and Photos from the Past
(A "Blast from the Past," Posted by Roger Vaglia)
'55 Eleven Meets Brown Freshman Team Today at 2
Published: Saturday, October 20, 1951
Coach Bob Margarita's Yardling football squad, hampered by injuries,
will meet Brown's freshman team at 2 p.m. today on Soldiers Field.
Early in the week, the Crimson freshmen lost two linemen during
a brief workout with the varsity eleven. Guard Herb Grossman
and center Roger Vaglia both suffered broken ankles.
The freshmen, who have lost two straight, to Andover, 14 to 0, and
against Worcester Academy, 13 to 0, have been concentrating on their
offense in practice. The defensive line has continued to show strength,
notably in a workout against the varsity.
Margarita plans to start Tim Anderson, newly-elected captain
of the '55 team, at right guard. Phil Perera will open the
game at left guard, and the rest of the line shapes up with Stan
Pfahl and Bernie Kafka at tackles, Bob Corcoran
and Joe Ross at the ends, and Bill Toohey, a defensive
stand-out, at center. Paul Murphy will be the starting quarterback,
with Frank White and Dave Bicks at the halfback positions,
and Bob Albert at fullback.
So far, Margarita's policy of free substitution has failed to produce
an effective attack. In two contests, the freshmen have not scored,
due mainly to the lack of club speed and an effective pass combination.
"1955 Freshman Union Committee"
How many names can you remember?
Contact your Class Secretary (email@example.com)
with your thoughts.We need the names for the Class archives.
Comments made in the year 1955! (Submitted
by your Class Secretary)
I'll tell you one thing, if things
keep going the way they are, it's going to be impossible to buy
a week's groceries for $10.00.
Have you seen the new cars coming out next year?
It won't be long before $1,000.00 will only buy a used one.
If cigarettes keep going up in price, I'm going
to quit. 20 cents a pack is ridiculous.
Did you hear the post office is thinking about
charging 7 cents just to mail a letter.
If they raise the minimum wage to $1.00, nobody
will be able to hire outside help at the store.
When I first started driving, who would have thought
gas would someday cost 25 cents a gallon. Guess we'd be better off
leaving the car in the garage.
I'm afraid to send my kids to the movies any more
ever since they let Clark Gable get by with saying DAMN in GONE
WITH THE WIND, it seems every new movie has either HELL or DAMN
I read the other day where some scientist thinks
it's possible to put a man on the moon by the end of the century.
They even have some fellows they call astronauts preparing for it
down in Texas.
Did you see where some baseball player just signed
a contract for $50,000 a year just to play ball? It wouldn't surprise
me if someday they'll be making more than the President.
I never thought I'd see the day all our kitchen
appliances would be electric. They are even making electric typewriters
It's too bad things are so tough nowadays. I see
where a few married women are having to work to make ends meet..
It won't be long before young couples are going
to have to hire someone to watch their kids so they can both work.
I''m afraid the Volkswagen car is going to open
the door to a whole lot of foreign business.
Thank goodness I won't live to see the day when
the Government takes half our income in taxes. I sometimes wonder
if we are electing the best people to government.
The drive-in restaurant is convenient in nice weather,
but I seriously doubt they will ever catch on.
There is no sense going on short trips anymore
for a weekend, it costs nearly $2.00 a night to stay in a hotel.
No one can afford to be sick anymore, at $15.00
a day in the hospital, it's too rich for my blood.
If they think I'll pay 30 cents for a haircut,
04/06/10 (Copyright Harvard Crimson):
College Plans Normal Class of '55
NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED
Published: Friday, March 09, 1951
Draft fears have not caused the College to expand
the size of next fall's freshman class, Richard M. Gummere, chairman
of Committee on Admissions, announced yesterday.
Even though selective service is expected to cut
down the number of upperclassmen in the College, Harvard only wants
the usual 1,100 in the Class of 1955, Gummere added.
He said that because of the possible 18-year-old
draft the admissions committee did not know yet how many additional
acceptances would go out to insure that 1,100 freshmen register
here in September.
Even in normal times the College accepts extra men
in the spring to allow for shrinkage over the summer as men decide
to go to other colleges or cannot come to college for personal reasons.
The Class of '52 was about 200 larger than normal
when it entered in the fall of 1948 because the draft that year
had not taken any students and prosperous times meant that fewer
men had to withdraw for financial reasons.
Most Harvard applicants will hear from the College
shortly after May 8, and those accepted will have until May 21 to
notify Harvard whether they are coming in September.
Feltman Leads Dartmouth
to 2-1 Victory Over '55 Baseball Team
Published by the Harvard Crimson On Thursday, May
08, 1952 12:00 AM
By DAVID L. HALBERSTAM
Bob Feltman, a 5 foot 11 inch righthander, completely
overpowered the freshman baseball team yesterday afternoon at Soldiers
Field as he struck out 21 Yardlings to lead the Dartmouth freshmen
to a 2 to 1 win. Getting stronger as the day grew colder and the
winds blew harder, Feltman pitched the last four innings, without
giving up a hit, and striking out nine.
The Crimson jumped off to a 1 to 0 second inning
lead when third baseman Jimmy Rahal opened with a single
to left. Feltman walked rightfielder Paul Bivona and both
runners advanced on a passed ball. Garr Cranney walked, loading
the bases. Rahal scored when left fielder Ted Cooney hit
into a force at second.
Dartmouth scored their two decisive runs in the
fourth inning. Lead-off batter Bill Contini reached second when
his grounder to second was thrown wildly to first by Joe Conzelman,
and George MacDonald, backing up, threw wild to second. Contini
scored on John Mansfield's long double to left center field. Mansfield
went to third on a wild pitch and scored when shortstop Paul
Murphy booted Scot Gerrish's grounder.
