Kensington High School - Compass Yearbook (Buffalo, NY)

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Page I8 gm Mainz Do you heiieve in Orson Welles? Then youyli appreciate the weird experiences of Marion Deisig and Robert Mayer. Up in chemistry iahora- tory the other day, Bolo decided to mix up some chemicals to see what would happen. Marion walked in just as he was putting in the iast chemical. Now Iet's hear their story. The room hecame hiacic, the air thick, and the noise that followed was deafening. When, we awoke we found ourselves sitting outside on the grass, and not a particle of Kensington High was in sight. We thought at first that we had hiown up the school, hut though we hunted in vain, we,couid not find so much as a single hricic. Upon looking at ourselves, we discovered what had happened. Bch was in knickers and had hands on his teeth. He was already poking fun at Marionss pigtaiis and anide socks. We were in 1935, Freshmen again, hut time was mov- ing fast and there was woric to he done. After hoarding a tiny airplane, hired especially for our tour of the high schools, we Hew to Bennett. We saw many faces that were strangely familiar. That girl over there for instance, devouring Latin case endings. iooiced a lot like Maryaiice Seagrave. In a science room we came upon Art Stark, Don Hoeiier, Ruth Houser, and Carolyn Gcicer discussing the respiration of plants. The trio practising in the hail reminded us of Beatrice Betzer, Dorothy Bayer, and Cari Panzareiia. in the gym wc found a lively game of hasehaii in progress. Evelyn Eaton had just hit a low Hy to shortstop Geraldine Ronald, who fumhied it momentarily, hut got it to the third baseman, Eleanor Kimmicic, just soon enough to make the out. From the gym we went down to the swimming pool where we saw idoio Augugiiaro and Rohert Federico trying to outdo each other in fancy diving. Rohert Eiherson was husy under the supervision of the swimming teacher, trying to rescue Ernest Auensen and earn the life saving award, Our time for surveying Bennett was up. In our little plane once more, we were undecided as to what our next stop should he. Suddenly, Boh almost fell out of his seat. nVX7e,H stop heref' he exclaimed, and made the quickest landing I have ever seen. It didn,t taice me long to discover the reason for his haste, for, as we neared the school which we recognized as Hutchinson, Eleanor Johnson came walking toward us. She consented to escort us around the iouiiding, after introducing her companions yvho were Margaret Syives, Geraldine Hayward, and June Roller. As we were walking toward the school, our lives were endangered hy the track team. led hy Art Sommerfeid, Eugene Sommerfeit, and Jerry Ryan, dashing around the corner. Giancing into one of the classrooms, we discovered Phyllis Ottinger, Arlene Angst, and Vera Lippice who, hy a hit of clever manipulation, were powdering their noses hehind the Odyssey But on, to the next schooii

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Wfeadcfo-2 ITH emotions of joy, not mingled with sorrow, we, the graduating class of 1939, stand tonight on the threshold of life. Looking into the future and trying to see what lies ahead, we are happy. yet fearful of the great adventure which awaits us. ,Tis the thought of what we must ieave behind us that saddens this occasion. All too short have been the two years which we have spent in Ken- sington. would that we might have had the privilege of spending all of our high school years here. In every tongue, there is one word which draws the curtain upon the happiest scenes of life. We are assembled here tonight to say that sad, sweet word, Hfareweiif' We breathe it reverentiy, we breathe it sincerely, for it bears with it a blessing and a prayer. ' V To you, Mr. McDonnell, we express our sincere gratitude for your kind solici- tude and your guidance. Ever since you extended your warm weicome to us on that memorable September morning when we first assembled here, each of us has feit that you were an understanding friend and an unseiiish adviser, whose interest in every one of us was deep and vitai. We aiso thank you, Mr. Chassin, for your fatheriy interest in our undertakings. Now we bid you both, farewell. Saying goodbye to the senior teachers and to the other members of the faculty, who have labored so industriousiy for us, teachers whose patience we have tried, friends who have helped us through our many difficulties, is not an easy task. Through your untiring efforts you have prepared us both inteiiectuaiiy and moraiiy for the game of life. in each heart and mind, you have planted the germ of knowledge. For four years we have relied on your wisdom and your guidance, but now-goodbye. Nve do not feel that tonight is the end, but rather it is the beginning of the broader life which will be ours in the future. We are about to enter a world which for the last decade has not been very kind to the youth of America. This, however, should only make us the more eager to succeed. Our youth and enthusi- asm are important factors in our favor. Perhaps success is more difficult to achieve than formerly, but it is not an unattainable goal for those who have the wiii. Kensington has endowed us with true ideals, high aims, and firm purposes. We should not doubt, for we have had instiiied in us the other essentials for success- honesty, initiative, ambition, and perseverance. He who possesses these traits knows no defeat. Be not discouraged, fellow graduates, for it is still true that The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden Hight, But they while their companions siept Were toiiing upward in the night. Fellow graduates, as we leave here tonight, either to begin our coiiege careers or to enter the business world, we shall not forget the friends we have made nor the happy moments of companionship we have enjoyed here. The friendships we have formed have taught us good sportsmanship. We have gained invaluable experience in making sociai contacts, and need have no fear of being out of piace in our new lives. May we always remember with gratitude the school which has so thoroughly prepared us to go forth into the world. MARYALICE SEAGRAVE. Page 17

