Goshen Central High School - Yearbook (Goshen, NY)

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Hannelore Strauss Haimy Tennis; Gym Demonstration; Class Officer, secretary 45, Vice-Pres. '46; War Stamp Sales, chairman; Girls' Hi-Y; School Plays; Honor Roll; G. O. Council, 3 years; Columbia Press Conference, representative; Year Book, assistant editor, tintypes; School Paper, reporter; Glee Club, 4 years; Nominating Committee for Witt and Love Trophy; Prom Committees; National Honor Society; Youth in Government, councilman, town of Goshen; Forest Prince Operetta. Too good for great things and too great for good things. A Julius Tomaszewski Tom Gym Demonstration; Youth in Government, 3 years; Honor Roll. Smiling always with a never fading serenity of countenance, and flourishing in an immortal youth. Richard Weiss Dick Gym Demonstration; Boys' Hi-Y. Love comforteth like sunshine after rain. 18 GOSHEN PACER

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 Jane Seer Janie Gym Demonstration; Cheerleader, 2 years; Junior Play; Girls' Hi-Y, secretary; Honor Roll; Honor League; Year Book, poem and tintypes; Glee Club, 3 years; Band, 4 years; Good Citizen Award; Forest Prince Operetta. For stony limits cannot hold love out. Wilma Speirs Willie Gym Demonstration; Senior Play; Year Book, class prophecy; Glee Club, 4 years; Prom Committees. Good talkers are only found in Goshen. Lillian Stephenson Lil Basketball, 3 years; Gym Demonstration; Girls' A. A., 2 years; School plays, 4 years; War Stamp Sales,- Girls' Hi-Y, 4 years; Honor Roll; Honor League; Radio Workshop; Year Book, feature editor; School Paper, feature editor; Glee Club; Prom Committees; Thespian National Dramatic Honor Society; State vocal competition; Forest Prince Operetta; Ping Pong Champion. Thy voice is a celestial melody. GOSHEN PACER 17

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CLASS HISTORY As we look back on the year 1935 in the Erie Street School, we find Mrs. Clark struggling to eliminate hair-pulling, candy-chewing, dirty fingernails, and unbrushed teeth. James Ackerman, Marilyn Knapp, Ida Currao, Bob Burnett, Wilma Speirs, Howard Lewis, Joan McEntire, Eugene Barnes, Leslie Purcell, Teddy Berrian, Russell Chardavoyne, Bob Haley, Bill Warren, and Dorothy Simmons were there at the first roll call that September morning. Our love for a good time was fostered in this grade by a noisy but colossal circus. It featured Jimmy Ackerman and Teddy Berrian doing the old vaudevillian horse act. With the boys trying to keep their stockings even with those nice new knickers, that Mom thought were nice to wear, we walked across the hall to second grade and the smiling face of Miss Cobleigh. We gained three new members in the person of Ray Bally, who came from that famous borough of Brooklyn, Virginia Galus who skipped down the hill from Garr, and Allen Van Sickle. The girls focused their thoughts of love toward Allen, and Virginia tried to hook him by tying him to a tree. Things certainly have changed—or have they? With the girls finally regaining their senses in time to pass, we went to the third grade with Miss Cobleigh, now Mrs. McMahon, going up the ladder with us. Lydia Polhemus, Floyd Decker, and Norman Mills joined our class which was slightly saddened when Norman broke his ankle on that famous merry-go-round. That year also brought our first warnings that we would have to stay after school if we didn't stop sliding down the banister. Worried, we entered the fourth grade. Our teacher was the late Mrs. Stabler who finally calmed down our up-to-the-present wild and spoiled class. This year was highlighted by one arrival and three departures. Walter Dill joined us from New Jersey while Ray Bally, Lydia Polhemus, and Dorothy Simmons left to find out what some other schools had to offer. Spurred on by the reward of entering the yellow school, we all worked very hard. (I say this with my fingers crossed.) Leaving a few behind we moved across the road to the Main Street School and the boys' hearts were sped up by the arrival of Finnegan's Finest, Helen hfyruski. John Heitz, the Northern Senator Claghorn, came to us from GOSHEN the neighboring town of Chester. Departures were Walter Dill, and Robert Haley. We left the fifth grade with just a little more knowledge of arithmetic and music. Miss Wagner met us at the door of the sixth grade and ushered us through a year of puppet shows, the music of Walter Damrosch, and a trip to the woolen mills. We gained three new students, one of whom came to us all the way from war-torn China via New York. His name was George Wong and he proved to the rest of us, that knowledge could be obtained by some good hard work. Gerald Swan wick and Augustus Keller were the other two who joined our parade. We said good-by to Howard Lewis who took a ride down the road to Washingtonville school. At last it came—Seventh Grade. What with getting used to changing classes and being in the new school each pupil wished he had a compass to assist him. Our group expanded considerably with the return of Ray Bally and a group of new students from the country due to centralization. These were: Chris Lewis, Frank Fredricks, Mable Morley, Richard Weiss, Barbara Brisky, Julius Tomasjewski, Benny Gentile, Bill and Dick Curry, Lottie Dombrow-ski, Bill Binch, and Russell Sontag. While Jim Ackerman ducked Mr. Brittain's blows, most of us were being arrested by Chief Pardy's police-force for running in the halls. Mrs. Huber's famous saying: The World Has No Use For Wrong Answers, helped us out greatly in our trials. The 8th grade found us wading through the CORN of Mr. Pritchard's jokes. Here we gained Art Hall from New Hampton, and Hannelore Strauss, our little patriotic stamp seller, from Middletown. Mr. Sprague's voice booming through the walls not only gave us a preview of our next year's science class, but also did a good job of drowning out Mr. Allen. Dick Weiss left us for Long Island. Our first day in the Freshman class, we were greeted by an ultimatum of, “work or flunk, orated by Mr. Sprague. In that class, shaking with the rest of us, were our new, added attractions, Lydia Polhemus, and Geraldine Ewald. This was the start of our rise socially, but our downfall scholastically, due to so-called birthday parties given by various students. Our Sophomore year found us in Mr. Martin's English class trying to absorb the content PACER 19