Andy Ward went all the way for the Yardlings,
striking out nine and allowing only one earned run. Poor fielding
and lack of clutch hitting hurt Ward's chances, the Crimson making
five errors and stranding 13 men.
The IVY ORATION - 1955
The Ivy Orator, F.M. Kimball, first apologized
to President Pusey and Dean McGeorge Bundy, Yale40, who were
sitting near him, for not knowing what he was about to say. He held
a sealed document that he said contained the results, just disgorged
by the Mark II computer, of a 650 million dollar foundation grant
to Harvard to find a way to preserve "the Dignity of Man on
a Shrinking Planet in an Expanding Universe." The study had
absorbed the attention of the entire university for four years and
only the computer knew what had been learned. Kimball unsealed the
envelope and read.
Widener Library fines .....................$ 5.85
Natural Science Field Trip, Revere Beach...$ 2.00
Board through end of term..................$174.50
This was not the Ivy Oration but someones
term bill - the machines were used for everything. He found the
correct document and started again.
The Dignity of Man and his degree of civilization
varies directly as the cube root of the privacy of his bathrooms.
The continued primacy of Harvard College depends upon her immediate
attention to this matter. The dignity of her graduates and the intimacy
of her johns are inseparable, just as the decay of the ancient Minoan
civilization, with its first flush plumbing, was a harbinger of
the decline of the Mediterranean empires. The Dark Ages are distinguished
by the absence of plumbing fixtures which fostered Asceticism and
soon people were being sewn permanently into their clothing, like
the Eskimo, since there was nothing to do undressed. The Renaissance
properly begins with Leonardos re-invention of the bathtub
which accounts for water as a symbol of rejuvenation. People once
again began to remove their clothes and soon occurred the inevitable
flowering of Art.
Opponents of this interpretation argue that the
Roman empire collapsed precisely because citizen-hedonists lolled
in their baths instead of rushing to repulse the Hun at the door.
This is an example of the abuse of the bathroom and is the most
serious error a civilization can make. Consider our recent enemy,
the Japanese, who abused the bath by filling it with Geisha girls,
toy submarines and paper flowers that grow out of shells. Only ruin
follows this sort of decadence.
The superiority of Harvard over her sister institutions
is a result of sound toilet training. Barbarism in North America,
unlike Europe, tends to increase toward the Equator. A cursory inspection
of bathrooms at Princeton reveals an institution wholly abandoned
to the odious Prussian doctrine of compulsory fraternization. Communal
facilities located in dormitory basements are constructed without
doors or shower curtains. The mortise marks of prior hinges on john
stalls prove they were removed by President Wilson who, after he
had tyrannized Princetons toilet habits with his doctrine
of "open covenants openly arrived at," later attempted
to create a foreign policy for this country from the same shoddy
materials. Both applica-tions led to disaster and he died reviled.
At present the only toilet with a door at Princeton is in the Firestone
Library, their single compromise to the meditative life.
As we move north the situation moderates. At Yale
each floor of a college dormitory has its own bathroom, enforcing
the fraternity of only eight men over Princetons forty or
more. Yale supplies doors and shower curtains and, in its middle
of the road fashion, pretends to some enlightenment.
We do not need to be informed of the splendid provisions
that obtain in the Harvard Houses, yet as Dr. Johnson advises, it
is well we are reminded. Familiarity with the private bathrooms
in each suite has bred contempt, rather than that jealous affection
these facilities demand and deserve. It is the private john that
has forged the dignity of the Harvard man: so quiet, aloof, somewhat
diffident among company - he is an individual, given to that timeless
brooding and creative reflection acquired only in the tranquillity
of his own toilet, among his own books and bric a brac. Yet he is
also a man of action, independent and resourceful, for he must purchase
his own toilet paper, and thus learn, through doing, the economy
that supports his repose. A private john is no ivory tower.
But are any of us surprised that this great institution
is imperiled? The bedrock of dignity and individualism is under
attack; conformism is creeping from the south. Sweeping reforms
out of University Hall, the transparent sabotage of the Yaleman
sitting to my right, have struck a near fatal blow. The traditional
guardians of our bathrooms, the biddies, are being retired and replaced
by crews of impersonal agents, disguised as student porters, who
descend with converted flame-throwers to spray a noxious compound
into our retreats, rendering them more odiferous and less hospitable
than a subway lavatory. By the sheer stink of the cleaning, Harvard
men are being flushed from their bathrooms and forced to meet their
roommates. This is only the beginning, yet the terrible end is clearly
in sight, for consider, if you can, that the incoming Class of 1959
will be holding its 25th reunion in 1984.
How many of the 1955 Harvard freshmen
indoor track team can you identify?
Harvard 1955 Freshman Indoor Track Team
Back row: (L to R) Charlie Arena, Oliver
Wadsworth, Bruce Dixon, Dimitri Nabokov, Sewell
Hayes, "Blair" Clark, Roger Gratwick,
David Ingle, Frank Nahigian
Standing: Bill McCurdy (Coach), Bill Chrisman, Carl Goldman,
Al Rowlings, Bill Zwilling, "Sonny" Templeton,.
Zeke Hicks, George Vaillant, Arnold Howe, Dudley
Seated: Frank White, Peter Coker, Bob Rittenburg,
Paul Grand, Alan Howe (Capt.), Renny Little,
Herb Collins, John MacFarland, John Tilton
Front row: Bill Amory, Peter Rich, Jim Pates,
Clio Harper, Bud Helfant, Bob Leary, Marsh