Yale University - Sheffield Scientific School Yearbook (New Haven, CT)

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56 CLASS OF NINETEEN THIRTY-FIVE S. AND E. spring dances which these fine fellows rendered in reverential re- spect to Queen Mabg but just as all the pure in heart are kind to our little feathered friends, so were we kind to these chaps from Cambridge, who Hitted from bush to bush, winking at our towering torsos and scenting our fragrant ether with such a foul odor that many of us woke up Monday morning with headaches in spite of the fact that we could once more go to classes. The next issue of under- graduate life to confront us Winzefs veil. was Rush Week. This week of weeks was ushered in by an at- tack in the News, which was presumably out to lend a helping hand to the Sophomores. Although this action tended to make the atmosphere a trifle scummy, nevertheless, the weather turned out to be New Haven's finest inclement variety, so mud pies were made by all. A mad scramble resulted with jokes, cigars, and Wilbur Buds. In the end there emerged some Sophomores well-weaned in the art of diplomatic noncommittalism and some upperclassmen exhausted from consistently applying high pressure. Following in the wake of Rush Week came the reading periods, during which our dainty Ac friends went to Bermuda or the dogs. We felt, however, that there was more to be gleaned from col- lege than such wanton dissipation, so we tarried in New Haven. But vacation finally did come, and we scurried off to our several destina- tions. We came back to get a rest, but found those strange exams which seem to pop up about the middle of the year in spite of the fact that we don't have mid-years. Finger- Outing C!u11,lf.

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SENIOR YEAR 55 awed by the victories of the giant Tiger team, widely publicized as unbeatable. Now the day had come for us to meet them. As the opening whistle blew, the eyes of the sporting world rested on Palmer Stadium. Shortly after the beginning of the first quarter, a pass from Roscoe to Kelley resulted in a touchdown. Captain Curtin kicked the extra point. Then for three exciting periods, we watched the superb defensive play of eleven Blue men. As the final whistle blew on the biggest athletic upset of the year, it was iron man Iimmy De- Angelis who clutched the prized pigskin for the victorious Elis. After the game we found attend- ance at Princeton cocktail parties -T most entertaining due to the fact Driffiflg. that we had done the un-doable and in spite of the fact that we were hoarse beyond words. It took us some time to recover from that Princeton week-end, and when we finally did it was to find our Crimson friends bearing down upon us. Somehow we couldn't get very excited about the Harvard game, and our 14-0 victory came as more or less of an anticlimax. As we stood there in the Bowl for the last time as undergraduates and sang Bright College Years, proud hearts pounding, proud arms waving, somehow we could not look at the fellow next to us. The seasons come, the seasons gof, We had beaten Harvard and Princeton. We were Big Three champions now. We would come back in '85 and tell of the iron men days when we were in college. Those giving dances over the week-end included Anthony, York, Vernon, Franklin, and Elmo. Since these were to be our last football dances, we were out to get the maximum of enjoyment out of them. We did. Then, too, the presence of so many Crimson sprites helped to enliven the rap- turous gambols of Shefftown's night life. Am-'f'f'iCd11 H 01101' RON- We weren't quite accustomed to the sylphic

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SENIOR YEAR 57 prints suddenly appeared on dusty volumes, while of an evening at seven, many familiar faces might have been observed stripping the bark off the tree of knowledge at Rosenbaum's temple of culture. As the term drew to a close many of us found that we didn't have enough classes on which to use up our cutsg vice versa-many of us had to trek over to the Health Depart- ment. Anyway the term did end, where- upon we all sat down Alwflyf 011 dffli- to wait for the finals. A trip to the Gym revealed a flashy quintet, with Captain Eggie Miles, Wilson, and DeAngelis passing the ball around. Larsen also plays basketball. We saw Captain Ted Gardner dancing about the ring with a couple of big mits and an evil eye. Manager Angelo Smith appeared much amused by the antics of Stranglers Platt and Valas as they rolled about the mat. Bloodthirsty Ridgway was very much in evidence as he slashed away with his Cleaver at any assailant who dared chal- lenge. In the new pool we found splashers Whacky Colgate, Norm King, Pete Paull, and Captain Bench-comberi' Livingston, who customarily sits on the side lines to direct his ducklingsg for such is the calibre of the team that only in rare instances is he called upon to turn in a win for the Elis. In the course of time a blanket of snow descended upon New Haven's fair green and covered all the inebriates who had fallen asleep on the grass the night before. Blazing ski-hats suddenly capped every third head while the campus went Eskimo. Those of us who durst not brave the icy outdoors could do our slaloming on soap- suds in the Co-op garret. Anthony skiers rented an igloo in Vermont. Still others hit the Northern trail. On one of these ex- cursions, Bud Meffert almost blew a but- ton doing a scissors twist, in the act of Out of obscurity.