East Side High School - Torch Yearbook (Newark, NJ)

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 The Fourth Year Well, we finally made it. Just think. Seniors! Patiently we waited for Senior Day. March 23. 1956, to be officially recognized when the Torch was handed down to our reelected President. Jack Geraldo. The show the 12A'$ put on for us was great, and afterwards a dance was held in the gym. Later on. “gangway New York, here we come!” Some of us went to Bird-land. or to Basin Street or to other night spots. Wherever we went, however, we all had a great time. The only part we didn’t like was ge ting up the next morning. We will always have a wonderful memory of our Senior Prom. Moments to Remember.” May 4. 1956. fchich we held at the Hotel Essex House. That day all the girls could be found in the beauty parlors, and the boys picking up their tuxedos, or in the barber shop. At eight o’clock we made our grand entrance; the girls in beautiful gowns, looking like story book princesses, and the handsome boys in their tuxedos looking like Princes Charming. After dining and dancing, to Mr. Di Nardo’s orchestra, most of us headed for New York. We practically stripped the Copacabana and Latin Quarter, grabbing anything in sight to keep as a remembrance of the occasion. Later, we split up and had breakfast at the homes of various girls. We will always remember meeting the milk man as we came in that morning, getting to bed at six o’clock, and then getting up at eight to get to work. We had waited so long for our prom, and it passed by so quickly, we wish we could relive it all over again. September came, and with it our last five months of school. We immediately began raising money for the Torch. In October we held our last school dance. Autumn Leaves.” It was a beautiful Friday night and the gym was crowded with happy guests. In October too. we set to work to produce our Senior Day show for November. Everyone walked around, humming songs, and trying to think of skits for the show. Our Farewell Dance was held in January. We realized that this would be the last social affair we would hold as a class, and so we had a very enjoyable and memorable evening. January 30. 1957 arrived and at eight p.m. our graduation exercises were held. As we walked down the aisle in our caps and gowns, with tears in our eyes, we realized this was it — the big moment of our lives. Our futures and success were waiting for us. We were now on our own, and we had to make our own decisions. It was up to us to make good and lead a happy, successful life. We could no longer wander into our class rooms or our adviser’s office to ask advice. We have left our four years of East Side behind us to enter adulthood. However, the memories of East Side, our friends, and teachers will linger with us through our lives. On our lips will be East Side, and in our hearts will be our Alma Mater. 27

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 244 The First Year We will always remember our first day at East Side. During registration, every one stared so. we felt as though we were on exhibition, wondering if we did. or didn’t pass inspection. We spent our 9B term at Ann Street. Oh! What misery! We had to carry several books back and forth every night, because we didn’t have lockers. To make matters worse, they had us climbing up and down four flights of stairs all day long! What we got out of it, besides an education, was a backache. ln.9A we came to the main building. How many times we admit walking in a complete circle around the entire school looking for our lockers. Every day we were pestered because we wouldn't submit to the traditional elevator ticket joke. We remember going to the football games and then coming home with sore throats, because of cheering so much. It was the year our team won the City Championship. and we were so very proud to be students here. The Second Year Boy. did we rib the poor Freshmen. After all, we were Sophomores and were no longer orphans. During our Sophomore year, we became good friends with each other, and spent most of our study periods talking about boys, clothes, more boys, movies and girls. We had our first election of class officers and the results were as follows: Dave Smith.........................President Tom Cheesman....................Vice President Pat Morelli........................Secretary Lydia Policastro...................Treasurer The Third Year During our Junior year, we walked around the halls waving away to everyone, making sure they saw our school rings. We had our first class dance, and we named it the “Roaring Twenties Dance.” Let’s say it was our “coming out” and we thought for sure no one would come. But. people came and the gym was packed. After the dance, we piled into cars and raided Cortez. What pizza! Came January and we once more were busily campaigning for the election of new officers. The newly elected officers were: Jack Geraldo...........................President Tom Colluci.....................Vice President Gloria Feijoo..........................Secretary Toby Battipaglia.......................Treasurer 26

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Signed, scaled, published, and declared as and for the Last Will and Testament of the Class of January 1957 by its officers in my presence, and at their request, and in their presence, I have hereunto subscribed my name as witness. TV ill rfttd We. the members of the class of January, 1957, being of sound mind, memory, and understanding, do hereby declare this to be our Last Will and Testament: To Mr. Rosamilia, our counselor, we leave a flock of Freshmen that will shape up into smart Seniors. To Mr. Springer, we leave a bevy of beautiful girls to work for him. and a new home room full of Freshmen, to keep him busy for four more years. To Mr. Schlosser, we leave a new bank book for his next class, and a few boxes of Tiny Tails to remember us by. To Miss Garner, we leave the best wishes of the 12A s, and a bag full of American slang. To Miss May. we leave lockers that aren't broken. To Mr. Scoca, we leave a class full of whisperers. To Mr. Jannone. we leave a Secretarial Practice class that will keep his cabinet neat. To Mr. Di Nardo, we leave a squad of twirlers who can play musical instruments. To Dr. Cavicchia. we leave an casy-to-assemble Torch kit. To Miss Hennings, we leave a new home room to greet her on her return from England. To Coach Manhoff. we leave a line of 250 pounders who will crash through all opposing teams. To the Senior B's we leave the thought of raising those extra thousands for their Yearbook, and an extra ten for dues. To all Juniors we leave U. S. History, and the thought of getting their class rings. To all Sophomores we give our congratulations for getting through that first year, and now the pleasure of hearing tneir home room representatives say Dues please.” Last, but not least, we leave to the Freshmen the opportunities of getting acquainted with cut slips, teachers, hall passes, Nick the cop. and a few used-up elevator tickets. To the entire student body, we leave the Torch, hoping that it will burn as brightly in the future as it has burned in the past. In witness hereof, we have hereunto set our hands and seals this thirtieth day of January, in the year of Our Lord One Thousand Nine Hundred and Fifty Seven.