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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.


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