A Duet Became a Solo Marjorie Andelin Crittenden '42 When I think of Weber College, I am flooded with warm good feelings. We were all sort of acquainted with each other. We knew the teachers as well as our President, Dr. Dixon, personally. He was so approachable. When I wanted to drop a physics class so I could sing with the Musettes, I asked him, "Do you believe that man is that he might have joy?" He said "Yes," and I answered, "I will really get much more joy of singing than I will out of physics." He laughed and said "Yes." The Musettes were a group of pretty girls who sang on special occasions at the school and in the community. They were led by J. Clair Anderson, who played the organ beautifully. I desperately wanted to be part of that group. I had only one problem: I couldn't read music, but I could sing, and I could hear the harmony and learn it. I was afraid of a solo audition and made it known to J. Clair, as we all called him. At one assembly I was one of the girls who stood in front of the chorus and sang the Weber Anthem, "Purple and White." I loved that song and sang it with pride. After the assembly J. Clair came up to me and said, "You just made it into the Musettes." Another great memory was singing in Roland Parry's Christmas oratorio, A Child is Born. It has some extraordinary blending of voices and gorgeous music. Many of the songs had counter melodies that suddenly could be heard from different areas of the auditorium - from the sides, then the back, then the balcony. It was a great piece of music, and I am glad to have been a part of it. The cultural life of the college seemed to consume a lot of my time. The Art Department certainly did. I had been fortunate to have been taught in the public schools by some good teachers - B. Y. Andelin, LeConte Stewart, and Farrell Collett. When I started at Weber, I was surprised to find there was no Art Department. A few of the students, including Keith Wilcox, Walter Prothero, and me, got a petition circulating among the students asking that an Art Department be established and that Farrell Collett be the instructor. The petition proved successful, and a wonderful Art Department had its beginning. The Dance Department also gave me a great deal of pleasure. One particular dance I remember was performed at Ogden High School. I was dancing a duet with the instructor, Ida Stewart. I took quick glances at the other dancers to see if I was doing it right. In the middle of the dance I noticed that Ida had slipped off stage and I was dancing solo. At the very end Ida came back on stage, and we finished together. I asked her why she did that, and she told me, "If I had told you ahead of time, you would have worried and maybe have said no. But I knew you could do it, so I slipped out." The geology classes were memorable. I loved the field trips with Walter Buss and Orlo Childs. We took many to southern Utah. At the end of one trip to Bryce Canyon Dr. Buss asked for a term paper to be written describing the trip and the canyon. I asked him if I could paint my paper instead of writing it. He said yes, so I painted mine. And I still have it. Modern dance recital The solo dance 24 Words and Music Marjorie Andelin Crittenden '42 I recall with very strong feelings an assembly that was held in connection with the student body presidential election. At this time a very popular candidate was running for president. He was unopposed. Grant Neutaboom was a popular, talented, witty, attractive young man. He had been student body president of Ogden High and had a great following. His election to the office seemed "in the bag." I don't know who asked Mark Austad to run against Grant, but it was a wise choice. Mark was a new student at the college, having just returned from an L.D.S. mission. Mark had a beautiful speaking voice - low, vibrant, and commanding. We went to the assembly to hear the campaign speeches of the two candidates. We all knew how it would come out. There was no doubt in our minds. Grant was a good speaker - clever and funny with his delivery. After his speech, the applause was great. When Mark walked up to the front, there was a feeling of "What can he say to that?" There was silence - then J. Clair Anderson went to the organ and began playing "Purple and White." J. Clair Anderson had a way of making the organ talk. He could make people laugh or cry with his music. Mark, in his beautiful voice, recited - not sang -the words of "Purple and White." Before he was fin- ished, you could feel a wave of sentiment flood over the whole student body. It was so powerful that everyone knew before he had finished that he had won the election. Mark Austad Grant Neuteboom Hard Times but Good Memories Richard E. Skeen '42 I have wonderful memories of the two years that I went to Weber College, 1940 and 1941. I worked during the summer of 1939 at the college doing janitorial duties to earn my tuition. Times were hard and employment scarce. As I remember, tuition was $35.00 per quarter. I was able to work at the college to pay for the three quarters for the first year and was fortunate to have a scholarship for my sophomore year. Back in those hard times, there was a National Youth Association, which provided employment to youth trying to obtain an education. I was fortunate to work for Dr. Orson Whitney Young. Mayland Parker and I became close friends in Dr. Young's lab, where we took care of the dogs and cats used by the pre- med students. We had all kinds of experiences scraping flesh from cougars and other animals. We corrected exam papers and centrifuged samples that Dr. Young had collected for his doctor's degree. The pay of 30 cents per hour doesn't sound like much in these days, but it was a salvation back in the early forties. In my sophomore year, I had a choice experience in serving on the dance committee for Weber along with some great persons. It was fun to be involved, and we put on some outstanding dances. I believe what was so great was that the enrollment at Weber then was small, and we pretty well knew everyone in the freshman and sophomore classes. Richard Skeen 25