"Professor Cooke will chase it through
With powerful equations;
While I, poor fool, with an old slide rule
Have mental lacerations.
'Alone, alone, all all alone,
Alone with an L R C.
I moan a tone in a microphone,
And I operate in Class B.
"I do not crab down in the lab,
Though the works as tough Tophet;
For Chaffee is the only God,
And Tatum is his prophet."
At this point one of the secretaries from Cruft went by. The man broke out his song and pursued the secretary with a baleful gleam in his eye. The two rounded the corner on the dead run; the secretary leading by a wave-length. He didn't see the finish, but there is no doubt that radio has a strange and sinister effect on a man.
While it is not very recent news, Lieutenant Ralph Colby of the staff is still wearing that proud father look since the birth of his daughter, Katherine Reed Colby, 8 1/4 pounds.
Ensign Coffee is relinquishing his post of executive officer of the Navy staff to Ensign Kinelski. But don't worry-- Ensign Coffee isn't leaving us, he's going to move out to the classroom and laboratory.
Next time you see Mr. Sidney Soloway, civilian member of the staff, look for a bride in his wake.