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Library Temple UnW«*J CenW Health Sciences TEMPLE UNIVERSITY SCHOOL OF MEDICINE Temple University Hospital Library Temple University Health Sciences Center September 6,1966-June 14,1970 four years is time... four years is work.. four years is happiness TEMPLE UNIVERSITY SCHOOL OF MEQWNE ADMINISTRATION OFFICES OFFICE OF THE OEM 1ST FL NORTH LIBRARIAN RMEtO OIR STUDENT LABORATORIES STUDENT ACTIVITIES LIBRARY 2ND FLOOR LECTURE ROOM A » * ' "• CASE STUDY RM A » B 1ST FL *£** RECEJVIH6 CLERK "'•:.:/"•." - our years is ^guC^^jMiwfeggiiwwiiiwiwawuitiiiiii change... Textbook of PEDIATRICS NELSON VAUGHAN i?«!^ •>/"•:'{€: - ft,.' •• McKAY I«?V, j- s ... V* . • !*« * mi • Ill NtNTMISmOH ILLJ EIGHTH EDITION •*'"<••' ~Z'A'7,~~;™Z?'rZrX.'V?i^:'' OAT T*\ T T^ in T> P N-ai»wy«wiww'<yiwwpitfea|b *• iMpm 4 :\i I II* I .:«. #3 % * but for the class of 1970, four years is just the beginning. ,-, ••-• 1 skull 1970 temple university school of medicine Philadelphia, Pennsylvania S93p$\f* ***** » ,\*\ S %* 5i^' •\v.. table of BwA. contents Dedication Carson D. Schneck, M.D., Ph.D i?:.^r fflfcfc Our four years Whither the class of 1970? by Alan G. Giberson, M.D. Seniors Hw Senior Directory Faculty and Administration Underclassmen Organizations Skull Staff -1970 Patrons and Advertising dedication Carson D. Schneck, M.D., Ph.D, Associate Professor of Anatomy It is apparent to any member of the audience that Carson Schneck loves to teach. He attacks the subject of the hour with enthusiasm and precision, creating in his students a basic understanding of certain com­ plex anatomical relationships. In time, the varied facets of the problem discussed fall into perspective and are absorbed by all present. Dr. Carson D. Schneck, a native of Allentown, Pennsylvania, is an alumnus of Muhlenberg College. He received his medical training at Temple University, graduating with high honors in 1959. After a year's rotating internship at Frankford Hospital, he returned to Temple to pursue a career in Anatomy. He added the rank of Ph.D. to his list of honors (1965) for his research on the development of the knee and ankle joints in rabbits. He and his wife, Freida, have been married for the past fourteen years, and they have two lovely daughters — Deborah, age ten, and Stephanie, age eight. The Schnecks currently reside outside Quakertown, Pennsylvania, in a home designed by Dr. Schneck himself. Dr. Schneck's involvement in education encompasses all aspects of medical training. As freshmen and juniors, we were thankful for his clinical approach to what could have been just pure anatomic detail. Our teacher's time, however, was shared with residents from nearly every clinical field, teaching various courses in Anatomy which he himself originated. Currently he is an active member of the Curriculum Committee, appointed to design methods of medical education for the future. What time remains to him is spent performing anatomical research. For his devotion and his genuine desire to teach us well, the Class of 1970 proudly dedicates its yearbook to Carson D. Schneck, M.D., Ph.D. our history of the class of 1970 And so they came. The products of many different environments, the prides of undergraduate colleges all across the nation, the physicians of tomorrow . they came. They came with their hopes, their fears, their dreams, and their drives. They came from around the world and around the corner, from down South and from down the street. They were young; they were tough; they were scared stiff! They began their stay at Temple with four calming days of Orientation. Picture the typical Freshman. Phi D. E. screamed into one ear; Phi Chi screamed into the other. Phi Rho told them that their house really wasn't that far away; Phi Bet., with its castle-like house, swore it would never fold; A.K.K. joined the others in glorifying the virtues of fraternalism. The upperclass- men told them that they didn't really need an embry­ ology book; Dr. Huber and the other anatomists swore that they did. Then the lines began — there were lines for registration, for buying books and white coats, for chest X-rays, photographs, Tine® tests, and bone boxes. They thought they were busy; but Med. School hadn't even started yet. That first day—September 6,1966 Charlie Alfano, Dan Bethem, and Lee Barnes register as freshmen at Temple WA-SAMA's busy rush campaign The National Boards weren't this tough! I ! Ned's mug shot You could tell that they were Freshmen on Monday morning because of the pride they showed in their new white coats; you could tell that they were Fresh­ men on Monday afternoon because of the Anatomy lab stench that exuded