University at Buffalo School of Medicine - Yearbook (Buffalo, NY)

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with the long cigarette holder and the finished product bore no resemblance whatsoever to anything I had ever seen. There, he said, it's as simple as that-stippling is all wrist action . Every Saturday morning, moist and trembling fingers feverishly yanked me from my over-night resting place. The weekly game of practical had begun. At a command from Dr. Humphrey, the bedraggled freshmen proceeded to search for structures whose descrip- tions were relegated to the fine print of Maximow and Bloom. One day, there seemed to bea bit more confusion than normal as the boys staggered into the lab. Their faces were a mixture of deiection and resignation, and as they disinter- estedly went about their work, they muttered continuously about the Duct of Wirsung that dangled and the appendix that looked like a ureter. From all this, I deduced that the graying, lean, and lanky Head of the Anatomy department had perpetuated his quarterly crime against the innocent freshmen. He, too, dabbled in the game of practicaI . As the days of finals approached, my journeys along the streets of Buffalo became more frequent. I spent many long, weary hours with my guardian on those nights and I wish that I could have consumed Benzedrine, too, to keep my eyes open. Exams came and went and we started the second phase of the freshman year. Again, I was to have an important part in the scheme of things as the boys began to delve into the intricacies of the brain and spinal cord. The mutterings were iust as frequent, the practicals iust as difficult-the only consolation being the ten days at rest while the class enioyed the frivolities of civilian life during the Christmas recess. The embryonic dentists OF 1954

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President . . DONALD J. BURKE Vice-President . . ALFONSE P. ACCIANI Secretary . . DAVID C. RITTENHOUSE Treasurer ..... . ROGER H. FLAGG Student Council Representative . . CALVIN M. REED DENTAL CLASS It was dark and quiet as I sat mournfully in the crowded little room with my friends and waited silently for the fateful hour to approach. After an interminable wait, there came a clanging of keys, a shuffling of feet, and the pungent odor of a three-quarters burned cigar. The boss had arrived. My brethren and I perked up for we knew that our working days would soon begin again. There was the sound of scattering papers and I felt myself being lifted bodily from my cosy nook and being deposited into the arms of a somewhat bewildered and frightened young man. I, microscope No. 29837, was thus introduced to my guardian of the Dental Class of '54. The change from peace and quiet to work was an abrupt one. Mirrors flashed and screws turned as the disgruntled freshmen sweated and strained in their attempts to identify structures which to me were perfectly clear and transparent. Then came the arduous task of drawings. As my new owner completed what he considered an excellent work, a booming voice roared out. Are you going to actually submit that montrosity? Why, that's the worst thing I've seen in twenty years . A few deft strokes of the pencil by the man

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Top: E. Jung, F. Lindblom, S. Shalkin, C. Phillips, U, Fcderbush, H. Bull. Middle: W. Umland, R. Wooden, D. Friedwold, E. Radlaucr, N. Miller, D, Rittenhouse, M. Dietzcr. Front: V. Boyus, H. Posincr, E. Pionlek, R. Trolley, D. Galley. Top: W. Hodges, R, Adams, S. Alessi, F. Cane, C. Lipani, G. Gallagher, E. Winslow. Middle: R. Hanft, R. Kohler, H. Dul, R. Tague, V. Semintilli, R. Broadbridge, L. Wagner, R. Parker. Front: H. Mapes, S. Kent, D. Burke, M. Wofe, J. Weitz.