University of Maryland School of Pharmacy - Terra Mariae Yearbook (Baltimore, MD)

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Senior Class History Graduation was on June 7, 1969 marking the end of the long hard road to the title ' Pharmacist, ' or is that ' Therapeutic Consultant, ' however, as recendy as June 6, 1969, the children were still squeezing the last drop of blood out of the turnip. While the route has not always been smooth or well paved, it certainly has been unforgettable, i.e. a nightmare. The trip to the Bachelor of Pharmacy started with wide eyed enthusiasm which soon turned to blank faced fear in Stalag 3?. The class soon learned the importance of a clean labcoat, a torsion balance, a clean labcoat, the height of an acacia tree (both in rainv and drv seasons), and a clean labcoat. For three (3) members of the class it was more unforgettable than for the rest. Henn, ' will always remember that alcohol and drug stores do not mix; Pok will not forget baby dolls and P.C.P. do not mi.x; and Rock will always never never forget his inxaluable experi- ence washing glassware, washing glassware, washing glassware, and washing glassware. . . . Professional decorum is not to be learned from textbooks vou see, therefore the Class of ' 69 turned to their instructors to set an example. If the Class of ' 69 comes to graduation lacking in any area — it might well be professional decorum. Anatomy was presented by Dr. Shifty Costello; only when he was able to tear himself away from baseball games. P.K. summarized the success of Shifty ' s endeavors when he discoursed Uf on the subject of the ability of the liver to grow new lobes if the old ones were cut off. Doctor Granny ' s class — often called uh erh Di»ij ough uh Dojis, uh er ahhh School uh egh ugh often reminded one of a circus — particularly 18

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with peanut shells covering the floor. This class did present the ' 69 ' ers the most authoritative and interesting speaker of the third year, one Dr. Melvin Jacobs. Interestingly enough, you see, the students, for example, became aware of the confusion that existed, concerning for example, the so-called teaspoonful; a problem still not unresolved at graduation — this does not surprise the graduate since this problem has been with us a long time. Actually, the only thing we are still only slighdy certain of is that generally speaking, as the years roll by, people tend to grow older. Organic chemistry introduced to the class absent-minded Doctor Francis M. Miller who is best remembered for his poor memory and the lectern overflowing with his notes. This posed a great problem for Gross, who also acquired a poor memory for organic chemistry, but Rutgers Uni- versity in Delaware came to his rescue (or is that vice-versa?). Drug assay was taught by Dr. Arnold ' rattle the change in his pockets ' Leibman who became our class advisor after Dr. Driever deserted us for greener pastures. By the end of the third year, the Class, particularly Rock, had learned one of Pharmacy ' s most sacred secrets, i.e. how to insert a suppository. The fourth year was a nightmare also. How- ever, gruesome as it was, it managed to produce some of the most memorable G-ds ever to appear before an audience whom heretofore was only exposed to German and P.C.P. Top billing on ' Whose Who ' in the academic world goes to the microbiology department. Who could ever forget the lectures on Hanoi U . Summer School taught by Mao Tse Tung ' s right hand man who not only murdered the Queen ' s English (to be rem- edied later on in Pharm. Chem.) but was mis- takenly let out of prison for shooting antibiotics out of trees — a likely story. Five (5) days before the end of the semester, we all (almost all) received Christmas cards (academic failure notices) from litde lord himself. Dr. Ralph the R ' s class is remembered for short exams, angle of repose, and the punctual arrival of Kleb — 5 minutes before the bell. It was in this class where the Gape first became exposed. No mention, however, will be made of methylcellulose. The idea in biochem. seemed to be to put everything in the back of your mind, even if you have to get it there with a screwdriver — or is that a human screwdriver? P.S. our human screwdriver fought on the allied side. At the halfway point, 17 out of 34 were on probation — a fine reflection of the faculty (a Proctologist ' s dream), and witness to an apology of a faculty member with a guilty conscience for failing poor Leo the Leon. Physiology was fun and the lab was also (except for one group with the Hack). It often sounded like a cooking course — a pitz of da sodium, pitz of da potassium and viola . . . osmotic pressure. By the way . . . how does osmotic pressure affect the community practice of pharmacy? By far the most unique course was Roots and Rhizomes or How I stopped Trying to Read Sign Language and Let My Cerebral Cortex Atrophy. Dynamic Don pro- vided the class with fun lab, and a plant press. Happiness in the fourth year then was trying to interpret your instructor, reading a magazine in micro, seeing Dr. Leavitt use the same hand- kerchief through the whole year, a resounding trip to Wyeth via B and A Railroad, and a new class advisor — the Red Baron Von Deutschland Dr. Lamy. As the fifth year started, fella, the class was now a group of veteran campaigners with their heads high above the pile that was placed around them from the previous two (2) years. As the fifth year started, they had to slip into prime parking places two minutes before the bell rang. They had developed eyes in the back of their heads to warn them who was hiding in the stalls downstairs. They could speak the lan- guage; Script, narc, That ticks me off, and What do I got to do this for? Many of the class ' s finest had married by now and love even bloomed intra-class as Chuck and Kathy planned a little post-graduate work of their own. Other things seemed to be happening too, but who knows what the story really was! Some of the male members of the class didn ' t understand this since they never saw the female members except five minutes after the bell rang, that is if they came at all. The last year was wild, indeed the tip off was 19