Glen Cove High School - Profile Yearbook (Glen Cove, NY)

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THE RED AND GREEN Page Ten THE RED AND GREEN Editor-in-Chief ALEXANDER JOHNSTON !21 Associate Editors Literary Editor............ Nathan Martin ’22 Athletics ....................... David Cohen ’21 School Notes............... Bertha Cohen ’22 Alumni Notes...............Glen Sprincman ’22 Senior Notes................... Alger Chapman ’21 Art ..................... Leonard Ritchie ’21 Jokes ......................... Archie Brause ’22 Business Manager John Andrews ’21 Assistant Manager Jack Matthews ’22 Advertisements Augustus Wheeler ’22 Circulation Manager Marguerite Burns ’21 FROM THE EDITOR. ADVANCE! In the past three or four years the Glen Cove High School has shown a decided improvement in many fields of school activity. We all have reason to he proud of our “Alma Mater.” First as to our scholastic standing. Within the last three years the high school has improved in its standing at Albany, and each year the percentage increases. Think of the many advantages and privileges we enjoy that were denied the students of previous years. Active, loyal, and helpful classes have been organized. Not so many years ago the seniors hardly knew their own classmates. We ask you when could Glen Cove boast of any classes more active than 1920, or the present Senior class? Athletics! Even the townspeople point with pride and admiration to their team, as they call it. When has Glen Cove had a football team holding the championship of Long Island, and having defeated a team well known up state? Basketball! We have good reason to say that the season of ’21 has been the most successful season we ever had. Dramatics! The last two senior classes have both given successful and pleasing entertainments, that were for several years lacking in the high school. There are numerous activities that we might mention which have commenced or have been improved in the last few years. Now we have entered upon an entirely new one. We have been one of the few schools that could not boast of a publication of events and happenings interesting to school life. At last we have our own school bulletin, “The Red and Green.” This is a new venture, it needs the cooperation of the whole student body, and the alumni. It must succeed, it will succeed and be worthy of the name The Red and Green.” —A. J. AN ALUMNI ORGANIZATION. Advancement! Improvement! Yes, indeed! and with all our great activities there is one great, crying need in our school life. It is just this. Glen Cove needs to have a firm, enduring alumni organization. Talking, and there has been a great deal of this, can do no good. What we need is action, the sooner the better. A few people cannot do all the work, nor can one class. It needs the support and aid of all the graduates of Glen Cove High School. Come let us get together and organize. At present, students graduate and forget all about their school. An alumni organization would link the graduates and undergraduates. Moreover, as it seems to us, the only way that Glen Cove High School can secure a gymnasium, which it sadly lacks, is through an active, energetic alumni association. Let us hear your suggestions or any comments that you may have, and when the next issue of “The Red and Green” comes out may it also have a column with contributions from its alumni association. —A. ]. Hard Luck. A certain student once headed his examination paper this way:— “Lord God of hosts be with us yet Lest we forget, Lest we forget” And ended:— “Lord God of Hosts was with us not Eor we forgot. For we forgot.”