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At East, We were confronted hy a ditticutty. Having landed, we were met hy two young girls, one htonde and one torunette. The tarunettc said, My name is Ruth M. Smithf' and nodding toward the htonde, she said, And this is my friend Ruth M. Smithf' White thus engaged we recognized Edith Stark and Francis Otconnor emerging from the front door with schoottoags under their arms, and we were just in time to picic up Ruth Burgstahter, who said she would never tearn to wattc down this tong, winding stairway. Time was ttying rapidty, and we spent the rest ot the year touring the other high schoots. Exhausted hy such exertion, we decided to rest for the summer. We met again in September, 1936. There was a change in Boh, for the hand on his teeth was missing, and he was wearing tong trousers. Ot course, Marion didn,t wear antde soctcs any more, and her pigtaits had disappeared. Having stocked our tittie ptane with provisions and warm clothing for the foottoatt season, we started on our second journey. Busy in the process of dividing att Gaul into three parts, and pursuing the Argonauts, We found that Doris Seifert, Anna Doyle, Francis Bauder. Ruth Barnes, and Lyte Hemintc had not a moment for usg so we tett them. But we were also ignored hy James Mumm, Marjorie Hoptcins, Carol Bictcet, Lydia Diesenhructc, and Frantz Zagara, Who were ahsorhed with parattetograms, circles, and other geometric figures. No one seemed to have any time for us in his sophomore year. In tennis Don Radet, who had Won All-High during our Freshman year, continued to demonstrate an outstanding performance with his trusty racquet. Even at the gym. Florence Breton, Rita Kirchmeyer, and Edith Johnson totd us to stop bothering them hecause they were Working For their gotd pins. Every- where these husy sophomores were tahoring ditigentty and the results ot their perseverance were to show in a very short time. Boto and I got oft to an early start the next year, and as We were circling around ahove the city on the tirst day of school, we noticed that many hoys and girts seemed to he heading in one direction. As We followed, we saw them enter a large, new huiiding, strangely familiar to hoth of us. Upon ctoser inspection. We recognized it as Kensington High School. We joined our ctass of Juniors who were heing wetcomed bv Mr. tVicDonnett and ushered to homerooms. At first the heauty and newness of the school dazzled some of us. hut we were soon revived hy teachers, suhjects, and homewortc. Especiatty amhitious were Maryatice Seagraye, Francis G'Connor, Mary Anetzherger, Richard Wheaton. Fran- cis Bauder, and Lydia Bianchi, who toot: to studies as a ductc tatces to water. Among those in the ontv third year German ctass were Jeanne Rugg. Etten Notter. and Betty Sherry, who saw history in the matting the day Kenny Gaesser hrought his homework to ctass. The most important event of the winter was the Christmas Pageant. Jane Dothas, Leora Brunner, Eart Merritt, Georgiana Frey, and Cari Panzaretta ahty represented the Junior Class. The tirst athtetes to carry Kensington,s cotors into the tietd ot competitive sports were the swimming team including Howard Neu, Athert Atherton, and Francis Grosstephan. Another aquatic event was the Girts' Vvater Carnival. in pintc and tcontinued on page 124, Page 19