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The echoes of the conductor's call rang above the chug- ging train which announced the debut of the Junior Follies, 1964. At last we saw our dream of a musical comedy become a vivid reality. We were overwhelmed by the great panorama in which Joyce's costuming, Jim and Mara's scenery, Dot- tie's make-up, Jeff's orchestra, and our own various contri- butions built into a whole that was larger than the sum of its parts. The music clicked, Sherry's dancers were syn- chronized, the chorus was in tune, and the characters had become real people. Forecrest college came alive that night. Tom, Bobbi and Mr. Tribby could breathe again as they saw the blood, sweat!- and tears of a whole class materialize into confidence and enthusiasm. When we sang the closing bars of "What a Credit," we realized that we were a credit to ourselves, to our class. In fact, for the first time, we WERE a class.