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THE RED AND GREEN Rage Nine 'ffie Traveler I wake up and find myself to have been sleeping, sleeping about ten feet from the edge of a stony cliff. It had been raining and it still is raining, but what care I? I am in my waterproof sleeping bag. (My sleeping bag is so waterproof that what is in it along with me, can’t get out.) I try to think how 1 came to this place, when suddenly I remember that the day before 1 had been roaming around in an unfamiliar forest after having left an unkown Indian village, situated in an unexplored part of the great untraveled northwest of Canada. Last night when I went to sleep, my guide, an old crab-faced Indian, was sleeping by me; my Winchester was also beside me; my outfit was neatly piled up against a tree; but now none of these things, guide included, are present. 1 am the only thing, I and my waterproof sleeping bag. Without much debating with myself, I come to the conclusion that the outfit left the same way it had entered camp, a la guide. Things look pretty discouraging. Here is poor me in the Great Unknown with a suit of outing clothes and a waterproof sleeping bag. Again, after a very short debate, I conclude that the best way to find help is to look for it. So, suiting action to thought, I pack my outfit, the waterproof sleeping bag, and start tramping. I tramp over soggy ground for a few hours until finally something within me tells me that I have had no breakfast. I therefore set my march in the direction of food instead of the direction of help, both directions in the Great Unknown being laid out in curved lines. Hours later, it is still raining and the soggy ground over which I have been tramping is more soggy. In spots this sogginess turns into mud; and through this mud, mine are the only tracks. After walking straight all day long, I find myself standing ten feet from the edge of the stony cliff near which I had found myself sleeping in the morning. It is evening and that same something within me that had told me, in a moderate tone, that 1 had had no breakfast finally shouts that 1 have had neither breakfast, dinner, nor supper, but here I am alone in the Great Unknown with no ammuni- tion, with nothing but a waterproof sleeping bag. It continues to rain and I, already in my bag, ten feet from the stony cliff, am beginning to realize that a moisture inside my waterproof sleeping bag is increasing to wetness. The images of trees around me begin to blur and 1 fall asleep. I awake; it is still dark. What awoke me, who had been very tired after having walked ail day? A low growl comes from the trees and my question is answered. Is it one grizzly or a number of them? I become very excited and wriggle from my bag, none too early; for two bears are upon me. I struggle and consider myself lucky because the two bears claw one another oftener than they do me. But my position is none too safe. The cliff is nearer than ten feet now, and ever continues to approach, slowly and surely. I give up hope for I know that I, on an empty stomach, am no match for two bears. I only wish that we, the bears and I, would fall off the cliff. The bears would be as badly off as I should be; and someone would come and find my waterproof sleeping bag, and know that I was no more. My wish is fulfilled; one of the bears loses his balance on the edge of the stony cliff and goes tumbling down, the other bear and I keeping him company. Everything is tipsy. I am falling, falling, falling. Finally we hit bottom; then I wake up, only to find myself to have been sleeping, sleeping with the windows opened and the rain pouring in, wetting all the covers. In my hands are two pillows; I am on the floor. —Jack Matthews. Philanthropy. History courses oft remind us We can help if we but try, In passing on we leave behind us Notebooks for the other guy. —Ex. Impossible! Shory—Mr. Gribbin, there is just one thing I don’t understand. Mr. Gribbin—Just one?—Ex.

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THE RED AND GREEN Rage Eleven cA Word from Our Superintendent and Principal THE RED AND GREEN” AND A NEW GYMNASIUM. The advent of the “Red and Green” is simply another manifestation of the enterprise and public spirit that have identified the activities of our school during the last two years. I am proud to say that in the Glen Cove High School there can he readily recognized the presence of certain fundamental characteristics, without which the high accomplishments we have achieved could never have been attained. Briefly, they are as follows: First, loyalty to the institution itself. This means loyalty on the part of the principal, teachers and students. Second, a determination to succeed even in the face of obstacles. Third, a more than ordinary realization on the part of the individual student of the benefits of a high school education. With these assets, however, we have a few material liabilities, which, to a certain extent handicap the development of our highest ideals. A case in point is the lack of a gymnasium. What this means to a school of our type cannot be considered in detail at this particular time. It is sufficient to say that we have no “gym”—we must have one, and that soon. If there is any sentiment in our community in opposition to this proposition, it should be changed. If there is any lack of enthusiastic interest, interest should be cultivated. In no way can these results more surely be brought about than by the united efforts of our high school pupils, and no better medium can be conceived for the transmission of these efforts to the city at large, than through the columns of our school publication. H. H. Chapman, Superintendent oj Schools. TO THE HIGH SCHOOL STUDENTS. Congratulations upon your very successful school year. The spirit with which you have entered into all your duties has been cheerful and determined, and now the appearance of the “Red and Green” to chronicle your year’s achievements is a fitting culmination of your efforts and a clear demonstration of how such a wholesome school spirit, as you have developed, can stimulate you to new and greater endeavors and bring them to a successful termination. Unquestionably this is responsible for your rapid advance in all your high school activities. Were it lacking, the daily demands of your scholastic duties would tend to become burdensome. School work would evolve into a grind, and school life, bare and unattractive. But school spirit is the martial strain accompanying your journey through the high school years. It lightens the tasks and impels you onward. Wien once you acquire that conscious pride in your school’s success and deliberately blend your efforts toward that end, then besides learning your lesson in loyally, you are practically insuring the ultimate success of any projects you undertake. Let us hope that the old students and alumni will be inspired by the solidarity of your aims and purpose, and join sympathetically with you. Let us hope the “Red and Green” will serve to that end, and unite the students of the high school, past and present, while establishing a standard high and noble for the students yet to come. With this in view “carry on” to greater things. Eugene J. Gribbin, Principal of High School.