NiTTANY CUB
Established October 26.1948, as the official publication for tho
student body of Pennsylvania State University, Behxend Center,
Skis, Pennsylvania.
Published bi-weekly by the Bream Publishing Co.. North East,
Pwonzylvania-
Edifcor-in-Chlef . Betty Lou Seanor
Assistant Editors Evelyn Bernhard, Renita Zonarich
Business Manager Carole Lazarus
Photo Consultants Judy Thurbon, Norman Patterson
Sports Editors Ray Chop, Marion Rynd
Staff Writers Rita Anderson, Anne Blackman,
Ray Chop, Alexandra David, Lewis Gwin, Margery Heffner,
Elaine Hilbert, Ruth Jones, Catherine Spanbauer, Judy
Trench, Suzann Tully, Rose Dobbs, Jerry Mitchell.
It is time now as the end of the spring semester draws
nearer, to say, “Farewell.” It means not only bidding the col
lege itself “good-bye”, but also signifies the :f are wells to the
faculty and our friends. Like most -partings it rwonrt.-be-the
easiest task we could have.
Taking stock of the year, most of us will find that no
matter how glad we are that school’s out, we will miss some
thing about the place be it that chatter in the cafeteria
over early morning coffee, or discussing a problem with a
favorite professor, or just enjoying the rustic of the
campus.
Naturally Behrend has its disadvantages. We’re thefirst
to admit it. However, outweighing the inconveniences.;you’ve
suffered will be the pleasant memories the year has held.
The freshmen won’t ever forget orientation week, and every
one will recall the general confusion at registration. Then
too,- we’ll remember Homecoming, all of the dorm girl’s
parties, the Sno-Ball with it shimmering evergreen revolv
ing in the center of the dance floor, semester exams and those
surprise quizzes, the booths and colorful costumes of the
Mardi Gras, the general “let your hair down” atmosphere of
Sadie Hawkins Day, and now with the Spring Prom, will be
another memory to tuck somewhere in that memory cell and
bring’ out to examine later. Of course these aren’t the only
things we’ll want to store away for future reference just
a few of the highlights. We might add to the list the drama,
“Angel Street”, “Hearts In Harmony” the Valentine dance
sponsored by the Speech Clinic, the touching Christmas and
Easter plays, the sore muscles from Ph. Ed. classes, and final
ly Clean-up Day, which proved that we aren’t just “pencil
pushers.”
Yes, reviewing l some of the events, we can gather that
the year has. been full to overflowing, as a poet might say it.
For the majority of us, our good-byes will be almost final.
The Associate Degree graduates will be-taking their places
in industry, and many of the four year students will transfer
to main campufe or to other colleges. But wherever we go,
it will be impossible to forget this year at Behrend. For quite
a few, this was the first year of college or away from home.
At least, it was a new pattern of life for all of us.
Some of the friendships that sprang up will be lasting;
others will be remembered as only casual acquaintances.
We have had the advantage of a close student-teacher
relationship which we’ll miss sorely if we go to -a larger
school. And although complaints were loud and long about
going to a “country school”, most of us feel that the year
was profitable and wouldn’t change matters if we were given
the chance.
It’s Seen & wonderful year! Ups and downs? Yes, but
that’s life, isn’t it?
So we’ll not say farewell to Behrend Center as we see it
garbed how in the blossoms, flowers, and greenness of spring,
but just "an revoir", as the French would put it. ’Till we meet
again . . . Auf Wiedersehen ~ . Arriveveri .. . Adiois.. . .
So-long, Behrend.
Dear Editor,
After seven months and twenty
six days that comprise first hand
experience, I have come to the
firm conclusion that life in the
Behrend Center dormitory is com
parable to survival of the fittest.
To. survive,.an individual must be
either in excellent health, be ex
tremely lucky, or be a patron
saint.. As there are very few com
pletely healthy individuals, re
maining, . and even fewer patron
saints -in the B.C. Dorm, this lim-
Farewell ..,.
its the .situation to luck. As we all
know, there are two kinds of luck,
good and bad; and it is most as-'
suredly unfortunate .for any in
dividual who tarries longer than
ten o’clock to take her evening
shower. For mine times out of ten
there is no hot .water after nine
o’clock; nor warm water after 9:30,
or hike warm water after 9:45. Of
course, if the individual is ex r
tremely warm blooded, or a mem
ber in good standing of the Polar
Bear Club, this constitutes no dif-
THE NITTANY CUB
We Salute ...
“Here conies Mrs. L!”
This is a familiar cry as the
dorm girls scurry in all directions.
Some of them are beginning tc
wonder - how one person can be
in so many places at one time,
but even this has its advantages.
If you are looking for advice,
special dispensary service, a late
snack, a late permission for a
“special” reason, or a ride to
town, she is always willing to
help.
Helen Longnecker was born in
Shenango, Pa., but she. has spent
most of her life in Erie. She liv
ed at 926 East 30th Street until
the sudden death of her husband.
During this time she raised four
active children. At the present
time they are in various parts of
the country.
Of her three sons, the eldest,
Walter, is now district manager
of the Cleveland American Steel
and Wire Plants, Kenneth is a Lt.
Commander in the . Philippines,
and the youngest, Jack . . a Penn
State music graduate . . is work
ing in Hollywood. Her daughter
is married and lives in Franklin,
Pa.
