Georgetown High School - Golden Knight Yearbook (Georgetown, DE)

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Senior Prophecy I have just landed in the harbor oi' New York with my bag oi' dreams of the class ol' 1935 after five years of vvandering on the high seas. As I stroll along Broadway a window display of fashion clothes catches my eye, Ah, no wonder! Selma Holtz is the designer. She has just returned from Paris vvith all the new fashioned ideas. Further along the street I hear a familiar voice singing in Paul Whitnian's orchestra. It is none other than Charles Purnell, one oi' our class comedians. Charles Kohlenberg, our class rnusician, is also a memher of the orchestra. New York vanishes as niy bag of dreams carries me to Philadel- phia, just in front ol' the General Hospital. And, who might these two dignified looking nurses bei' They are Marie Cooper and Emma Collins. Both look very crisp and fresh in their white uni- l'orms and caps. I wonder who this business man is? Well, well, il' it isn't Irwin Murray working as an accountant for one of the big construction companies in Philadelphia! Carried further dowvn the line I find myself in front of another hospital. This time it is the Delaware Hospital in Wilmington, Mil- tired Atkins and Rachel King come out looking very precise in their white. In n lawyer's oITice, in the business section of Wil- mington, Margaret Wyatt is vvorking as a private secretary. There is also Mary Johnson, Millie Stoeckel, and Adel Calloway working in offices in diflerent sections of the city. Advancing dowvn the state, my dreams bring me in contact witli several teachers. They are: Edith Prettyman with her school girl smile, Dot Jones with her same ingenuity, Bettie Baer with her sweet disposition, and Marie Carson with her good-natured way. When I pass by Dover, I Find Drucilla Loper happily married flnd living on rx farrn. page fun-ig-liuu

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o The Class of 35 Seventy i:- the crevv ol' the G. H. S. As sho leaves the hnrbor Ole-nr On ri Iur Elway trip to 21 clistnnt port Tlmt we honor :intl nll holcl dear. Forty-Your ol' the crevv nlone remain To guido her on her vvny- To run her safely to that port Xvo suilors gain to-day. Our trip xviis rough, Nyc- all have learned, For the billoxvs rising high Shook our ship with terrific bloxvs And l'oi-cred from the bra :st horuits 21 cry. But Miss Martin, our Pilot brave, VVho hud been on such trips before Took the helm ol' our mighty ship And lic-udecl for the shore. And Mr. Kennan, our captain dear, Vvent to eneh ol' the ci-ew Vvith encouraging vvords, to the tireless souls, lf you slick, she will Carry you through. So our ship plunged ong the billows ceased Anil our fenrless Crevv stood by And wuiched afar the beacon light Thnt the xvretcheci Waves defy, But we innde the port and are here tonight. To shcwxv you our fearless crevv Who vvill soon change ships for n different 'Wie hope they will curry through. When the port is reached at the entl ol' the ti And the Muster vvill ask in his tests, Have you all been true through the gray Sl We can truthfully nnsvver hini, Yes . Mildred Stocckel page furig-nn: port nd the blue ?

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Coming back to faithful old Georgetown, I find several members of the Class of '35 busily engaged in different occupations-name- ly Lewis Marvel a printer, George Thoroughgood incorporated in his l'ather's lumber company, Charles Jones in the chicken busi- ness, Julius Cooper, a car dealer, and Henry Rogers manager ol thc- American Store. My dreams bring me visions now of prosperous farms. Who are the owners? Why they are Calhoun Elliott, James Pusey, Granville Marvel, Milton Johnson, Robert Rust, Stanley Hulse, David Dukes. and Wiilianx Virden. Catching a glinmpse of the Georgetovvn High School faculty, I no- tice that four of the 1935 class are members. They are: Paul Der- rickson and Ada Mae Warrington, atheletic teachers, Marion Lang- ford, commercial teacher, and Doris King, language teacher. My dreams would not be complete il' I left out those of the class that romance has blessed during these five years, and so I shall re- veal their names-Ruth Dawson, Ruth Derrickson, Elva Cordrey, Thelma Elliott, Helen Scott, Marian Sammons, Paul Richardson, and last Marjorie Hudson. QMarjorie caused the vvedding bells to ring wvhen she became the bride of Robert Kephart.j My dreams are vanishing as I stand on the pier at Lewes to sail on another voyage, but, oh who is this I see in a United States Navy outfit in the harbor? It is Albert Montague, another one of our class comedians-and recognizing me, he starts to clown. The ship is out of the harbor novv sailing again to dreamland for a cargo of fresh rnenfiories of the Class of '35, Mildred Sharp page fnrig-three