Albany Academy - Cue Yearbook (Albany, NY)

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Class History '43 May we first explain that from many and varied sources we have recently heard that we are and have been for some time considered a fine, even remarkable, class. Now, to the members themselves this seems at times most strange. Therefore it is with this surprising thing in mind that we now review highlights of our past history as members of. the class of '4-3. From now on, recall and remember. The whole thing started in l93l with first-grade sessions held in a brand new building on Academy Road-the first class to spend its entire life in the new plant. The beginning of that famous group of operettas brought us to the fore as the first of a long line of solid, female chorus gangs. We were the first to print a Prep News with a red cover, a truly marvelous thing backed up by fifty dollars' worth of advertising! The one thing we did miss was the merger-need more be said? Visions appeared of green-Clad girls running about the halls. Some liked the idea. We won't brand them here by giving names, but one can know instantly who the offenders were by a brief study of certain students, activities at dances and other like social affairs. Before continuing on to events which do not center so much in the advancement of the school but more on the life of the class, the question of the roster comes up as a necessary starting point. The original nucleus in ,151 consisted of but eight of those now amongst us: Spor , Hack , Slouse , Dat Democrat, Donald Shoren, Lazy Man, Walk , and Wee Willwy Gweewyn. To these was added Will'l Sill in the Second Grade, Sabu in the Third, 'fWoodiel' in the Fourth, and Mort', in the Fifth. Our last year as Lower Schoolers brought us R.C. , Beef Boyn, and two different I-Iarrys . Scared to death as Upper Schoolers, we were joined by The Wit, Pete ,'and Marv , Next came Claus and Big LaRRRH in the Second Form and Ack , The Militarist, Davyl', Arthurmometer , and Naggiel' in the Third. The Fourth Form swung into our line still more, Tomar',, Herb , and Gabby . And coming into the last stretch, we received R.P.',, Dirk , TonKie'l, 'KRosey , Pete T. , Fred'l, in the Fifth Form and f'Hanz,l, Ken'l, Ralph',, and ujohnnie-abb in the Sixth. There they are, folks-step right up, only one thin dime, they walk, they talk, and they wiggle. But, let us stop here and reminisce among some of our past experiences. The big night of The Mikadon had the humble chorus running down a little ramp onto the stage. How we did enjoy salaaming to the high muckie muck! No one could see us way back there so we had a great time chatting while the Mikado,, struttecl about with that little black tassel dangling before his noble face .... Then there was the annual picnic at Flat Rock. Good old Flat Rock with its many potholes! Un which we managed to swim. Look out, there's Miss Davenportlj Sixth Grade year, the big affair was held at a classmate's farm. We never could figure out why those people kept their horses right in the house with them .... Gad, but that doc', fellow could scare us! Remember that two-finger whistle he used to use to attract attention and that shiny pen and pencil set we gave him to inscribe his Gone with the Windy. The next year brought the Middle School arrangement with some of us with Mr. Crawford. I just took your picture, that'll be two goose eggs? 44 26 PP

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JONES-What a thrill to hear the basketball scores in that magnificent voice, which was trainedg for guide duty in the Wisconsin caves! Bob was the king of the punish- ment theme writers. His 'KWhat,' will long echo in our ears. KAHN'4Mr. Pike came here in the early 1920lsg Killerl' came about three years later. If the Navy sends him to college, it will be because he's too old for sea duty. KNUDSON- Whalcha doin', Knutie? Submarinin', Coachf, Lips is still working on his plan to repatriate the Negroes. MANG-'LTwang was the self-appointed class wolf. If he doesn,t fly a plane better than he drives a car, V-5 will make him an apprentice seaman. MEALY-The Admiral was introspective. He usually got his name on his paper in English though. MUIR-Bob and Ack have had some rare times. Now that he's a musician itls lucky a hiccough isn't audible on a saxaphone. NAGENGAST-Naggie had a good year, what with Acme and Bonnie, etc. RAPHAEL-Not everyone is aware that Raph was once deported from Canada. Guess the R.C..A.F. is struggling along without him. ROSENSTEIN-Rosey's senility kept him out of athletics, but it did not stop him from being the class lover. The girls must go for that lovely head of scalp. ROSENTHAL-The class hasn't yet gotten a look at That Queen From Sage . Rosey usually kept us amused during boring classes, SILL-Busy Bill was, amongst other things, the class' only Boy Scout. We wonder if he's got a Merit'Badge for those Forum Presentations and little introductions. SPORBORG-Hmmrnmmvw The class' most eligible bachelor ffor the next 60 yearsl. The owner of Sergeant, the only canine member of the A.A. student body. STEVENSQ Big Fred was the ambassador from Cuba. Some of us tried to teach him American customs at the Y.M.C.A. Wonder if I'll get my coat, my coat. TEBBUTT- Ichabod is one of the boys from Sleepy Hollow . Jack was strictly scholasticw, but did you ever wonder whether he's married? TEN EYCK- Cuban Pete, King of the Rumble Seat. No, sir, Pete's sometimes not as quiet as he seems. TONKS-Bruce is our country lad fBurnt Hillsl. We never could get him to stay in chapel, Q'I'm TONXY, Bruce always came through with a question for the speakers. VAN INGEN-Dirk was about the fastest man in Albany Kon the track of coursej. He used to have some rare times in Vermont. WALKER-Weill long remember the day when Bill had us down for overnight. As far as we know, he's still paying the bills-the cop was nice though. WELTMAN-just ask the Colonel what he thought of light-tank-Herb-the-Weltlsi' deter- mined dash down the basketball Hoor. His long range shots weren't bad. WISE-Here's the biggest faker the basketball team ever had ffrom the coachj. Trouble with Adkins caused the crimson-jacketed champ,' to relax in rug cutting on weekends. UAW, don't watchf, WILBERSI, Toma Wilber, . . . ah, yes, Wild Boar. Tom wanted to use a front lawn for a bowling green one night, so he brought along his own ball fcannon, not bowlingl. WOODWARD-Woodie gets our vote for the first to be married. After becoming Major, Woodie got to be quite an orator with those impassioned speeches in chapel. if 25 77