Mrs. L. was very active in the
P.T.A. and was president of one
group for a year. She has been
at Behrend Center for eight years,
loves young people, and is very
fond of her work. Most .of- her
days are active, busy ones, of
course, with twenty-five “daugh
ters” to look after. She usually
spends her time off in Cleveland
or Franklin visiting her grand
children, or sometimes shopping
in Erie.
It isn’t often said, but every
one at Behrend, especially the
girls in the dorm, appreciate the
many things Mrs. L. does for
them.
ficulty. .And there are other little
nuisances in dormitory life. Just
think, we have to .be in when the
administration and house mother
crack the whip at night. Here I
thought we were to be considered
mature individuals once we go to
college, and would have sense
enough to know when to come in
during the evening hours. .But no,
we. still have to be wet-nursed
along, according to college stand
ards .of behavior.
. To continue with the advan
tages and joys -of dorm life. We
have all 'learned to fully appreci
ate Thomas Edison’s invention . .
the electric light. The modern
the. electric light. But until you’ve
tried to do your midnight-cram
ming by" candlelight, you ' don’t
appreciate “modem”,
electrical system.
However, when I mention these
Behrend Cent
By Sandy David
niterviewing Norm- Thomas
Kuda over the phone is quite an
experience, especially if he has
just'come from out of the Behrend
swimming pool and. has dripped
a stream of chlorinated water
through the cafeteria to answer
the call*. Giving him just five sec
onds to catch his breath, I start
ed with some usual questions of
an interview, but hardly received
conventional answers. Believe me,
Yogi Berra has nothing over this
boy for making with the remarks.
Some bits of information were
dropped in with his cute com
ments though, including that he
lives in Erie, attended East High
School, and is a D.D.T. student. (As
if we already didn’t know). When
I asked why he chose Behrend,
Norm answered, “I’m wondering
too.” But seriously, “Kuda” really
does like the school a great deal
and plans to come back next
semester. He did say that he’d
offer a 1000 words on improve
ments, but unfortunately we don’t
have enough room in this column
for the 1000 words.
Among the other tlungs that we
talked - about was Kuda’s car. If
you don’t know it' by now, it is
the ’49 black Ford with a green
front door and a left-handed gear
shift. He is quite proud of his
left-handed gear shift. And using
his car,, one of his present am-
MEET YOU
By Judith Trench
Can you imagine Marilyn Mon
roe scaring a man, and that man
admitting he couldn’t live up to
her? Well, we have that truthful,
person at Behrend, W. Lester
Richards, professor of industrial
engineering, hydraulics, mechan
ics, and industrial management.
Bom in the mountain town of
Hancock, Maryland, on November
27, 1901, our Mr. Richards went
barefoot until he was fifteen
years old. After attending Balti
more Polytechnic Institute in
Baltimore, Maryland, he entered
Annapolis Naval Academy, and
things to some of our GTs at
Behrend, veterans from days in
the armed forces of our country,
I get no sympathy- They really
mock me, perhaps even consider
me a spoiled youngster. “Hot wa
ter!” they say. “Who ever heard
of hot < water in the service, es
pecially in combat?” And then
they go on to point out their most:
pungent manner that they were
lucky to see fresh' water for days,
let alone have warm water for
cooking' and bathing purposes.
And Tolar Bear Club ... well,
from the way they talk, I wouldnfc
have .lasted a minute to those
chilling blasts during training
days in Alaska or even on the cold
plains of Texas at reveille.
And as to administration, and
house mother, "Good lord.” they
shout, “be glad you only-had. to
toe the mark for Mrs. XtongneeJtw
(our dorm mother) and
Kochel (our administrative dean)
instead of for a rugged sergeant.
-So, although I feel that my 240
days, in Behrend’s dormitory.have
been .hardship days, possibly! am
wrong. I never could figure out
why the alumnae dorm, girls at
Homecoming hastened back here.
But maybe' they.had somethtog
at that!
Sincerely, _
Dorm Dora
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bitions, excluding his. yearning to
be six feet tall, he wants to. break
the speed limit without being
caught.
Also thrown into our. conver
sation with the facts that Kuda
likes oranges, softball, milk (his
favorite drink), and Frank Sinatra
records, I learned that he has
a little sister with red hair and
that he once . rode , a horse.
When we . reached this point
Kuda said that..he!d better-hang
up because he was dripping wet
and it just, occurred to him.that
he might get a shock from hold
ing. the phone. And that concluded
our conversation.
FACULTY
graduated with a Bachelor of
Science degree in 1924. .Upon his
graduation, the navy sent him to
Ttensselaer Polytechnic Insti
tute, where in 1928 he obtained
his Civil and Master Degrees in
Engineering.
The day after graduation-from
the - Academy he married his wife,
Edna. Mr. Richards served thirty
years in the navy; He and his
family lived in'the Virgin Islands.
Hawaii, Islands to the Pacific,
Samoa, and New Caledonia, to
addition to several parts of the
United States. At the outbreak
of World War H to 1941, he was
stationed at Pearl Harbor.
Retiring as captain of the Civil
Engineering Corps to November.
1954, he then ..came to Behrend
Center. Their three, eons, the eld
est, an aviator, the. second, a.
doctor,, and the youngest, a Lfc.
J. G, in the Navy, are all mar-,
rled and live to various parte
of the country.
. Mr. Richarda is. the. proud -
grandfather, of five grandchildren.
The expressions, “Frankly” and
‘■lt’s -automatic” are often used
to^his, classes: If you would ask
ahy'.'-of'his students, you -would
discover that he is- one of their
favorite and most respected
feeaors. • - -• -* - -