Central High School - Blue and White / Pnalka Yearbook (Springfield, MA)

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aero eo “And here comes the Harvard team. ‘Their suits fit so well they must have been styled by PEG WEBER. “Heavens, my time must be getting short. There are still hundreds of people coming through the portals. Some of my sister committee-women on the National Board for the Curing of Blasphemy and Other Vices have just arrived. Yes, there's RutH RocHForD. GINGER BUGBEE, FRANCES STEPATH, and IRVING Sisson. Pardon me, ladies and gentlemen, that last name was an error. I mean AUDREY TINGLEY, who offered such valuable suggestion in our last campaign against high school sororities — and Betty STEPHEN- SON, EpDITH WEAKE, and HELEN Hosmer. Pst — they must have convinced their husbands to take a trip to Europe. “And now the Yale team has come onto the field, and [ must leave you. I haven't been able to tell you about half of the noted people here today. I’m sure, though, that you'll enjoy the picture we are bringing to you this afternoon, and I| hope that you will be able to join us on New Year's Day when we will bring you the story of the Tournament of Roses game in Los Angeles. We have a personal appearance at that game of HaroLp Cox, internationally famous sports-writer, who will interview some of the western team. Until, then, this is RirA MAHER saying good-afternoon, and turning the mike back to Willie Streeter.” “Well, ladies and gentlemen, the engineers tell me that we are almost ready to switch to the photo-tele- phone wave. But first may I give you the officials for the game this afternoon: AaNee | [ 24 ] Ref.: Ump.: TAKIE Mecas — Vesper George School of Art. L. Barr — Manhattan Aggie. Timer: L. CoHEN — Brooklyn College of Pharmacy. Linesman: H. THomMas — Boston School of Mining. Before I go off the air, may I suggest that you keep this station adjustment, since we will take you to a coffee-hour at KEN KILBURN’s Morgue immediately following the game. As you know, ViLLA BaiLey and her band play there every afternoon. You will also have an opportunity to see RUTH CARMAN, famed American ballet instructor and her talented pupils execute the Dance of the Seven Shrouds. “This is Willie Streeter speaking and transferring you to our photo-telephone wave. We'll be on our vocal wave again at six o'clock, eastern energy time. Good afternoon.” Respectfully submitted by JAMES Q. DoyLe in behalf of the Prophecy Committee: FREDERICKA Davis, Chairman ADELE FULLER Jack LYyNcH Iba ASKINAS CLARA GURVITCH SIDNEY KURNITSKY The Prophecy on the Prophets Article found in the Gossip Column of the Springfield Gazette January 20, 1945. A notable gathering attended the first appearance in the city last evening of Sidney Kurnitsky, one of the foremost of present day poets. Among the first to arrive was Professor John Lynch who recently received international recognition for his discoveries in the field of Technocracy. However, more interesting to us is the fact that Mr. Lynch was ac- companied, as usual, by Miss Fredericka Davis. our opinion the professor is a lucky man. In We also noticed the Misses Clara Gurvitch and Ida Askinas, co-winners of the nation-wide Endurance Talking Contest which was sponsored by a local business woman, Adele Fuller, owner of the City Steel Mill. After Mr. Kurnitsky had read several of his better known compositions, the audience voted that. “The Axe in Room 118, one of his boyhood poems, ranked high among his best works. Signed by the Gossipers, ISADORE BARR RoBERT LYONS

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The Prophecy of the Class of 1932; “Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen:—This is Willie Streeter speaking to you from the historic Yale Bowl in New Haven. | It is our privilege today to bring you a play-by-play picture of the 1ooth meeting on the gridiron between two of football's most ancient rivals, Harvard and Yale. May I say at this time that we of the International Broadcasting Company regret that our phototelephonic equipment will not be available for a brief period before the game, so in the meantime we ask you to sit back and listen while we try to re- produce for you a verbal-picture of the colorful gather- ing