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JAMES LOUIS GIDDINGS, III
Mt. Hope, Bristol, R.I.

FORM III: Cross Country, Winter Track, Spring Track, French Club.
FORM IV: Looking for Rocks.
FORM V: Cross Country, Winter Track, Letter in Spring Track,
French Club.

FORM VI: Letter in Cross Country, Letter in Winter Track, Letter in
Spring Track, Quaker, French Club.

Jim Giddings, somewhat overshadowed by
the wonderhorses in the past, came to the
forefront this year by being the first senior
to gain acceptance to college. Athletically he
earned himself three letters, two in track and
one in cross country. But most importantly,
Jim will be remembered as the shadowy
member of the class; between periods he had
the habit of furtively slinking along the
walls of Friends Hall from one dark corner
to the next, mysteriously clenching his brief­
case to his knee. This suspicious mannerism
caused Doc to wonder what was really in
that briefcase; but Jim, true to form, sus­
tained his heroic silence. Nevertheless, that
constant ticking from the back of French
class, although, partially camouflaged by
grinding sounds which Jim made on the
end of his pen with his teeth, frightened
Doc to the point of distraction. Jim may
never succeed in laying his tormentor low;
but he will always be remembered as Mon­
sieur le Tigre.

JOHN HENRY GORMLEY, JR.
100 Beacon Ave., Warwick Neck, R.I.

FORM III: Cross Country, Basketball, Spring Track, Chess Club,
Executive Committee of French Club.
FORM IV. Cross Country, Winter Track, Spring Track, French Club,
Junior Alliance.
FORM V. Cross Country, Winter Track, Spring Track, Quaker, East
Side YMCA, French Club, Junior Alliance.
FORM VI: Letter in Cross Country, Letter in Winter Track, Letter in
Spring Track, Associate Editor of Mosaic, Quaker, Rotarian Repre­
sentative, Tutoring, French Club, Junior Alliance.

Gullible Goofy Gormley is our Warwick
Necker. He drives a Cadillac, a T-Bird,
smokes, drinks, swears, and went to Europe
last summer. What the . . . is he doing
at Moses Brown? Well, it's been rumored
that he hates to study but loves to get good
marks. His carrel capers and honors standing
seem to bear this out. Who else could take
a thirty point drop in math with such out­
right high spirits? A goody-good at heart,
John tutored at Jenkins Street School, was
the Rotarian representative at the Biltmore
(he claims that school lunches had nothing
to do with it), and ran a good thousand for
Doc until he gleefully announced, "Eve got
a medical excuse. No kidneya!" John’s casual
attire, no-stretch sweat sox, a crazy hat, and
a goofy haircut, have made him a leader of
the M.B. grubs. Also, he is so forthright
himself that he will believe anything any­
body tells him. O.K., John, you’re going to
Yale!