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Recall the Lower and Middle school exhibitions. Wand drill, that funny light on the gym ceiling as the hand flashlights went to work. Red and Black competition was hotly contested! The decathlon tests, kicking soccer ball and throwing the football at a target on the grandstand .... Our first year at drill with the wonderful Cooperstown baseball trip and 125th Anniversary won't be hard to remember. Bus number 182 and bus number 179 just never got there, and yet one occasionally sees them still in service on Clinton Avenue. The Lost Battalionh was really something! Historical Episodes, a School and a Cityfl Picture the Armory as it was, the huge blue curtain right down the middle, row upon row of costumes in back of it fgreat confusionj, seats for thousands in front of it. The Mayor and the newsreel cameraman, our pictures on the screen at the Strand. In connection with the same celebration, there was a plaque unveiled on State Street hill with the Battalion standing at Parade Restl'-those in the shade of the building were all right, but those in the sun dropped like flies into lVIr. Colton's waiting arms. That line of alumni at the Competitive Drill was an awe-inspiring sight, to say the least, as was the stern-eyed Major- General who reviewed us that day, tripping gayly about the field to the strains of the special Adams' Tenth Infantry number, Ti-pi-ti-pi-tin . Also around that time, the school was rocked by a terrific exposion, bringing us all to the locker room only to see 'lBenny stooped over a steaming, gaping hole in the Sergeant-lVIajor's locker where the salute cannon, fully charged, had been placed .... Of course, Guidon drill must be mentioned. If ya don't wanna kiss the floor, just wiggle your toes and keep your eyes movin? Good advice, but we still keeled over, especially at the dress rehearsal. The music always messes things up in some way every year CAdams againl. Along this line, consider the parades. Blast the horses! Here comes C.B.A. That long wait every year. Cold on Armistice Day and hot on Memorial Day.'. . . Dance decorating has been a specialty for us. Thatis why we weren't oujselves at the dance itself. Hlilverybody bring 'their Ccommon mistakej chairs across the hall into the playroomf' '4Easy on the tables, watch out for the bulbs! 'lShould we string this stuff across or down? The Christmas dance with greens for natural decorations was 2. honey tif you had the right gall .... The banquets are something to look back on. There was a particular waiter at Keeler's with one of those jaws which almost disappears when the mouth closes. He always provided some comical relief in a most considerate manner to add to the general enjoyment in spite of the run-of-the-mill after dinner jokes. Football banquets are great and more so with undefeated season to boast. Recall the teams, the many trips, the games themselves, and all the locker room talk which goes along to boost moral-not that we ever needed too much of that .... In the away-from-Albany-activities slip, the word Hplacidl, is an important one. Activities there were many and varied, among them being a sport called hockey Cand in an Olympic arena, ice like glassj. That's a long walk across the lake in the dead of night. The Club is quite the place, bringing forth excursions which in turn bring phrases like: Cattle boat Sullivann and Snetingger . . . . Think of our times in the chapel. Sometimes taking in special Foruml' features but more often just sitting there. Announcements from the floor , 'fMajor-Mr. Coltonl' Drill, song books, Fire drills, air raid, Last Saturday night the . . . team defeated . . . by a score of . . . Remember the various stages of our piano playing excellence? . . . Brad Weaveris speedy green truck, Murph and fights ,with same, Mr. Lindsey's CoooSIN!'l, Mr. Colton's graceful love taps and leg-breaking classes, Mr. Pike's Cue3f arguments, Mr. Midgleyls udouble-barreled jassacksn, Mr. Sharp's extremely hard-to-get French jokes, Mr. Webber's Quiet dogs!',, and the heaclmasterls Now my boy. . . . Well, there's a starter. With your mind wound up on the matter, it's an easy matter to think up more and then more yet. Recall such incidents when you can and enjoy them over again. When you do, don't forget The Ofliceris Ballu or the Sixth Form dance or graduation. 4427 D