from their bodies. All except Mitch, whom you could tell at any time, because of the gold buttons and the green lapels on his white jacket. They settled into their daily Anatomy routine. Chief of the department and king of the "S's", "X's", and "U's", was John Franklin Huber, M.D., Ph.D, and close friend of Frank Netter. Using every means available to aid the class's comprehension of Anatomy, "Daddy" Huber tried TV, 3D, videotapes, and large group pres­ entations. They came; they listened; they tried; but there was no way that they could ever remember all those bronchopulmonary segments. However, they did retain the basic anatomical concepts: da head bone's connected to da neck bone, da neck bone's connected to da shoulder bone, etc. The tedium of Gross lecture was broken only by the tedium of the Gross lab. Dissection proceeded with some rules not included in the official dissection guide: "If you pulled on a structure and it broke, it was an artery; if it didn't break, it was a nerve; and if you couldn't find it, it would be on the next practical exam." Wmmmmmmm Embryology gave them an exercise in dexterity. Besides watching the blackboard and listening to Dr. Troyer, they had to choose the right colored pencil for the right germ layer, squeeze the label in with a suitable pen, underline the printed notes, and supplement them with meaningful additions. It was like trying to do the Cha-Cha on ice skates! Histology was a rerun for some and a bewilder­ ment for others. It was in Histology that they were introduced to the crucial decisions that they would be forced to make in managing some of their most critically ill patients: terminal ileum or proximal The Great Pumpkin arrives during Dr. Troyer's Histo. lecture colon?, parotid gland or pancreas?, pseudostratified ciliated columnar epithelium with goblet cells or simple columnar epithelium with brush border and fat droplets??? And to add to their hysteria, the dy­ namic duo of Bates and Troyer provided the Great Pumpkin, apple cider, and 400 color slides of Bubbles LaBust. The Histo. lab «—» Sg*eua, Christmas came and Histo. went. January started the "Year of the Obex"—Neuroanatomy. They had traced the various long tracts up toward the thal­ amus since September, wondering where they were all going to, and if it would be worth all that study to get there. Chapter 4 of Dr. Treux's tome brought tears to their eyes and caused fervent reading of that little yellow unofficial Neuro. text. And trivial CNS tidbits like the Nucleus of Darkschewitsch, the indusium griseum, and the H field of Forel became all important during the Neuro. tests (taken on browned brain sections because one of their num­ ber, in a mania over finally recognizing something on one of them, forgot to preserve them). In sum­ mary, it seemed cruel and inhuman at the time to force them to learn all of Neuro. in only 25 days. Looking back on it, though, they can be thankful it wasn't 26. A barrage of tests and a flurry of practicals signalled the end of Anatomy—time for them to bury their lab coats, bronze their Huber probes, and take their rubber brains out of the bathtub. anatomy Christmas party—1966 ODE TO THE CLASS OF 1970 At this time of the year, you've had mixed emotions About finishing Histo., with an eye toward promotions While a seasonal excitement is grasping the nation In anticipation of the events of Christmas vacation. Just think what will happen a week from today No borrowing from Peter, no Paul to pay No schedule to keep, no lecture, no test He Fassls his sleigh which is Carring-a-ton There are no courses, there's only rest. Loaded to the Stern with a Grossman Of toys for all kiddies who were Nise-en-feld You'll rediscover your family and friends He'd bring them LeBow and arrow and guelt. And for lack of letter writing, you'll make amends And I'm sure you'll try to forget the gaff And down the chimney he jumps with a crash Dished out this fall by the Anatomy Staff. As he lands aMong the Tuffiash He then fills each stocking with lots of pain But we caution you about totally abstaining To be sure each Liebergot a candy Kane. From the salient features of your Anatomy training Give some thought, when your date's by your side He then places his Hand beside his nose To the importance of Anatomy, it can be applied. And grabbing one of the fireplace Poles He ascends to his sleigh and before giving a sign And while you rest, we too will try He raises to his Lippins his Weinstein. To direct our thoughts and cast an eye Away from work and toward the reason Then he shouts on Ludivico, on Lubeck, on Mast and That signifies the Christmas Season.

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