OCTOBER FOLEY-AGE AT ITS BEST

THE CLASS OF '38 already knows about this through its Alumni Fund news letter, The Pace Setter, edited by Robert E. Lang '38, graduate manager of student organizations. The item concerns Prof. Allen R. Foley '20, famous as an orator among students and alumni. As Bob Lang tells the story:

Last Sunday the great A1 and I were heading up towards the mountains when ... .in the village of Haverhill. . . .we were over-taken by a policeman who was doing 55....right through the town too! He asked for our credentials. .. .or rather Al's . .. .and was all set to write out a ticket, he having gotten to the taking-out-the-book- stage when our Historian started on a line sounding something like this "Well, you know officer, this is just a sample of our modern age. This never would have happened in the golden age of Greece nor in the slightly less attractive days of the Roman Empire. Nor, for that matter would it have occurred in the time of Charlemagne, nor in that of Victoria. But today everything is speed, speed, and more speed. The telegraph, the steam-ship, the airplane. .. .high powered motor cars. .. .our whole tempo is speeded up. And what of man during all of this.... helpless in the whirl which picks him up in a mass of activity, in which he looses his identity, his individuality, his judgment." "Officer," A1 Foley continued, "I didn't mean to be travelling at this speed. Deep down in my soul I knew I was erring. Deep down there I knew that perhaps some child would dart out of some happy h0me...." at this point the officer who had been standing with mouth and eyes wide open managed to stammer out, "You sound like a damned college professor." "That, sir, I am," replied Al. "Move along," said the law, "and never come through Haverhill again."