Wheaton College - Nike Yearbook (Norton, MA)

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N future years, when we begin to think back ] upon our four years spent at Wheaton, some of our most vivid recollections will be of our President, A. Howard Meneeley; for he plays an integral part in our lives here at Wheaton. We may remember him walking briskly from his house to the Administration Build- energy with which he has devoted himself to the Friends of Wheaton ... we may remember his reading the Christmas story at an informal ing each morning carrying that imposing brief case under his arm, nodding cheerfully to those whom he meets on the walk ... we may remember him in his academic robes, deliver- ing a Tuesday morning chapel talk .. . we may remember him presiding over the Christ- mas banquet, presenting gifts and entertain- ing us with his humorous anecdotes . . . we may remember him introducing an honored guest speaker, in his quiet and well-modulated voice . . . we may remember his reaction to the 1948 presidential election, and his attempt to be artistic .. . we may remember his par- ticipation in the Sunday church services . we may remember the warm greeting he and Mrs. Meneeley gave us at their reception when we were freshmen ... we may remember the gathering the Sunday before Christmas vaca- tion . . . we may remember his and Mrs. Meneeley’s constant participation in all the concerts and lectures throughout the year... we may remember our friendly discussions with him in the gracious atmosphere of his office . . . we may remember his reading the governor’s ‘Thanksgiving Day proclamation each year .. . we may remember his inspiring graduation day address. Whatever thoughts we may retain of Doctor Meneeley in years to come they are sure to be warm, affectionate remembrances of the man on whom rests the cares of the college community—yet a man who bears these respo nsibilities with ease, as- surance, and confidence. We are grateful to you, Dr. Meneeley, for your unfailing interest in our progress as in- dividuals and as a class, and for the coopera- tion and confidence which you have placed in us—and for the confidence you have elicited from us. {

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N 1776 John Adams maintained that these were a president’s requisites: ... the Meekness of Moses, the Patience of Job and the Wisdom of Solomon, added to the Valor of David. What better qualities to personify A. Howard Meneely, masculine head of an all woman’s college? 12 PRESIDENT

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DEAN BARKER H, look, it’s eleven thirty and I have an hour free to do () what I want! Bless Miss Noyes for leaving it there. I won- der how she and her staff can figure it all out so perfectly? The life of a registrar must indeed be hard. Of course, fewer Saturday classes would be nice. That reminds me, my weekend slip needs a certain person’s signature on it to make it legal. So, over to the administration building, commonly known as the “ad,” up the stairs into the office of Dean Barker. A cheery nod and a happy, friendly smile greet me as her secretary ushers me in. Business over, I spend some time talking to the dean. What a kind voice she has! On my way out I peek into Dean Littlefield’s office crowded, as usual, with Freshmen who have problems. Questions, questions, and more questions, how does she remain so calm all through them? Well, now that I have my permission legalized I can go look up bus schedules on the bulletin board. Downstairs into the court of temptation I march. My mail box winks a wel- come which I can’t resist, so over I go. Aha, something is in it! Oh turns my steps to that place where the necessities of life at , a bill, and a letter. But the lure of the bookstore counter Wheaton are sold, I dash to the end of the line to wait my turn to buy a notebook. Miss Goddard, trustee of all those articles, must be a mathematical wizard to figure up the cost of all this, and to do it correctly with patience too. All out of notebooks so down into the stock room she goes, never too tired to refuse desperate demands. Now, over to my original destination, the bulletin board. Gosh, there isn’t a bus listed that I can take, which means I take a trip up to information. On my way again, but I halt at the foot of the stairs. Mr. Fillmore has to be con- sulted about my radio that buzzes, my lights that don’t work, and my door that won’t close. Reassured by his promises to send some- one over, I trudge on. Three more stops to make. First the Bur- sar’s office to pay my bill, and with Miss Dunkle’s receipt clutched in hand, off to consult with Miss ‘Townsend about an interview 14 ADMINISTRATION Miss LItrLEFIELD