Adams Center High School - Hourglass Yearbook (Adams Center, NY)

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CLASS POEM We, the class of '55 Always awake, alert and alive. Do write our class poem for you to enjoy; And so, as usual, we begin with a boy. Charles Adner, with all his gray hairs. You bet they weren't caused by worries and cares. Lucy Besaw, a cheerful lass. With her determination, she's sure to pass. Bobby Avery, in his souped-up car. Driving it, he won't go far. Erma Blood, so quiet and smart. She and Janet will never part. Paul Bassette, Student Council Prez, Keep in line. he always says. Beth Brown has charge of our diminishing funds, When anyone calls, she always runs. Here comes Keith Clarke, an ex-marine. In English class, he lacks some steam. Emma Castor, with her hair of red. Will never regret the things she's said. Blond Jimmy Hazelwood, with all his curls. Is a symbol of joy to all the girls. Eileen Elmer, with her Dram-ah teaching. Helped make No More Homework a success without preaching. Dave Hewitt has a wonderful head, He won't leave Edith--he'd rather be dead! Janice Eveleigh, our history class star. With all her knowledge, she's bound to go far. Kenny Heath is a Watertown fan, There's someone there who says, That's my man! Arlene Glasier, with her good sense of humor. Will never be one to start a rumor. Dick Jones, with his quiet way. Would rather smoke his pipe any ole day. Here comes Fay Hasseler, o'er the world she'll roam. You can bet she'll never wind up in an Old Maid's home. Here's Homer Lamphear, the tease of the class. He thinks Barbie Servis is quite the lass. Small Joan Lennox, with all her tricks. Will leave a boy behind in the class of '56. Now Phil Lee, we think he's nice, He always volunteers to pick up our ice. Janet Marriott, a horse fan is she, Afraid of a horse, she'll never be. 15

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CLASS HISTORY One bright September morning in 1942, nine of our classmates trudged up the walk that paved the way to their place of learning. Eileen Elmer, Carol Parks, Carol Smith, Robert Avery, Paul Bassette, James Hazelwood, Kenneth Heath, Richard Jones, and James Ryder entered kindergarten under the super- vision of Mrs. Inez Edmonds that year. The end of sixth grade found the same classmates still together. By this time Janice Eveleigh, Joan Lennox, Monica Prouty, Norma Stevens, Charles Adner, David Hewitt, Richard Porter, Glenn Robbins, Robert Shepard, Walter Smith, and Jay Stone had joined us. As we entered junior high, our Rodman friends joined us-Erma Blood, Beth Brown, Emma Castor, Arlene Glasier, Janet Marriott, Homer Lamphear, Ed- ward McNeely, and Loved Reed. Lucille Besaw, Lenore Wilson, and Willard Wright came from other schools. Safely past our eighth grade regents we entered the corridors of Adams Center Central as freshmen. This year we elected officers as follows: Presi- dent, Richard Porter; Vice-President, Arlene Glasier, Secretary, Beth Brown, Treasurer, Kenneth Heath. Miss Edith Willman acted as advisor. Marjorie Smith joined us. In our tenth year officers were: President, David Hewitt; Vice-President, Sally Atwater;Secretary, Janice Eveleigh; Treasurer, Carol Parks. Miss Will- man was again our advisor. Our only new member was Barbara Richards. Our junior year found President, Richard Porter; Vice-President, Lenore Wilson; Secretary, Janice Eveleigh; Treasurer, Barbara Richards as officers. Our advisors were Miss Eleanor Greene and Mrs. Dorothy Brown. We presented a play, No More Homework . Cooperating with the seniors we presented a prom, Oriental Holiday , but the biggest thrill was obtaining our class rings. Fay Hasseler, Gartha Nugent and Fred Williams joined us. This, our final year, has concluded the most enjoyable of our school days. Officers were: President, Carol Parks; Vice-President, Walter Smith; Secre- tary, Janice Eveleigh; Treasurer, Beth Brown. Our advisors were the same as in our junior year. We presented a three-act comedy Buttered Side Up and a Christmas Pageant. Many hours were spent composing our yearbook. The high- light of this year was our trip to New York. As we separate and step into the world, may our memories of Adams Center Central School ever bind us together. 14

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From a big cloud of dust and an engine's loud beller. Walks Ed McNeely, he's a pretty good feller. Gartha Nugent, who everyone knows, Is sure to be found wherever Skip goes. Here comes Dick Porter, a Ford man is he. It goes pretty fast--he'll soon hit a tree! Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! The faster the better, There goes Carol Parks to the post office for a letter. Now comes a chap, Happy Reed is his name, It was in football that he made his fame. Monica Prouty, a fan of Sandy Creek, Ted and a scholarship in twirling she'll seek. Glenn Robbins, a trumpet he can play, Another Louis Armstrong! some people say. Here comes Barbie Richards, a sweet girl is she, When someone cracks a joke, she'll surely go tee-hee. Jimmy Ryder, with his bass voice. Makes This Ole House everyone's choice. Carol Smith, with her fella', Harv, Living on a farm, she'll never starve. Here comes the Shepard boy, whose first name is Bob, One thing certain, he isn't a snob. Here's Marge Smith, she's a smart little lass. She'll go to New York with the rest of the class. Walter Smith, tho' he's Diane's pride and joy. Is thought by everyone to be a very nice boy. Here's Norma Stevens, a cheerleader we all know, She's got vim and vigor and is always on the go. Jay Stone, Adams Center's mighty mite, To him, almost everything is all right. Here's Lenore Wilson, whose future has been set. She'll soon be mending for a farmer she's met. Fred Williams is a lucky guy, With his '55 Chevy, he'll surely get by. Willard Wright, one of the bashful few, There's never a day that he will rue. And so we say Good-bye to our high school days. To the boys and girls with their opposite ways. But then, of course, we know they'll mix In the grand old class of '56. Lenore Wilson Fay Hasseler