Worcester Polytechnic Institute - Peddler Yearbook (Worcester, MA)

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ALBERT SUTTON RICHEY d? A © T B II S- H The first class that we ever attended under Pro¬ fessor Richey was Senior Abstracts, where we learned that the chief requirements for the proper presenta¬ tion of an abstract were that it should be short, snappy, and to the point. But unlike many others whom we have met on the Hill, Professor Richey showed us that he believed in practicing what he preached. The forceful energetic manner with which he delivered his series of lectures in Electric Rail¬ ways enabled us to grasp the more complicated parts of that subject with surprising ease. His ability to “put his point across” with a punch and to smile at the same time has made him extremely popular with the student body. We all appreciate the opportunity afforded us in being able to study Electric Railways under a man known as an authority in this branch of Engineering, and we will always remember Professor Richey as a firm friend and well-wisher. HOWARD CHAPIN IVES ‘ ' Reddy” x « The civils will never forget “Reddy,” for he was always in touch with us during the last three years of our course. His hair is getting white and his nick¬ name is beginning to lose its identity, but his wit and joviality, concealed to the outside under an aspect of seriousness, are still present. Reddy does not believe in taking life too seriously, and we have all enjoyed his class room “diversions from the subject.” We cannot pass by without the annual comment on Reddy’s capacity as Chief Engineer of the C. U. We were the largest class at camp in years, and Reddy’s efficient management and ability to keep smiling under practical jokes were never better dem¬ onstrated. Prof. Ives has always had his students’ interests at heart. During the past Spring it was he who was responsible for the institution of a much needed course in Geology, and for this, we as a class wish to express our appreciation. 26

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CHARLES METCALF ALLEN “ Charlie ” A E T B II Charlie is one, of whom all of us will retain an agreeable and vivid memory. In his course in hydraulics, we certainly enjoyed ourselves and learned more for the same amount of effort than in any other class on the hill. Somehow, while listening to his s tories, experiences on waterwheel tests, and cigar-winning bets, a few simple facts such as “q = av” wrote themselves indelibly on our brains without our even realizing how they got there. His occasional sudden quizzes did give us a jolt once in a while, but we readily forgave these when, with his well known smile, he started on his next story. As further evidence that he is as human as any, Charlie enters the classroom as often late as otherwise, probably the result of his having stopped to hear something “new.” As for choosing a subject for thesis, there wasn’t a better argument for one involving hydraulics than Charlie. ARTHUR WOOLSEY EWELL B K 2 H Do you remember the opinion we formed of a man known as “Punk” by the upper classmen when we had him in Physics recitations several times as a substitute during our Sophomore year? At that time little did we know the physical problems he was to take us through in the following years. Now, when we look back on that Physical Chemistry course, it hardly seems as though we know what the name implies. “Excuse me, excuse me, gentlemen; that’s entirely wrong; I had the wrong paper.” By these words the class would be interrupted from intense concen¬ tration on the discussion. However, with the help of “Punk’s” outline of questions on the subject, we all managed to get by the course. To Professor Ewell goes the honor of being a real friend and good entertainer. We are very grateful to him for his lectures on how to arrange one’s curriculum, especially in regard to outside interests. 25

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CARLETON ALLEN READ “B. A” © X 2 H “Thermo.” Who has ever heard that word men¬ tioned when he didn’t picture “B. A.” at the head of a class in one of the rooms in the Mechanical Engineering Building? It was always a relief to us to see him come into the room without a “stack of paper,” for then we knew that it would either be “to the board, boys” or a lecture. Needless to say, his lectures were al¬ ways well received. His “Ain’t that theoretical now, fellers?” and his equally profuse “I guess that’s what you call psychology, wouldn’t you?” will continue to echo in our e ars long after those other things which he tried to teach us have been forgotten. His desire to teach the men in a way that he con¬ sidered best for them has not been thwarted by any personal feeling which his method might create. He always has had the interest of the students at heart. ROBERT CHAUNCEY SWEETSER ‘•Bobby” 2 H The uninitiated who only gave Bobbie’s course on the Hill an occasional visit can never appreciate those stories that the alumni tell of the pranks and tricks which Bobbie played while a student at Tech. It is not until he tells the class with a twinkle in his eye that “the water along the shores of a lake is nearer the bottom than the water in the middle of the lake.” It has been said that the courses in Gas Analysis and Sanitation were inserted in the curriculum to afford the tired student a chance to regain some of his lost sleep. But anyone who stays awake is well repayed by lessons in short pronunciation, such as, “cordin’ to th’ r’acshun in th’ pseedja, th’ oxid psip- tates out.” He has made many an obscure point clearer by his untiring efforts, and by many illustrations. We leave with him the love and respect of the class of 1922. Truly, there is not a better liked professor in the whole Chemistry Department. 27