Temple University School of Podiatric Medicine - Achilles Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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SYDNEY G. COHEN 7700 Pickering Street Philadelphia, Pa. Kensington High School TEMPODIAN r — L L u Photographic Editor. Tempodlan Dane© Committee l Corresponding Secretary 1, 2 Student Council 3 Honorary Chiropodlal Surgical Society, Secretary 3 It has oft been said, “Give credit where credit is due. This axiom certainly applies to Mrs. Cohen. For—one to seek the higher levels of learning while caring for a family, one must possess an unusual amount of determination and ambition in order to attain one's goal. Hats off, Boys! Frank N. R. Bossle, D.S.C., Ph.G. To Mrs. Cohen we gratefully acknowledge her charm and wit that have made our school life more pleasant during the past three years. Without the presence of Mama'' the class would not seem the same. Many times through her guiding constancy we have been able to carry on the struggle to complete our studies. In scholastic standing, Syd ranks high among the brighter students. We feel certain that she will be an asset to the profession. Best of luck to you. Syd. 21

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M: IOIt ( LASS II I STOIC Y We were happy to learn that we had advanced to senior class seamen. Although there were only 24 of us left to continue the trip, we knew that at its completion we would come to the promised land of CHIROPO-DIA. With this in mind we put forth all our efforts in our various endeavors. There was a slight change in class officers resulting in, president Manning D. Smith, vice-president Sidney Lindenbaum, treasurer Steve D'Orta, recording secretary Stanley Redder, corresponding secretary William G. Lowman, sergeant-at-arms Ray Shore, class historian Joseph A. Riccio. This year promised to be a very successful one. First proof of this fact showed up at our annual formal dance held at the Ritz-Carlton Hotel, February 10, 1938. This dance was the most successful and enterprising ever to be given in the school’s history. Credit should be given to our Stanley Fedder and the committee that worked with him for such an enjoyable evening. Also for the beautiful programs and favors which were original in design, enough so as to be exquisite. While strolling along the deck one day. I noticed two members of the crew in verbal combat. It turned out to be the feuding Jake Ostroff and Ray Shore arguing over who was to wash the A deck. Walking further I came to the kitchen. There I found those fine connoisseurs of food Ned Yaffe, Smitty, and Salomi’’ Snyder testing different morsels of food. Alas and behold, is the world coming to an end?—Noooooo—It’s only Phil Coren and his sax, Marty Wolgin at the piano and Sid Lindenbaum and Joe Riccio playing their fiddles. A jam session that would make a jitterbug go to an opera. I next visited the crew's quarters. There I found Stan Fedder serenely enjoying a siesta upon his bunk. There was a card game in progress between Bud Hansen, Steve D'Orta, Paul Quintavalle, Fritz Weichel, and Matt Gutowicz. I caught such phrases as Hit It, Press, Double Press,” ”21, Over”— 1 take it they were playing Blackjack. Coming up on the poop deck I noticed Lou Keiserman and Harold Koshland deep in conversation. I wonder if it is confidential? Further down the deck was Bill Lowman trying to figure out the direction of the wind. as gobs often do; he thought he was right— he tried—he was facing the wind—he was also disappointed. Irene, who is that tiny bit of humanity who enjoys Mondays so much, was reading her morning mail on the sun deck. I wonder if it could be from that popular New England heart throb (Irene's) who is attending the post-graduate class this year? The cook told me that he has received complaints about the food from none other than our Danny Greenfield. Could it be your stomach, Danny? Bill Goyette is still puzzled by the fact that they put powdered sugar on some pies. Further down the deck I noticed George Tomlinson, better known as Tommy,” had shaved his moustache. Later on I passed Hym Goldberg’s stateroom. Stopping in, I found him very busy with the layout of the year book. Some material was not in yet and this seemed to bother him very much. Seeing Sydney Cohen as I left Hym's” room, brought back to mind the wonderful party she gave us. I wonder if she has plans for another? She told me arrangements are being made for our senior banquet, which would be the last social event of the trip and that our destination would be in sight shortly after. This meant that upon reaching shore few of us would ever see each other again. Nearing our last port, a feeling of appreciation came over me for the fine handling of the crew, by our skipper Dean Willoughby, and our officers, the Faculty and Clinical Staff, in guiding us along the Chiropodial Seas with such sincere determination and most capable efforts to impart the knowledge so necessary to our future well-being and chosen profession. I know the rest of the crew feels the same as I. and our thanks, although sincere, is small reward for your self-sacrifice and untiring efforts. News reaches us at this writing that our ship is to go into drydock for repairs. We only hope that the classes of the future will have as successful a voyage as we and wish them good luck in the new clinic. We bid fond farewell, leaving with memories that we will cherish forever. Aloha .. . Joseph A. Riccio. 4

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PHILIP ROBERT COREN 828 Snyder Avenue Philadelphia, Pa. South Philadelphia High School TEMP All that I know about Phil Coren is what I hear now and then and much to his credit. As far as I have observed he is one of the quiet boys of the class.—so quiei in fact that you could note the occasional falling of a bit of hair,—but then other great orchestra leaders have grown thin on top from hitting high spots. So, as you leave these ivyless walls my advice is . . . don't worry. Frank H. Eby, Phar.D., G.Cp. Personable Phil Coren coined his way through school with his Corny Coreneers. This mite maestro with his affable personality and his jitterbug technique made friends with beguiling ease. His smile was as flashing as the brightly hued clothing he wore so well outside of school. Sack-cloth clothing he discovered, enhanced his chances of obtaining N. Y. A. work. Phil's only concern during his stay at Temple was his falling hair which he carefully stored in the many pages of Morris' Human Anatomy. His ability with the fairer sex and his touch you love to feel, assure us of his success in his chosen field. U Dance Committee 2