Clinton Central High School - Clintonian Yearbook (Clinton, NY)

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JUNIOR 1945 - 1946 Upperclassmen now-are we proud! Greedingly stand with our backs to the football game in order to sell refreshments. Junior Jive Town Dance on November 3 to top off a successful Community Day. Become ambitious and sell ice-cream in the halls after school. Excitement prevailed when our class rings came. In fact, Miss Moore could hardly control her English class. How we remember painting yards and yards of paper for the Junior Prom decorations. And then there was the day we all climbed the bleachers to pull up the walls. And remember the rides in the Queensboro truck on top of all the lumber? Our Prom theme? Starlight Roof Garden. Class officers: Peter McCabe, Presidentg Mario Perez, Vice-President, Mar- garet Ondarcho, Secretaryg William Churchill, Treasurer. SENIOR 1946 -A 1947 We're really big wheels now. Elected to Student Council were Peter McCabe, Barbara 1-lopp, Rosemary Griffin, Jessie Hucko, and james Sinclair. All in the same homerooms under Miss Dawes and Mr. Baietti. ln the fall, we're busy selling action shots of football games. Start work on the Clintonian in December. We'll never forget Franny Stockbridge pushing a multi-colored couch around the stage in The Trysting Place. Nor will we forget Barbara Hopp's portrayal of Granny in Sparkin. There is little left of Moulton's house after the party following the Senior plays. And remember the day the chemistry class almost blew the school up by dropping white phosphorus and water on the floor. Our last fling as students of C.C.H.S.-the Senior Ball. Well, we've reached the top rung of that ladder, and as we teter dangerously back an-d forth, we wonder what is in the future. Class officers: Peter McCabe, Presidentg Mario Perez, Vice-Presidentg Mar'- garet Ondarcho, Secretaryg Willard Franz. Treasurer.

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Um Pad FRESH MAN 1943 - 1944 llere we are on the first rung of the ladder! Learned all about generation and spark-plugs i11 General Science. l'rune Club took over first period llnglish Class with Hill Phillips officiating. First dance October 27th-sta1'ted our notorious careers as inoneyniakers. Dance March 24th saw many new roniances i11 the bud. Flash-two whole Freshman boys danced with girls! Freshman girls soon found out that the attraction in Canastota was cheese-not feminine pulchritufle. Ended l?1'C5l1l11Zlll year with high hopes for success on the second rung. Class otiicers: james Sinclair. President: john U'l3rien, Vice-Presidentg Jessie Hucko. Secretary-'l'reasurer3 Peter McCabe. Student Council Repre- sentative. SOP! IOMORE 1944 - 1945 VVe're a little more sophisticated now, so we think. Start French with Bonjour and Ouv1'ez lll1D01'1CU. Sophomore Kick-otl'-Gordy Hood's Orchestra goes over big. Mr. Karin plays Cupid i11 Geometry class. lloliday, December 1. because of heavy snowfall. Opening of Club '47-Cabaret Dance. XVe start a new tradition-the Sophomore Reception. Class officers: james Sinclair, l'r'esident3 John O'l-Brien, Vice-Presidentg Jessie Huclqo, Secretary: Cynthia Allen, 'l'reasurer.

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'70 Zach Nm! NZ! We, the Senior Class of 1947, having cleaned our lockers, our cluttered minds, and the last dixie cup from the cafeteria, do hereby leave to the rest, all that we must now part with. Cynthia Allen, leave my driver's license to Shirley MacGregor because I don't know 'how else she will get one. George Altmire, leave my crew cut to Jack Dunn. David Ames, leave what's left of the Ford to Dave Scoones to carry on. Nellie Barron, leave my Pepsodent smile to poor Miriam . Alyce Beattie, leave my goldilocks to The Three Bears. Emma Brown, leave my engagement ring to Barbara Burns. John Burns, leave my ability to sleep anytime, anyplace, to Larry Burdick. Judith Burns, leave my half of the title, most devoted couple to Mamie Abra- ham. Q Rose Calidonna, leave my attempts at piano playing to The Lost Chord . James Clark, leave my speed and energy to Mary Lenhardt. Joanne Clausen, leave my typewriter broken from too much use. Robert Coe, leave my clever remarks to Bob MacGafHn. Anita Cole, leave my love for horses to Dickie Owens. Mary Dixon, leave my height to Carroll Hess. Albert Dohn, leave my wave to Bob DeVinny. Chester Donohoe, leave my interest in the girls to Mike Collmer. Willard Franz, leave Sally wondering alone in the halls. Barbara Gaylord, leave my nickname to any insect lover. Rosemary Griffin, leave my name on at least one desk in every room. Betty Harrigan, leave my wide grin to Mr. Viviyan. Paul Herubin, leave my masterpieces to the Munson-Williams-Proctor Institute. Barbara Hopp, leave my perfume to any Junior who wishes to leave a distinctive aroma trailing behind her. Jessie Hucko, leave my place in Hogan's to anyone who wishes to be a jerk. P. S. Soda jerk. Frieda Jabour, leave Miss Moore a little piece of mind. Jack Jones, leave my name to Sergi Kousseyitsky. William Jones, leave my bass voice to Stan Grifhn. Earl Kranz, leave my theatrical talents to any potential Gregory Peck. Henry LaConte, leave my gift of gab to Gladys Sparrow. - John Laska, leave my sidekick Jim Clark, to achieve greater heights. Peter McCabe, leave my track shoes to Stephen Ireland. Shirley Miller, leave my long red Sweater to any girl who hasn't an aunt kind enough to knit her one. Margaret Moda, leave my pocketbook with the large mirror to Anna Siedsma. Mary M-orehouse, leave my Frank Sinatra records to Mr. Chaney so that he may better appreciate the finer arts. Nancy Mosher, leave my long, blonde tresses to Doris Moda. Douglas Moulton, leave the Queensboro truck to my brother, Buckie . Herbert Nolte, leave my red shirt on.