Tufts University - Jumbo Yearbook (Medford, MA)

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Senior Class History We came from high schools, prep schools, pri¬ vate schools, but we all started our four years Tuft- ensiae in some varying shade of green. We felt really persecuted when it came to Freshman hazing. The girls had to wear green ribbons and carry books, and the men were beaten by the Sword and Shield. All the girls’ modesty was properly outraged at the Baby’s Party but there were laughs. We had to learn our songs and we added “the Hill” and “Jumbo” to our everyday vocabulary. President Carmichael, Dean Wessell, Prof. Ullman, Dave Burns and others hammered what they could into our heads on Friday afternoons, and Lunar Lindsey led us noisily to the football games. There the beanies and the ribbons got together and we saw that hazing at Tufts was lots of fun after all. Sud¬ denly we were caught in the Big Rush. We started to wear our best clothes, carried our nicest smiles, and above all, we remembered names and facts. Some of us learned the Greek letters in hopes that we might wear them someday, and some of us did. Sigma Nu became Tufts’ ninth National Fraternity while we were freshmen. We were young, but we had political wisdom and we elected Laures Terry and Parker Small class Presidents. Then our social life began. The “Dogpatch Dance” was “purty good and Carol Clark was Daisy Mae. Alice Fitz¬ patrick was our I.F.C. Queen and Bett Jennings and Art Powers were King and Queen of the Winter Carnival. We were just beginning Freshman sports as new Tufts and Jackson Athletes when Tom Bane established the new world’s record. Someone else got enthusiastic over Jackson bathing beauties and

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started Ihe Marlin Club. When we left in June, we could see a little farther into the next three years and we decided that there was a lot for us to do. September, 1951. Pam Hancock and Pete Cook had been elected class Presidents and we were ready for action. We even hit the Boston papers in our wild panty-raid. (But some of us didn’t even know it was going on.) Then we had the Cherry Dance in February and later, the Patriot’s Day Dance. Andrea Perlstein was elected Queen of the I.F.C. Ball and a beautiful queen she was. Lots of little activities were always going on. For instance, the Faculty played the Jackson girls in basketball and they won, too. Mai Mooney was our lively Mayor, until the new campaign when Steve Toad- vine, Bill Pratt and Paul Wiggin sang, danced, joked, and broke their respective necks in the battle for the next mayor. Steve won, and began to get ready for his year. Then a little more on the serious side, the Jackson Student Counselling program was established, and a few Tufts men began to devise one for the men. One of these years we were supposed to have a Centennial Celebration and this was it. A selected few of us stated for the Pageant, the alumni returned, the excitement was on and then it was off, and our Junior year was the beginning of a Second Century. The year started with the Centennial Ball, and we were off. The Prexies, Parker Small and Faith Ellis, got the class officers together and the wheels ground out a Junior Dinner-Dance, an off-limits Jazz Concert, and a Coronation Junior Prom. And we had more queens — Mary Ilg of the Junior Prom, Mike Glover of the Winter Carnival, and Mary Ellen FitzGerald of the I.F.C. Ball. This year we were getting serious . . . some off to dent school, others studying for medical school, law school, busi¬ ness school ad infinitum. Our Junior Phi Betes were Parker Small, Laures Terry, Harold Gorvine. And other things happened. Tufts lost a good man when Leonard Carmichael left for the Smith¬ sonian Institution. At the same time Dean Bush went into retirement and Dr. Katharine Jeffers came to take her place. “Woody” Grimshaw was the new basketball coach. A few other noteworthy things happened. The Weekly printed its infamous April Fool’s issue and Harvard and Tufts merged. One day the gym was packed and that was the day that Vaughn Monroe broadcast from Tufts. We showed him a little spirit and we carried it to the Mayoralty