Hewlett High School - Patches Yearbook (Hewlett, NY)

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Mr. Allen and his granddaughter. marked their thirty-third wedding anni- versary. Both of their children are grad- uates of Woodmere High School. Ruth, a registered nurse, lives in California with her husband and two daughters. Bob, a captain in the Air Force, specializes in , F-105 jet fighter planes. His passion for fp flying has undoubtedly been influenced by his father's great interest in aviation. The fifth and foremost member of the Allen household belongs to the canine breed. I Their beloved Lucy accompanies them on their many trips throughout the United States. Mr. Allen is a man with many interests ranging from sports to academics. A jazz enthusiast, he gave trumpet lessons and played with the Red, and Blacks, an amateur dance band. He grew up in the same neighborhood as the Dorsey Brothers and knew them well. Mr. Allen owns several cameras and has a vast collection of snapshots of his family, friends and Lucy. Having acted as coach and referee in many local competitions, our principal is currently President of Section VIII of New York State Public High School Athletic Association and Vice President of the South Shore Athletic League. In addition, he holds such eminent positions as New York Co-ordinator for the National Association of Secondary School Principals and New York State Co-ordinator for the Executive Staff of Secondary School Administrators. Mr. Allen has spent many happy vaca- tions at his summer home on Lake Squam in New Hampshire, where he and Mrs. Allen plan to live after his retirement. They also hope to travel a great deal. This June, as Mr. Allen leaves our school, we of the Patches staff, on behalf of the student body, wish to express our sincerest appreciation for his distinguished service. As the wheels of progress complete another cycle and we all travel on, we will always remember his valuable contributions to this community and to its young citizens. The Aliens' summer home on Squam Lake New Hampshire. ,Ski ,. --4-v if-girl- '41iaiH '? 1 --H fi

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S ffl.- L 'YE S ' q. -.. Hin A L' K, sh 'aroodm'-jf . msxs in 7 x s r x S If Mr Allen at a party celebrating his twenty-fifth Mr. Allen and Lucy. year in Woodmere. Mrs. Ruth White and Mr Ogden in background. Mr. Allen, born and raised in Pennsylvania, was graduated from Scranton Technical High School and received his preliminary instruction at Mansfield State Teachers College. He later earned the degrees of Bachelor of Arts and Master of Arts from New York University. He began his career in education at Hampton Bays High School, Long Island, teaching mathematics, geography, spelling and physical education, as well as coaching athletics, and directing the orchestra. Since entering Woodmere in 1930, Mr. Allen has been an integral part of the growth of District No. 14. He served as principal of the Woodmere Elementary and Junior High Schools, and in 1940, became principal of Woodmere High School. ln 1955, when Woodmere High School changed its address to Everit Avenue, Mr. Allen moved his office into the new George W. Hewlett High School. Today our principal, in the words of Dr. Santapolo, keeps one of the finest high schools in the state of New York. While training at the Pennsylvania Normal School, Mr. Allen met his wife who is presently an elementary school teacher in Oceanside. November 1962, Mr. Allen with Mr. Hewlett and Mr. Ogden at the cornerstone-laying ceremony of Hewlett High.

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The other day one of your editors saw a letter sent out by the alumni association of a New York City high school. On it appeared a surprising item: one of the association's active officers was a graduate of the class of 1900! We like to think that when the wheels of time have made their 63rd annual revolution from today, at least one Hewlett grad will be closely concerned with the school that has meant so much to all of us. Nowadays it is the fashion to talk as if the spokes of the wheel of life are slowly twirling to a halt for all of humanity. But, if we can ven- ture what is half a prophecy and half a hope, we look forward to many years during which our days here will attain their true perspective. Here we have been untroubled, although we never quite knew it. For no one ever knows he is happy in his youth until, in the words of the duke in Twelfth N ight, Time has sowid a grizzle on his case. So turn wheels, as slowly or as quickly as you please. As the years pass we will look backward with laughter and perhaps a little sadness. We will never be so young again, or so carefree. Hewlett, you have given us much. We will return to you often-if only in our thoughts.