University at Albany - Pedagogue Yearbook (Albany, NY)

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Dignity . . . Charm . . . Mr. Bulger advises . . . The princ1pal man Soph1'st1'cat1'on . . . at Milne . . . Dean Moreland Dr. john Sayles ladies of both sexes Creferring to men dancing minuetsj, and Dr. Hicks' amazed look when Prof. Decker's class used to burst into song next door. Then at the other end of the hall was good old Room 20-which brings memories of history lectures, French exams and Professor Wa1ker's Irish jokes. French always reminds me of Mr. Mahar's famous quote do it for the sake of euphonyf' That sounds like something from Oral English. I I Th' ' d f Another X Y z Affair? S225 fvgfkgr a

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' A I . 5. ii? .ae it . ' - Dear Diary, W if fi I was back at State today and so many things have changed! di? i New faces all over the place with only a sprinkling of familiar souls. But to my rescue came the faculty. T hey're always on hand to make somebody feel at home. The first one I met was President Brubacher who said ' Good Morning with such a nice smile that I felt at home right away. Seeing him gave me nerve enough to peek in at Dean Nelson's door, which was open, and say: Hello across the map. Dean Moreland was in the Registrar's office when I went in-busy planning a reception for Frosh. She was talking to Miss Van Denburgh about the number expected. Mr. Deyo was coming along the hall. He'd stopped handing out CPD scholarship checks a while to chat with Chief Engineer Hunt. On the way over to Milne, I met Dr. Sayles, whistling gaily, on his way through the Richardson peristyle. He walked over with me to Mr. Bulger's office. Mr. Bulger was in State when I was a Freshman. I was '39, so I feel that I know him quite well. He began talking about old times, and it made me think of a lot of things I'd almost forgotten about the faculty. There was the time that- Dr. South asked in what direction the class faced, and he was so amazed when we said South , regardless of compass points. Remarks like that were always popping up in Ed classes. Doc F rench's famous rhyme about The Rhine The Rhone The Danube and The Po, Rise in the Alps and away they go is almost as famous as Shakespeare. Speaking of Shakespeare, I will never forget how Dr. Tommy used to say Heh? It was in Room 28 that we had him, I remember. That was a room! Unforgettable are Dr. Candlyn's music classes, interspersed with remarks about President Brubacher attends a luncheon . . . Time out for Dean Nelson H 8

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Dr. D. V. Smith . . . con- structing the social studies shall never forget Mr. Hardy's witticisms and likewise those of his colleague, Mr. Jones. They're almost as famous as their Macbeth skit-the one they gave at Soph banquet back in '37, I was taking Law at the time from Mr. Terwilliger. I remember how I held my breath when he checked my schedule on registration day-wondering if I had passed 'everything and had all my gym credit, etc. It was fun having different gym instructors- of course I never had Coach Hatfield for anything, but he seemed swell on the basketball court. No one could forget Croasie or Doc Dorwaldt-they were the high spots in all of our Freshman years-I mean the Freshman years of all of us. I passed Dr. Smith in the hall when I was back CD. VJ and he spoke to meg he's always so busy, but always has time for a hello. ' Professor York, the King of Third Floor Draper, stopped and chatted with me. Seems he was on his way to an important meeting of Finance Board of which he is chair- man. He informed me that Mr. Hidley, as treasurer of the Board, would also be at the meeting. Wished I could have seen him-I'll never forget his history classes! Speaking of history reminds me that I saw Professor Risley in the Co-op looking at some very important appearing books. I wondered if they were source books or maybe historic quota tions-Dr. Rienow, they tell me, is the political scientist of the College- 10