here in the Bowl. May I introduce to you at this time one of the most scintillating members of our broad- casting staff, Miss Rita Mauer, former Springfield, Massachusetts debutante, and present-day society tatler of the first magnitude, whose clues of today be- come the gossip of tomorrow. Miss MaAnHeEr will describe for you some of the interesting personalities attending the game.” “Hello, everybody, I’ve been so busy this afternoon running around trying to be everywhere that I've barely had time for even my pipe. Really, I feel like an ultra-modern Walter Winchell. I know you are all dying to learn about these famous and infamous per- sonages who are here, and since I have only a few min- utes to talk, I must begin now. “One of the first people I ran into was ELINORE DELEHANTY, ex-chorine of the FINE EpstTeEIN “‘Anat- omies.”’ And with her was her usual following : GEORGE Hart, WALLY BECKMAN, and Bruce JAGER, Agawam’s perennial play-boys. “Gather closely, m’dears, for here is real soil. The former Misses Betty [FIvE-YEAR-PLAN] Dorr and Betty [DEMocRAT] CHAPIN are here incognito. Rumor hath it that their grandchildren will be playing for Harvard and Yale respectively. “Across the stadium on the Harvard side we saw Gert TWITCHELL with CLAYTON KEISER, national executive of the Youth Movement. Miss TwitcHELL won her claim to fame with her plea against woman suffrage. Her arguments placed the woman in the home. “Did I tell you — LEN SIEGEL, megaphone magnate, has the feather monopoly here in New Haven. He was always a salesman, of a sort. “And here's something which might interest “youse intellectuals... Brrr Hess and Jack LyNcu, who are science professors at Yale, are attending the game. What are they doing at a football game? “Right down there in front of the Harvard bench is Putt WALSH, graduate manager of athletics up in Cambridge. A few minutes ago, a young lady ap- proached THE WaLsH, and he actually spoke to the Miss. The old boy is acquiring a way with the women, methinks. “There is a story about that JOHN BREGLIO, band- maestro of no small fame. He has made a special trip to New Haven to lead the Yale band this afternoon in a number of his own composition, You Red-Headed Child.” “My, oh my, right down in front of me are RUTH Cross and WENDELL Corey — and still holding hands. We arent sure that’s news, but it’s at least acknowledg- ing an old custom. — IR CAVCHA “ez “They tell me that Russ [THE Great Love] Bras- SARD and OLIvE BurGETT are here today somewhere. Miss Burcett, you will recall, caught the public eye when she established a new marriage record for non- polygamists. Ten grass and five sod was her score. “| heard a swell story before leaving for New Haven. PETE WARREN, Tammany’s head of the Vigilantes, was taking his morning constitutional in the Furious Fifties. Apparently his mind was wrapped up in some social reform, for his steps led him up to 53rd St. Somehow he managed to bump into JEANNE [SHYLocK] MILEs. Shylock — I mean JEANNE — was so peeved at being thus rudely aroused from her reverie, that she involun- tarily broke their mutual silence of nigh on fifty years standing with — well, never mind. “Speaking of silence, Dot BoLLes is now in her 4,761st day of reticence. People will do almost any- thing for fame. Still, that’s not as bad as those pseudo- technocrats, Bovio CATALDO and Bos Lyons, who are still waiting patiently for their ball-bearing, whirling through space to wear out. “An agent reports that mingling in the stands today— and probably unknown to one another — are the three figures who appeared in a notorious divorce trial years back — noblest of the renowned triangles, TIGER GIBBs, Mary SLOAN and JANIE [Hot CHa] Taytor. The case ended when JANIE fled the scene of exposure, crying “I’m going back to the country to forget this connubial bliss.” Nerts — in the jargon of the times. In the final fadeout, Mary is in the TIGER’s arms, out of the shadow of the Blind Lady. “Flying low over the field is that Moto-Zep, adver- tising FAcIN Alarm Clocks. Necessity certainly is the mother of invention. “TIL bet CarRotyN Hare will never invent a satis- factory face-powder though. Muss Hare is professor emeritus of the Physiognomy School of Exterior Deco- rati on.

