Page 51 - 1940
P. 51
good graces of Coach Howe and showed
much promise for future years. Post wrest
led well all season and fought his way into
the finals of the Brown University Inter
scholastics. When spring rolled around,
several of us went out for baseball, while
Bellows was our lone delegate to the tennis
courts. Myers alternated between pitching
and sharing the field with Baldwin, Hedges,
Dodds and a group of Fourth and Fifth
Formers. The other boys in the Third
Form divided their time between Middlers’
teams, loafing about the campus, and skip
ping sports—distinguishing themselves in
all three activities.
Ever since the day in October when,
amid splitting of factions and much debate,
our class offices were filled, Jerry Myers
has been our President; Parker Driscoll,
our Vice-President; Fletcher Burton, our
Secretary; and Ben Nevin, our Treasurer.
When Father and Son Day passed, we
knew the grind was almost over. But then
for some of us the College Boards loomed
on the horizon like a storm cloud, blotting
out the sun and dampening our spirits. In
June we stood and watched the class of ’38
graduate and dreamed of the day when we
should receive our diplomas. With new
determination we returned to our studies
during “exam'’ week. Yes! We would pass
the Boards. Then the summer vacation
closed in about us.
FOURTH FORM
The first day back at school is always a
compromise. We have just had a wonderful
summer and we are preparing to go into
the most excruciating misery that is school.
In between these two extremes is the open
ing day, in which we see again old cronies,
discuss experiences and note the strangers
and the missing. But September 21, 1938,
was a special opening day, which featured a
large puff that momentarily jolted us off
stride. But we were soon back in it, feeling
as though nothing had happened.
y'

