Tulane University School of Medicine - T Wave Yearbook (New Orleans, LA)

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■ I 16 OUR GROUP Our group is not the plain variety — It ' s a little-bit-insane society. It has its scholars, kooks and clowns, Its schizophrenic ups and downs, Its days of work and righteous piety. Its days of total insobriety. It has its weirdos and its straights. Its swinging singles with their dates, Its loyal marrieds so devoted. Its members skinny — others bloated. It has its geniuses and bores. Its petty tiffs and civil wars. Its days of buoyant jubilation. Its moments of acute frustration. It has its faces bright and sunny And others who complain of money. It has its listeners and its talkers, Its activists, its chronic balkers. Its fitness freaks and sugar junkies. Workaholics, mental flunkies. It has its drinkers with their booze. Its Pollyannas with good news. Its leaders with their organizing. Its followers all eulogizing. Its nonconformists nonconforming. Its rumor mongers misinforming. Its malcontents with all their raving, Its married members misbehaving, Its moments crude and moments formal. Its members who are oddly normal. We are a group and none should doubt it. Since where would we all be without it! —Bruce B. Wilmer Reprinted With Permission r.nnvrinht©1982 Bruce B Wilmer All Rights Reserved.

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Ajy aii I— Mfc ai . gj«r r ' m t t Trr Fit- . There is a hall of such fel- lowship that bears special mention as a haven of close communication. At Joe ' s Tav- ern, watering hole of the medi- cal complexes, the best de- scription would be full body press because of the density of medical and paramedical persons needing sustenance at the end of the day. Most of us confined our cu- linery experiences to fast food spots and cafeterias but we knew that gormet delights were prevalent throughout the city and when we could afford to venture forth we boasted to each other of dining at An- tomes ' . Commanders, the Chart House, the Camellia Grill or other favored spots. We knew that such delights were ours for substantial hard earned dollars, but only dreamed of by less fortunate scholars in humdrum towns. When pocketbooks were thin but spirits high, we sa- vored crawfish boils, ate red- beans and rice, meandered through the French Quarter watching the sidewalk musi- cians, strolled down the Moonwalk or shared beignets and cafe au lait at the Cafe du Monde. For somber moments, we availed ourselves of the old cathedral, the raised cemetar- ies. or sat and gazed as the boats sailed past the lake- front. We came to know ever so gradually that New Orleans is not merely a place but an ex- perience of living, so incorpo- rated into our lives that we will never again hear phrases like where y ' at? or thow me somethin mister without feeling the pangs of nostalgia. Time and distance may seper- ate us, but for Tulane Univer- sity and New Orleans we will all keep a special place in our hearts.

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MEET THE CLASS OF ' 87