Established October 26, 1948, as tile official publication for the
student body of Pennsylvania State College, Behrend Center.
Erie, Pennsylvania.
Published by the Breeze Publishing Co., North East,
Pa.
Editor in Chief
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Assistant Editor
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Bob Detisch, Charlotte
Gornall, Pat Ingersoll,
Eisenberg.
Welcome, Alumni!
A time honored tradition in most institutions of higher
learning, is the celebration of homecoming. Behrend Center
is no exception to this unwritten rule. Each year, the loyal
alumni and students gather on our beautiful campus for the
fun filled activities which a homecoming represents. Home
coming is always a heart warming experience, for it is at
this time that one renews old friendships and makes new
ones.
This is especially true in a small college such as ours. It
is wonderful to think of the advances Behrend has made in
the past seven years. From a small, obscure center of Penn
State, it has risen to the high caliber it is today. This rise
in status is due greatly to the untiring efforts of its alumni
and its students. For without their help, Behrend traditions
and goals could not have been spread throughout this area
and the state.
We have come to know and love our campus, with its
wooded slopes and racing streams, and strive to place it be
fore the public at all times. The increased enrollments over
the years is proof of the effect of our work.
The traditions formed by the first class of Behrend
Center in 1948, have been faithfully carried on by each suc
ceeding class. Since Behrend first opened its doors to admit
students many changes have been accomplished, and it is
the hope of this year’s class that, we may add to the glory
that you, the alumni, have brought to the Center campus.
So it is for the sixth consecutive year, the faculty and
-students of Behrend Center once again- welcome the alumni
and graduates. We hope that this weekend will be as well
remembered as all the other homecoming weekends at Beh
rend have been.
Give Thanks For Freedom ...
In 1621, when the Pilgrims
feasted at the first Thanksgiving
to celebrate their first harvest in
the new world, little did they
think that they would start an
annual holiday here in America,
the land of the free.
America, the land of the free!
That’s a startling statement, isn’t
it? We have many freedoms. We
are allowed to choose our friends,
our school, our church, and count
less other things. The loss of one
or more of these freedoms would
make us realize how dear they
are to us.
The freedom to choose our own
school was exercised when we
EDITORIAL SHORTS
Congratulations are in order to all the students who
drive to school. The order that has been kept in the parking
lot is a huge improvement over the first few days of school.
The crowded conditions are not conducive to even tempers,
but steps are being taken to alleviate the disadvantages.
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“The last rose of summer, left blooming alone.” This
old saying should read—“ Leave the last Tose of summer
blooming, even if it is alone.” The-wilful destruction of trees,
shrubs, flowers, or grass on University property should have
as its punishment, the replacement of these decorations by
the guilty party, using his own money.
NITTANy CUB
Jack Rimp, Jody Borkowski
Natalie Kobasa
Mary Jane Brown
: Tupitza, Mr. Norman Patterson
Diane Fagan, Sonya Weidner,
Flack, Nancy Hendershot, Bob
Rodney Beals, Bill Loell, Jane
chose Behrend Center to begin
our college career. We also have
the freedom to receive much need
ed vacations during the school
year. To many ef the students,
Thanksgiving vacation will mean
four days of sleeping late, for
getting studies, and general loaf
ing. Then, on the fifth day, they
will scramble to retrieve discard
ed textbooks, and complete holi-
day assignments.
But Thanksgiving Day is what
it says—a day of giving thanks.
So, take a few minutes on Novem
ber 24 and give thanks, Behrend
ites, for the many freedoms and
the good things that you have!
Dorothy Kaliszewski
Jan Jackson
Robert Heater
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THE NITTANY CUB
AROUND THE
FIREPLUG ....
By Chenne
(canine’s gift to mankind)
“I think that I shall never-see,
anything so lovely as a tree.” You
know, that man Kilmer was really
with it. My true poetic preference,
however, lies with the poem “The
Fire Hydrant,” written toy the
famous Danish poet St. Bernard.
Moderns, of course, call him “the
Great Dane.” Oh well, enough,
of this metrical nonsense; it’s
about time we had a little
prose from the one who knows, so
here goes.
I happened to be under the sofa
in Student Council meeting the
other day and heard Sally Stauf
fer and Herb Hanson whispering
sweet nothings to each other be
tween giggles.
And one day last week I hap
pened to toe out in North East
seeing what I could get off the
grape-vine and I almost got run
over by some would-be Behrend
Center cowhands. I just got a
dog’s eye view of things, but I
couldn’t help growling a chuckle
when Don Catlin got on a horse
backwards and thought he had a
headless horse.
That wasn’t bad enough. When
the owner, Mr. Hopkins, told Pat
Stocker that one of the horses
had a loose shoe, she bent over to
tie it. That’s the way Pat helps
the basketball team, too, I hear.
And good ole Val Meals thought
her pony (they put her on a
pony?) was a female because it
was such a good mudder. Sorry
to give you fine readers (sure you
are) such dog-eared old puns, but
the editors cut my salary since
Jody (the math whiz) Borkowski
took home that pup. It gets all my
bones now. :
Well, riders, I imagine these
Behrend Center westerners -will
know their oats toy the time they’re
seniors (which will be quite a few
semesters from now, I' suppose).
By cracky, Nat Kobasa has fi
nally lassoed some poor defense
less male. And Max Peoples hasn’t
slept a night since. There are still
plenty left, Max; don’t be too
upset.
Hiyo, Silver! Whitney (Babs
Hutton) White has struck again.
This time Jack Murray is the vic
tim. Arizona is sooo far away. Arf!
Arf!
