Weber Made Me Proud Douglas W. Burnett '46 Weber College, 1944-46: Two great years filled with memories that were so choice for me. No one could have made me believe that a small, wartime student body like we had could have provided so many fun and lasting memories. Most of the buildings are now just history, but within their walls were experiences that shaped the lives of many of us. President Henry Aldous Dixon's advice at our freshman orientation assembly has never left my memory. "You are here at Weber not only to learn to make a living, but also to learn to make a life," he said. The privilege I had to be numbered with such a great student body and faculty contributed to my desire to strive to achieve the hope President Dixon had for all the students. Faculty members such as Reed Swenson, Roland Parry, J. Clair Anderson, Guy H. Hurst, Walter Buss, Leland Monson, Gladys Young, Orson Whitney Young, and M. Thatcher Allred, to name a few, were outstanding teachers. It was my great privilege to serve the student body as the president in the 1945-46 school year. Friendships were formed at Weber which are still dear to me. It was in a hall of the Moench Building where I met Jean Richardson, the girl who was to become my wife. What a sweetheart she has been for over fifty years. She is the greatest blessing I received during my two years at Weber. I am a proud Weber alumnus! President Dixon Fun in a Piper Cub Marvin E. Mumford '46 I am reminded of the time in the spring and summer of 1946 when in conjunction with Weber College a few students were allowed to take flying lessons. It started with those of us that had enlisted in the Army Air Corps to become pilots at the end of World War II. Because the war was over, we never received the flight training we coveted. We still harbored this desire to fly when we were discharged and returned to civilian life. As we en- rolled in college, we exercised our G. I. Bill of Rights, which granted us up to $500 per year for tuition. Since our tuition at Weber College was a great deal less than this, each of us had several hundred dollars unused allotment at the end of the school year. Someone at the Ogden Airport saw the opportunity to have us use this unused credit in taking flying lessons. So in conjunction with Weber College we were offered flying lessons paid for by the G. I. Bill until the excess or our unused allotment was exhausted. Of course, we could continue our lessons beyond that point at our own expense, but I am not aware of anyone who had the money to do this. Our first step in this program was to have several night classes to cover the ground school lessons. These were con- Piper Cub 48 ducted in the old Central Building during the spring quarter of 1946. After successfully passing the ground school lessons, we were instructed to make our own appointments with flight instructors at the Ogden Airport for the actual flying lessons. These were completed in the late spring and early summer of 1946. The training aircraft was a Piper Cub two-seater, which is about as small as you can get. It took anywhere from six to ten hours flying with the instructor before we were allowed to solo. Then it took about twenty-eight solo hours to qualify for a flying license (without passengers). I had enough excess G. I. Bill in 1946 to get about twenty hours total. At that point my money ran out, and I quit. As far as I know, most of the other fellows in the program did about the same as I did, although I suppose some may have gone on to get their flying license or even beyond that to get a commercial license. Although I never used this training for anything other than for the fun of flying, I have always been grateful for the chance to fly. I thoroughly enjoyed the experience and never again felt denied by not having been able to fly while in the service. Whenever two or more of us who participated in this program get together, or for that matter anyone who will listen, we have a great time telling our "flying aces" stories about flying those Piper Cubs. This was a great experience in my life. Buss's Bus Elese Marie Doxey McGavock '46 Weber State University was a junior college when we attended it in 1944 through 1946. We graduated with an associate degree. World War II was on, and most of the young men were off to war. We were all rushed by the different social units and encouraged to join one. The activities were organized through the Associated Women Students. Intramural sports between the social units were held every Friday afternoon. We all looked forward to the games. At the end of the year we had a Recognition Banquet. Best teams received recognition, and individual certificates were awarded. It was a gala affair. We all dressed in our formals and gathered at the Hotel Ben Lomond for the banquet. More fun! One of these banquets was not so great. It seems that everyone, except those who sat at the head table, got sick. The next day was Thursday, test day. Everyone had to go to school for tests, but it seemed no one could stay in class. Students were continually running to the rest rooms, which were crowded. Some of the girls were sick and were in the women's lounge in the gym. Couches were full, and some girls were on the floor. Oh, what a day! Oh - another great day - the first of the next week we all received our money back from the banquet. The school spirit at Weber College was something very special to all of us on campus. We knew everyone, and what wonderful camaraderie and friendship. We didn't have cars to get to school, so we walked or took the bus. Sometimes our folks would take us to school if we were lucky. What a glorious time! When Weber Junior College started in the fall of 1944, we were invited to go on the Flaming W hike. We all met at the Moench Building, and from there we were driven by car to the foothills to start the hike. Students who knew the path led the way. We hiked up to Mt. Ogden and then the face of it. There the brush was cut down, and a very large W made with rocks on each side of it. Some of the boys lit the W. It was flaming so all of the city of Ogden could see. We gathered around the flaming W and sang campfire songs and Weber songs. The school spirit was superb. Now it was getting late, and of course it was very dark because we had been looking at the fire. We had to get down off the mountain. We formed a chain of students, and every fifth one had a flashlight. We took it slowly, and everyone got down safely. Some stayed all night to be sure the fire was out. Oh, what wonderful The bus 49