Hadley Technical High School - Yearbook (St Louis, MO)

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Thirty-two DoN KECK Don Keck is training for duty in the Merchant Marines at Camp Scott, in Farragut, Idaho. Don finds the life rough and rugged, but he seems to like it. He gets up at 5:33 A. M. and begins an endless chain of duties. It seems as though the decks and bulkheadslfioors and walls to youj are in constant need ofscrub- bing. Don finds the food substantial, if nothing else! And those haircuts-well, he used to have pretty waves! I Donald Russell Keck App. S, Co. 972, Camp Scott, Farragut, Idaho. Bos FIENUP Bob is another one of the many St. Louis boys developing his sea legs at the Boot Training Camp at Farragut, Idaho. He is ranked as an apprentice sea- man and is stationed at Camp Bennion. We are wondering if the Navy has done anything about Bob's habit of blushing? We hope not. Robert A. Fienup .App. S, Co. 930-43, U. S. Naval Training Station, Camp Bennion, Farragut, Id RICHARD VALENTINE Richard Valentine left recently -also for Farragut, Idaho. He says that all you can see there is mountains. Richard F. Valentine A. S., Co. 944-43, Camp Ward, U. S. Naval Training Station, Farragut, Idaho STANLEY KAZUKAITIS Stanley has written several letters to some of our teachers and students. He asked that the fellows please write him. Well, boys, it's up to you now. Let's see those letters go to Stanley. Stanley Kazukaitis, Co. 960-43 11 Bat. B. 3A 15V, Camp Bennion, Farragut, Idaho CARL LOUSI-IA Carl's first letter from the Amarillo Army Air Field reports that he finds Texas much colder and windier than St. Louis-so windy, in fact, that all ofthe barracks are cabled down to preventthem from blowing over. He says, The train- ing is quite rugged, but I'rn sure I, like all the rest, will learn to take it ....... I'm hoping to see some of the Aero class down here soon. Do you suppose he wants to enjoy seeing them take it, too? Pvt. Carl C. Lousha 37627509, 905 T. G., B. T. C. 12, Flight 543 A. C. Brs. 1224, AAAF, Amarillo A word from these classmates is like a letter from home--always Welcome. Their schoolwork was completed long before the end of the term, and they valiantly accepted the challenge to fight the battles of the world and blaze new trails for us to follow We. are with them in spirit and we will eagerly await their return for our first class reunion.

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Dominic LICATA Nick has spent the last half year studying at the Army's Enlisted Special- ist School at Camp Callan, California, majoring in the clerical Held. He's proud of the fact that he can now type 59 words per minute. When, oh, when, will he reach the sixty mark? Nick has kept up a lively correspondence with his friends at school: I have visited San Diego quite frequently. I have relatives there whom I hadn't seen since they left St. Louis seven years ago. Last week I was in Los Angeles and had a wonderful time, and soon I plan to go to spend the week end at the Hollywood Canteen. Our battery is scheduled to go to Del Mar. We are going to jump off a pier into the ocean. The drop is about thirty feet. We will have life belts, but looking down thirty feet into the great, wide, beautiful blue, Pacific Ocean isn't going to be any fun. The boys that have jumped it tell me that after you start going down you don't mind it. Clsnit that a laugh?Y' Nick says he will be eligible for a furlough about the the time of the grad- uating exercises. Here's hoping he get's it. Pvt. Dominic Licata 37617548, A57-A A Tng. Bn, Camp Callan, San Diego, California EUGENE WOLF Remember Gene Wolf and his lovely red hair? He and his pal Jack Cooke are in San Diego, California. California seems to be a popular spot with our boys. Gene says: A Everything is swell here. It isn't easy, but nothing we can't do. I have to get to work on my rifle right now. Pvt. Eugene M. Wolil Pt. 1043 R. D. M. C. B., San Diego 41, California JOHN Cooks Jack added afpostscript to Gene's letter: Please tell everybody to write. Notice girls. His address is given below. Pvt. John F. Cooke, Pt. 1043 R. D. M. C. B., San Diego, 41, California Thirty-one

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The Class of 1944 Tell us not in somber manner That our day in school is ended, For we love the Hadley banner And farewell is not intended. Work is splendidg jobs are thrilling But we have another goal: Getting rich-our pockets filling- Does not satisfy our soul! Far and wide our course may run, Yet beat our hearts more gladly, More joyously when we have done Our bit for dear old Hadley! Hadleyis spirit tells us all To hang our star up high And leave our footprints in the hall To guide those passing by Footprints small and stars so high That lead to heaven's mighty door- They show the path that's followed by The record class of '44! -Shirley Ziegler SWEETHEART'S PRAYER I had a sailor darling, So sweet and true to me, Now since he's gone so far away No other man I seeg For swiftly as the hours fly I know he'll come back by and by To share with me the home we planned And walk together hand in hand. Long are the many hours I pray- That happy, well, and safe he'll stay. -Betty Butera Thirty-three