Worcester State University - Oak Leaf Yearbook (Worcester, MA)

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The Ivy Address Today, in the midst of our graduation festivities, we pause a moment to meditate upon our achievements, to express our thanks to those who have so willingly guided us and prepared us so well for the future, and particularly, to plant this ivy which, we hope, will remain a living symbol of us and our desire for a growing successful future. The planting of the ivy to us represents the beginning of a new period in our lives — a period preceded by four memorable years of merriment and sadness, of bits of success and moments of failure. Now is the time for us to take our place in this everchanging and challenging world as the successful teachers of the many citizens to come. Although we are leaving our college, we shall never forget the four nurturing years which have prepared us for a definite profession of service in life. It is our fervent hope and prayer that this ivy we are planting today will attain great heights and that we, the Class of 1958, will always strive to parallel its growth. Carol A. Roseen 9

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Class President ' s Dedication We, the class of 1958, have a New Look, a look that faces the future. Behind us is our past, Our Old Look; and now we stand upon the threshold of this year, with our lives before us, ready to step into a new life, a new age, and into the dawn of Our New Look. With this in mind, let us bravely meet the challenge of our difficult future and whatever demanding problems confront us in our noble profession. May God be always with us, and with our college and its faculty; and may our college continue to give to each future class the same inspired training which has been ours. To the continued prestige of our college, to the fulfillment of the goals so carefully nurtured in us, and to the enlightened future of America ' s children, we, the class of 1958, humbly dedicate ourselves. Paul E. Sullivan President, Class of 1958 8

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CLASS HISTORY Memories are made of this . . The fairest things have fleetest end, and so it is that our college years have swiftly been accomplished. Knowing that these precious days will last as long as they are remembered, we now carefully recall the facts of our class history, a history of memories. Our initial introduction to college life came on the thirteenth of September, 1954, at which time we numbered one hundred and eighty-two students. Who can forget those first few hectic days when our problems were concerned with adjusting to schedules, searching for assigned seats in assembly, and fumbling through the hand- book in an effort to find the words of the college hymn? Our official entrance into social affairs occurred on the evening of the Freshman Welcome Dance. It was by means of this event that we passed from the status of individuals to a unified class group, the election of officers which soon followed attesting to this. Under the leadership of William Owens, president, Carol Roseen, vice-president, Marie Fitzgibbons, secretary, and Thomas McGrain, treasurer, Sleighbell Serenade, our first prom, was presented on January fourteenth in our gymnasium. The days sped along, as they usually do, and February, Miss Scribner, and Mr. Patterson brought in the shrouded frogs. It was a time of to each his own. Each, elbow deep in scientific buckets, searched for his own amphibian specimen, his namesake. This, too, was the month in which we chose our very capable faculty adviser, Dr. Walter A. Busam, and also elected Paul Sullivan as our class president, an office which he was to hold for the duration of our college life. With Spring came the Scholarship Tea, the picnic in Leicester, and Class Day exercises, all of which has a significant impact on our memories. Glancing backwards now on that first Class Day, we can recall how far then the distant future seemed, especially when we thought of our own class and its planting of the ivy; and yet, just as that particular plant has taken root and flourished, so too, our class even then, was on its way toward its attainment, for we had achieved a Sophomore status. Remember the feeling of really belonging which was ours when we returned the following September? How can one aptly define that conscious prestige which only a Sophomore can appreciate as he considers his Freshmen brethren? Our first social event of the year, a welcome dance for the incoming class, took place in our gymnasium on September thirtieth. Following closely came all College Week during which assembly skits presented by the undergraduates were anticipated and thoroughly enjoyed. Who will not recall the mornings when we rose at dawn to secure an advantageous position in line outside Dr. Winslow ' s room for the tete-a-tetes on book reports? These also were the days which saw the transformation on many a rock n roller into a devotee of Beethoven, due to Miss Kendrick ' s introduction of his Fifth Symphony. Remember these words — Stop! Turn to page three. You have thirty minutes. ? 10