Ay, are the girls in cell block
ten alive (south side of the
Dorm)? I’ve heard that most of
them take Serutan regularly.
Of course Venice (that’s Venus
with arms, fellows), Ardelle (she’s
the pepper-haired blusher), and
Bonnie (Pitcairn’s gift to Beh
rend) are probably the quiet dan
gerous type.
Sniffing around campus the
other day, I ran across Mugs
Metz, Lefty Yeager, Chip Chappel,
and Whitey Detisch writing up
the week’s football pools. Look
out for Verga, gang!
Just as I was feeling so blue be
cause Carl Anderson has quieted
down this year v (so these §ophs
tell me), my spirits were perked
up toy Charlie “Liberace” Agnew
who seems to have finally master
ed Chop Sticks. Move over, please,
Miss Guerin.
And have you seen those shame
ful cartoons Dennis (A 1 Capp)
Polatas has been passing around
the cafeteria? Here comes the ad
ministration, Dennis.
Ronnie Thomas, the buffoon of
German class, might be better
off if he would do a little home
work instead of such jesting. And
speaking of characters, where did
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MEET YO
As our faculty personality of
this issue, we present Mr. Ernest
E. Fryer, instructor of clinical
speech at Behrend Center. Mr.
Fryer was bom in Boyertown,
Pennsylvania, the same city that
Mr. Kochel was bom in.
Mr. Fryer received his bachelor’s
degree in clinical speech in Lock
Haven, Pa., his master’s degree a,t
the Pennsylvania State University,
and is presently working for his
doctorate. Along with his major in
clinical speech, he is also minor
ing in clinical psychology.
During World War H, he spent
three years in the Pacific with
the Fifth Air Force. A memorable
experience, of his service career
was a talk with his boyhood idol,
Charles Lindberg. Mr. Lindberg'
was visiting the Pacific area at
that time as a technical repre
sentative for an aircraft company.
Mr. Lindberg, the first pilot to
fly the Atlantic, solo and non
stop in 1927, had impressed Mr.
Fryer as a young man to such an
extent that he worked part-time
as a civilian pilot. An amusing
situation developed from this par
ticular kind of job. Mr. Fryer’s
friends used to say that he was
the only man they knew of who
courted his sweetheart by air and
got paid for it. Mrs. Fryer was
then studying for her bachelor’s
degree in home economics at Ok
lahoma A & M, and Mr. Fryer
was studying at Penn State. He
made flights across the country
to his appointed destinations and
then would fly to Oklahoma just
to see her. The trips were not in
vain, for now Mr. and Mrs. Fryer'’
reside on Behrend Campus and
have two fine children, Alan and
Linda.
BEHREND CENTER PRESENTS...
One of Behrend’s outstanding
personalities is Diane “Dee” Pa
gan, a blonde, blue-eyed co-ed of
the class of ’5B. Diane first saw
the light of day on January 29,
1937. This event took place in Erie,
and this has ibeen her home ever
Diane is a 1954 graduate of
Academy High School; and, while
there, she naturally took an ac
tive part in the two consuming
interests in her life: dramatics
and music. She starred in the sen
ior class play, and she played a
violin in the Academy orchestra.
After graduation in 1954, Diane
selected Behrend Center as- the
college of her choice. She intends
to finish her first year here, and
then transfer to the main campus
at State College to major in dra
matics.
In connection with this interest,
she has been hard at work per
fecting the, part of “Olivia” .in
the forthcoming production of
“Night Must Fall.” Eventually
Diane hopes to enter the television
field or to do work on the stage.
Realizing that this will require
concentrated study and practice,
she had been studying at the Erie
Playhouse as a member of the
student theater for the past two
years; -and, upon transferring to
State, she will continue her stud
ies there.
In addition to her activities in
the theater arts, Diane is a mem
ber of the “Cub” staff; she and
Nat Kobasa combine their talents
in writing the Behrend column
for the Erie Sunday Times; she
is a soprano in the Center’s chor
us; and she is a member, of the
cheerleading squad.
FACULTY
Mr. Fryer
Mr. Fryer is a member of the
American Speech and Hearing As
sociation; and holds an honor
membership of the Sigma Alpha
Eta, a professional and national
speech group. Upon closer in
spection, this Sigma Alpha Eta
group is one with high standards
considering that an excellent
scholarship, clinical excellence
(which-means working with peo
ple), and contributions to the
field of clinical speech are all re
quired for membership.
Mr. Fryer loves seafood and re
calls many happy’days in the past
when he went deep-sea fishing,
and clam and crab digging with
his father.
•‘Conquer fear by doing” people
often hear him say, and in con
sideration of Mr. Fryer’s charm
antj good humor, we appreciate
the good work he is doing in the
field of clinical speech and vo-.
cational -guidance for speech
handicapped students.
Miss Fagan
She prefers music in a popular
vein, and is most happy when
hearing the orchestra of Glenn
Miller or the vocalizing of Eddie
Fisher. Other leisure time ac
tivities include dancing and swim
ming, and the watching of : a good
football or basketball game.
-Her likes in food are slightly
unusual—cherry . pie and pizza
rating high on her list. She also
likes to curl up with a good Perry
Mason mystery or a novel by
Daphne du Maurier, but her fav
orite book is Margaret Mitchell’s
“Gone With The Wind.”
On campus, she can usually be
found in .'the girls’ dorm, jitter
bugging , loafing, or gabbing with
her friends, Patty, “Muggsy,” Sal
ly, Diane,; and Jet. .
. A girl wiio knows what she
wants in life and is willing to
work for it is Behrend’s Diane
Fagan. *