Boardman High School - Crier Yearbook (Youngstown, OH)

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sENloRs it A A FLASHBACK Let us turn our calendar back into the Dark Ages . . . a Sep- tember morn in 1931. One hundred twenty little tots reluctantly left their mothers' hands to start their long anticipated adventure -SCHOOL. Of this number, forty-nine were destined to be mem- bers of twelve years standing in the class of '43. We sailed through the first eight years in a whirlwind of readin', writin', and 'rithmetic. Upon finding any spare time, we diligently mastered several extra-curricular activities, such as bub- ble blowing, paper wad shooting, rubber band snapping, and sly f??J note passing-all in all, we felt much accomplished when we were ready to cross the arch. With a mutual sigh of relief between teachers and students, our little brood, 163 strong, began a new life as Freshmen. Our frolicking in the halls was quickly subdued by all 5' 1 of the third floor chief, who put us in our' proper place Cthis all too often was studyhallj. Depending upon the course followed, we studiously en- deavored to master Latin verbs, mechanical drawing, or the sewing machine. We quickly learned that we no longer felt confident at test time-3 :OO A.M. cramming was in order six times a year. As Sophomores our social life broadened to include theater parties, dances, and scavenger hunts. We discarded those bother- some locks on our lockers and bravely went down the north stairs when it was more convenient . . . only to turn quickly and proceed with the crowd when we encountered Mr. Tidd. 1941, we held the rank of Juniors-upperclassmen to be sure!!! What!!! Still no escalators, but some other very promising improvements. A new department was added to help consume some of the surplus energy in the school, the girls' gym class. Sore mus- cles, stoved fingers, and straight hair were outgrowths of these periods. An imposing stadium was built to complement our fine football field. Of course everyone was proud of this addition, and the team had enthusiastic support from spirited fans. Not only the students now attended the games, but also Mother, Father, Neigh- bor, and everyone else in the community. Thus on to our last year. We, one hundred twenty-seven worldly-wise students, finally gained that goal toward which we had been striving for eleven years. We were the Seniors! ! ! !!

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NOW, VOYAGER WILFRED GLOVER Baby Dumplingn . . a third-termite . . but what an administration! When he yells, he yells like? . . champ miler in the state. Class President 2-3-4, Hi-Y 4, Foot- ball 2-4, Basketball 3-4, Track 1-2-3-4. MARILYN ANN DIVELBISS Dive . . vivacious lady . . most talkative senior . . simply craves dancing . . does her part in all school activities . . has a ripping part in the senior play. Bugle Staff 3-4, Executive Committee 3, Class Secretary 4, Senior Play 4, Stagecraft 2-3-4. FRED GREEN Chub . . casanova . . favorite sport-eating or thinking about chickens . . ambition: to be a forest ranger . . he wants to be alone. Class Vice President 3-4, Hi-Y 3-4, Annual Staff 3-4, Cheerleader 3-4, Cho- rus 3-4. BNETTY JEAN BROWN Brownie . . quarantined for her contagious hugh . . spontaneous . . Joan Davis type . . keeps the class books in the pink, Girl Reserve cabinet 1-2-3, Library Staff 2-3-4, Academic team 1, Class Treasurer 3-4, G.A.A. 3-4. Wilfred Cbetter known as Juniorl Glover served his third term as president of the class of '43, Assisting him were Fred Green, Vice Presi- dent, Marilyn Divelbiss, Secretary, and Betty Brown, Treasurer. We have crossed the bay, the ocean lies before us, was the class motto. Silver and blue were chosen as the class colors, and the red rose was the flower. . Suddenly, into our sheltered lives loomed the great world prob- lem-the war. It was a serious thing and a topic of deep discussion. To the fellows, the question of the teen-age draft was a pertinent one. The last semester we might have been rightfully accused of taking it easy, but the general feeling seemed to be all out for a good time. Other than this outbreak of Senioritis, an epidemic most dreaded by the faculty, our class was a healthy, normal group. In general, activities were carried on as usual. Pictures were taken for better or worse, announcements and cards were ordered, and -we sailed merrily on into May and a round of activities. On the lighter side were the Senior Play, parties, and the Prom where the class colors proved appropriate to carry out the timely patriotic decorations. The annual Senior chapel program was held, at which time the Senior his- tory, will, and prophecy were read. On the serious side were caps and gowns, baccalaureate, commencement, final partings . . . reluctant to leave but eager to begin anew-Farewell to the past! Hail to the fu- ture! May it hold happiness and success for all. 0