University of New Hampshire - Granite Yearbook (Durham, NH)

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Senior 61444 BERNARD 1. DBLMAN Prerident HE September of 1947 found a new group of faces on UNI-i's campus-neophytes to that confusing world known as college. The many veterans in our class intermingled with the young 'uns just out of high school gave us a varied out- look on the ways of college life. Football rallies pepped us up for the game on Saturday, and we cheered with great vigor as we watched the unde- feated team pave the way for the Toledo game. Russ Page was elected the first president with Bill Rexford as vice-president, Evie Blish as sec- retary and George Perlman handling our non- existent finances. In the spring the class dance was disguised as the Harlem Hop where we all danced to Phil Edmunds beat and deemed it the social success of thc year. We were no longer green as the grass around us but felt quite a part of the campus activities, as we left for the summer and bid goodbyes until the next Sep- tember. It was a good feeling to be back to start our sophomore year and to be able to look down on those lowly creatures-the freshmen! We elected the same officers except that joe Stone who was now holding down the vice-president's chair. Prexy Adams was inaugurated at an impressive four-day symposium whose many speakers brought us an awareness of the world around us. The Notch was still the favorite meeting place for that quick cup of coffee or just goofing off and the smoker in the libe became known as the night club of UNH. Although the football team lost three games out of eight we were still cheering loudly for them and for 1951's members: Bill I-Iaubrich, Ed Fraser, Tom Gorman, and Sky Berry. Basket- ball season rolled around and joe Stone, Bob Crompton, junnie Carbonneau, Bill Haubrich, and Charlie Copp were chasing that ball around the floor and into the basket. All the social events of the year were attended by Durham's greatest mayor -lovable, laughable Threadbare McNair, imper- sonated by Frank Robie. We really got into the spirit of the campaign for we were no longer bewildered by the crazy antics and most of us had formed our own opinions and affiliations. Clubs had come into our existence, and many of us were learning that such meant more than just having our names on the membership rolls, but included meetings, committees and running around looking like wheels to the uninitiated freshmen. Again there was Mil Art, Carnival and junior Prom but nothing compared to our Hobo Hop where we listened to Billy Note as we avoided the junk pile in the middle of the floor. The road to Dover and such places as Kimball's and Bucky's were known by us-yes, we were truly full-fledged members of the campus. We came back in the September of 1949 with the extra special feeling of being true upperclass- men, full of all sorts of useful knowledge, how

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In Memoriam NORMAN ALEXANDER WHEREAS, Professor Norman Alexander during his twenty-eight years of loyal and devoted service to the University of New Hampshire won the respect and affection of his colleagues and his students alike by the wisdom of his guidance and by the warm undergtanding of his counselg and WHEREAS, the enduring mark of his thoughtful intelligence and keen insight is shown in all the affairs of the University which were under his careg and WHEREAS, the University, by his death, has lost a devoted friend, a loyal teacher, and a wise counselor: Therefore be it RESOLVED, That the Board of Trustees expresses its deep sorrow at his passingg and be it RESOLVED further, That a copy of this resolution be spread upon the records of the University and another copy be sent to Mrs. Alexander as an expression of abiding sympathy. 24

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JOSEPH STONE Vice-Preridefzt ,- 1 ELIZABETH BRYDEN Secretary DEAN ROBINSON Trearzzrer to get excuses from Hood House . . . all the snap courses which later turn out to be tied up in a joke package . . . the best profs . . . how to get around the Administrations red tape . . . who all the big wheels were . . . all these and many other scraps of information which might prove to be helpful. Another member of the McNair family was mayor . . . or should it be mayoress? Yes, Mary Margaret beat out the Square from Boston and Mickey Finnegan to become the lirst woman to head Durham's political force. It didn't surprise many though, to find out that it was Frank Robie dressed up in long skirts who was the twentieth Mayor of Dur-Ham. jean Ray- mond was Honorary Cadet Colonel as the first 1951's beauties to reign over dances. The studies were still with us though and some time had to be allotted to them. Carnival was graced by that white stufi' which we had almost forgotten and it went down as another memorable weekend. We elected Bill Hau- brich as presidentg Betty Greene, vice-presidentg Evie Blish, secretary, and Bob Crompton had charge of handing those slips of paper known as requisitions. But April rolled around again and senior class ofiicers were to be elected. Bernie Delman took over the presidency, joe Stone came back as vice-president, Evie Blish was still secretary, and Doc Robin- son as new treasurer had to cope with the ASO. We also became the first class to hold the dubious honor of having a second vice-president . . . Anne Schultz. Plans were all ready well underway for Junior Promg and after much discussion it was decided to have activities for the whole weekend rather than just a Ball so Country Club Weekend was named the theme. Bernie Delman and Anne Schultz were co-chairmen and with their many committees and hard working members of the junior Class plus the enthusiasm of the campus made it a weekend that won't be forgotten. Maxie Armstrong, all ready having been an aide at Carnival, was chosen Queen with Betty Green, Frannie Adams, jo Hall and Evie Blish as her court. Blue Barron offered many dancing variations as the crowd swayed in the atmosphere of a typical country club. Sports events and movies completed the events for the week- end. Then it was time to bid goodbye to the seniors and to watch them go out into another world . . . all the time realiz- ing that our time was coming and that when we returned to school after our varied summers that we would be the seniors . . . the king pins of the student hierarchy. Our senior year became a reality and here we were, back on campus for our final year. Again as in our freshman year the football team brought new glory to UNH . . . whether it was predicted or not. Enthusiasm ran high . . . rallies became more boisterous as the Wildcat team emerged as victor each week- end. It all culminated in the Kent State game which had been 26