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VV eee Ct aan om Lie ws Let The Presentations of the Class of 1932+ We were studying hard, engrossed in our work. Ten minutes of the study were left and still thirty more lines of Virgil to do. Clank, clank, clank! Oh, heavenly divinities, would that noise ever cease? In behalf of lower classes and classes yet to come we wish to banish this fear. Mr. Hill, we present you with these baby rubbers. GERTRUDE, you are the first girl to ever be the presi- dent of a class in Central High. WE will always re- member this. Accept this gavel which will be a symbol to you of a great power achieved by no other Central girl. Between home work and the work you do outside, as well as for the class, you are a very busy girl. This telephone may help you, Betty [Dorr] to transact your business more easily. Like a tiger after it's prey, JEANNE [MILEs], you taunt your victims and snare them in your trap. How many innocent ones have you caught? Here is a mouse trap as a symbol of your success. We saw WENDELL [Corey] sitting at a desk, RUTH [Cross] was beside him. We saw RutH walking down the corridor, WENDELL was beside her. Wherever we see RutH, we see Wendell. We present you, WENDELL and Ruth, with this leash so that you may never be separated. Who is that well dressed girl? Remarks like these beseige our ears whenever you walk by, Rita [MAHER]. Here is a copy of Vogue so that you may always be up to the times. There have been many complaints, recently, concern- ing a pungent odor that would prevade the whole room. Upon investigation, with masks. the odor was found to come from a sweet scented cloud surrounding you, CAROLYN [Hare]. The class presents you with this compact so that after graduating you may still continue to cast this aroma about wherever you are. You Puitip [EpsTEIN] always seem to be doubtful in the morning about attending school. This is probably a natural feeling to one who arises at nine-thirty. Here is a watch to help you to be more punctual. Lewis [CoHEN], your interna! rattlings are always well meant. We advise you, however, for your own good, to restrain some of those bits of wisdom that drop from your lips. We present you with this muzzle to help you to that end. KENNETH KILBURN, Chairman GEORGE FISHER Hazer McCartHy Epwarp NorMANDEAU Naomt ONoRATO Last Will and Testament of the Class of 1932° We, the class of 19324, in the year of our Lord, 1933, in the independence of the United States, the 158th, in the foundation of Central High School the 150th, being in full and complete possession of our minds, yet con- sidering the uncertainty of our lives and to the end we may leave the Central High School in good standing, do hereby declare, publish, and assert this to be our last will and testament. First: To our Principal, the Honorable Mr. W. C. Hill, we, the class of 19323, leave the following: [1] One pair of felt-soled sneakers, in order that while going through room 323 he won't wake any of the industrious students. [2] One comfortable chair in his office, so that he may for once be in when a pupil in distress seeks him. [3] Another universe so that Central might be twice as good. Second: To the class of 1933 we leave our good old expression, We're not proud’ — along with an assort- ed bunch of megaphones. ArTICLE I. George Fine leaves that girlish figure to Peewee Cohen. ArtTIcLE II. Ralph Gibbs leaves his ability as a sterling penman and speller to anyone who wants it. {And don't say we didn’t warn you. ArTICLE III. Mary Purdy — of the Pennsyltucky Purdys — leaves that slouch to Virginia Leete, who has for three years tried to copy it: and we must say she has succeeded in a big way ArTICLEIV. To Julian Amolsky, Jack Lynch leaves that irresistible charm with women, and his ready repartee. ARTICLE V. We, the class of 19323, leave Mr. Ed. Smith out of the will — for a change. ArTICLE VI. Gert Twitchell leaves her prominence to Jimmy Gray. [He can take it or leave it. ] ArticLeE VII. To Tom Tuohey, the big spark and battery man, Betty Chapin leaves her giggles. We always wanted to hear a bass giggle. ArTICLE VIII. Carolyn Hare, that ravishing brun- ette, leaves her ability to wield a lipstick, and her strength to carry all that nail polish, to Suzanne Blanc — her only real rival. ArtTIcLE IX. Bill Streeter would like to leave some- thing, but [poor fellow] after three weeks in the hospital he claims he has nothing left to leave. ARTICLE X. Lennie Siegel leaves his tender school- girl complexion — plus a blow torch to singe his beard — to Jimmy Maxfield. ARTICLE XI. Irv Sisson leaves the school and no one even notices it. ARTICLE XII. Eileen Gordenstein leaves her wit to Snakes Goffard; maybe he'll have a whole one now. ARTICLE XII!. Bud Doyle leaves those white shoes — if we have to take them off him.