University of Southern California School of Dentistry - El Molaro (Los Angeles, CA)

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RUSSELL HENRY JESSUP Sipnid Chi. I ' si Omeiiii Sania Ana, Cadfornia Backaching from a resounding thump? Looking for Doctor Eidson? (He ' s at the coffee machine). Just gone down two tricks on a cold six hand due to a loud strong, laughing voice on your right? The answer to these questions is obviously one and the same — Russ! Most of us at one time or another have had our backs temporarily put out of order by this jolly dogrobber. It has been rumored that, when Russ graduated from Stanford in 1952, the infirmary there no longer had a huge waiting list due to that ducal sacriolliac epedemic which had swept the campus for four years. Russ is never afraid to wade into any- thing and during our freshman year some of his fellow cadaver sharers wish- ed he had been more hesitant. He has an Infallible bridge system called talk it op. If his huge lunches didn ' t break up the game by covering the table, his hot air would clear the table and re- duce the game to chaos. Russ has the point count system so cold that his part- ner knows what Russ holds to the card. During these lunch games he has de- veloped the uncanny almost clairvoyant capacity of being able to interpret his opponents hands by utilizing his amaz- ing peripheral vision. The greatest undertones in Russ ' four year career were the mysterious disap- pearances of young Dr. Eidson to the coffee machine or the 901 Health Club. Rumor has it that Russ ' success on dou- ble clinics is due to these hush-hush rendevous. Despite all this (or even because of it), Ross is extremely well liked, and his energy and constant jovial attitude never ceases to amaze and refresh us. Quite a remarkable person, we ' ll miss him sorely when he graduates but our loss is somebody else backache. 3 minutes for lunch while the alloy sets up. Sv ::•: I . V;l%dK%iv Suave, debonoir, a sore cinch to graduate (No that is). 95

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OWEN VERNAL JENSEN Xi Psi Phi Richfield, Utah ontana Slate College, U.S.C. Owen is one of the chosen few who looks like a successful professional man before he even gets his degree. This Dude of the Dental School is a trans- planted Mormon whose heart still yearns for the promised land of Utah, where he was born, lo these many years ago. He energetically plows his way through jillions of enamel rods just so that he can occasionally dash back to where the sky is not cloudy all day, where the deer and the cantaloupe play. Shotgun and fishing rod clutched in his fat little hands, his eyes glassy with anticipation, he lives just for his Utah vacations, and an occasional sojurn to Lake Arrowhead with his vivacious frau, Pauline. At the age of four, Owen left Brigham Young ' s safari in Ogden, Utah to mi- grate to Richfield, another quaint Utahan hamlet. From there he heeded Uncle Sam ' s beckoning finger and served in the Army until 1946. The attractive school marm from Beverly Hills inspired him to go west , where he undertook a combination predent-premed program at U.S.C. Receiving acceptance from both schools, he and Pauline decided in favor of this one. Owen will alwoys be pleasantly remem- bered for his ever-ready quips — even when burdened by insurmountable ob- stacles such as attempting to wax up six dentures and two partials in one afternoon. More power to you, Owen! Won ' t be a blasted bubble on this casting! Attacking the root canal with determination. 94

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RAYMOND LESLIE JOHNSON Delta Sigma Delta Los Angeles, California Univ. of Calif. (Davis) U.S. Ray is undoubtedly the clinic ' s high point man in units logged at the bridge table and at double clinics. During the sophomore year Ray was vice-president of his class. As o fresh- men he managed the basketball team. He did so well that he followed up by coaching and managing the sophomore team and playing on the Junior team. Along with bridge and basketball Roy has developed other interests such as social drinking, being very proficient in the fine art of liquor tasting — from the glosses of others, that is — intoxication, blindness, gastric upset and it is rumor- ed even coma. All done in good taste under the circumstances Ray has developed several aversions while in Dentol School, one of them be- ing school itself or at least the more or ancient part, the institutional hierarchy which lurks as a two-headed monster in the first aperture on the right of that dark cavern ' s entrance. This same dread- ed monster with the two heods and the ineffectual appendage which chases blue spots by whispering and shouting the strange sounding, mysterious and magi- cal incantation of J, J, J has caused Ray much apprehension. It prob- ably is responsible for driving him to the bridge table, then only to have Russ Jes- sup drive him bock to the Devil ' s Lair to be once again confronted by the curse of the J, hoir, whisper and wild-eyed manaical stare. He in his solid determin- ation, has weathered this adversary and is strong in the hope that some day a St. George will come along and slay this dragon by severing the two heads from the body, for this would moke dental school a safer place Ray and his attractive wife Lorna make a good looking couple at most of the social functions of the school and his fraternity, Delto Sigma Delta, where the Johnson ' s hold the best attendance rec- ord. Good-natured Ray is o joy to most of us who think we hove troubles. Ray just smiles and laughs it off. This char- acteristic will always stand him in good stead in the future. His obility to laugh and joke will long be remembered by his class mates and his inumerable bridge partners and opponents for a long time to come. Phospho soda for the smile of health. Just a hair more ' ol topper. 96