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

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PAUL BYRON BECKSTEAD. B.S.. D.D.S. Paul, not known for his scholarly attitude toward dentistry, has spent the last four years as painlessly as possible. He jjot an early introduction into the more frustratinj; aspects of dentistry liy bein ; placed next to a very noisy Italian duriiif; the first two years in the fondly remembered S T building. With such a traumatic beginnin};, Paul managed to make the next two yars as enjoyable as possible. With frequent fishing trips and skiing holidays, he cured most of the frustrating aspects of dentistry. There was however one member of the operative staff, a nior member, who managed to remind him over and over that dentistry has a direct relation to a scholarly work, The Cast Gold Adas. After graduation Paul plans to make his home close to the ocean and a.ssociate with his father in Westwood Village, California.

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y ,Y ' ■ ■t m MICHAEL L. BARAFF. B.A.. D.D.S. On knowledge- ' . ■ ..J . ' .. . ' ' ' ' ' ' P° P ' ' - .v..ocl .enl ' ° ' l ' r ' ' H ' ' - ' -V ' l ' ?- . d.,n ' l mean al.out medicine, bul about things in general?-Is he a n.an ..f information and good s,nse?-If he does not kno v anything but medicine, th.- chance is that he does not know mucl, about that. Knowledge once gained casts a light beyond its own immediate boundari.-s.— Tyndall On perfeelion — Perfection does not exist; to nnderslaml it is the triumph of machiess. — Alfred de Mussel On education — Dull boys are more likely than oth. rs lo get into diinculties, largely because they want, and need, more work w less itttelleetual work, but do not gel il. — E. H. Johnson lossess it is the most dangerous kind hands and

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- w- G. BERMAN. D.D.S. Two roads diverged in a yellow wood. And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair. And having perhaps the better claim. Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, THE ROAD NOT TAKEN Robert Frost And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden back. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I — I took the one less traveled iiy. And that has made all the difft rence.