New Windsor High School - Echo Yearbook (New Windsor, MD)

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Page 18 THE ECHO N. W. H S One Friday evening the whole class went on a skating party. We really had fun. In fact, we enjoyed ourselves so much that we decided to go again. This time we had a Weiner roast and skating party combined. The Junior girls could beat any other team in the whole high school in basket- ball, except the Seniors. And the Junior boys were equally as good. Many members of the class participated in the Victory Corps Organization. Graduation Day for the Seniors was approaching. We were near to them and seemed to sense some of the low spirits at the parting of the ways. Next year would be our turn. Some of us could hardly wait, while others thought the time would come too soon. At last, we were Seniors, with Miss Maus as our homeroom advisor. But strangely enough, we didnit feel like Seniors. Indeed, we felt like Juniors still. About a week later we organized our class and elected the following class of- ficers: President, Doris Leaseg Vice President, Eugene Harmang Secretary, Bernice Talbott, Treasurer, Betty I-loch. A few weeks later when we were beginning to feel and act like Seniors fl think!J the Student Government was set up. The officers were: President, Bernice Talbottg Vice President, Anna Englarg Secretary and Treasurer, Betty Lookingbill. We were a well organized class and got along quite agreeably with each other from the be- ginning. Our class donated a War Bond to the County and helped collect waste paper for the war effort. The staff for the Senior edition of H The Echo I' was organized and we began to make plans and submit suggestions. OURS was going to be tops',. We had a bake sale and several more skating parties which meant more fun. Although the OPA restricted our usual trip to Washington, we made several com- mando raids on Baltimore and witnessed some swell stage plays. The first was Junior Miss i'-Judy was always either getting into trouble or busy extricating herself from it. Oklahoma i' was a great musical hit. We're still singing Oh, What a Beautiful Morning. The eccentric old ladies in Arsenic and Old Lacef' with the aid and assistance of Col. Teddy Roosevelt, seemed to Hchargei' right into our hearts. After Christmas we began work on the Senior play The Doctor Has a Daugh- ter with Dottie Lambert in the lead. In March, we presented it again for the benefit of the Red Cross. For a while we were busy selling subscriptions for magazines. We wanted to win the magazine campaign-and we did! At last, May came. Graduation was close by. How busy we were-sending invitations, doing last minute studying and shopping and a dozen and one other things. Graduation Day descended upon us all at once. Almost everyone had a sort of tugging at his heart. We were about to step out into the world. But, thanks to the guidance and help of the faculty we stepped out and faced that world with confidence. Before I go, and I really must, I just want to say one more thing. If the world would get along as agreeably as our class did, war would be banished from the earth forever. Thanks for the lovely evening. And good nightla'

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N W. H. S. THE ECHO Page 17 Class History I n1ustn't forget to tell you about what happened the other evening. I was invited to dinner by some middle-aged folks who lived close to our camp. What a swell meal it was, too. I'll never forget how nice they were to me Well, anyhow, after we finished eating, tl should say stuffing ourselves J we strolled outside to enjoy whatever cool, refreshing, May breeze there was available. We began to talk first about current affairs, then the conversation switched to school days gone by. When I told them I had gone to New Windsor School, they said, What a quaint name! Do tell us all about what you did when you went theref, So I began: Nothing particularly important or interesting happened during my elementary years, except that I had the usual measles, mumps and whatever else kids get at that stage. The day I became a freshman was when I began to feel excited about school life and school work for the first time. As I look back now, I must have been awfully green but I thought I was something then. I remember I got up early so I would have plenty of time to do my chores, dress, eat breakfast and meet the bus. When the bus finally slowed down and stopped in front of the school, I was trembling with excitement. As I stepped off the vehicle, I discovered some other freshiesf' and we stumbled bewilderedly to the third floor of the building. While making our way down the hall, we glanced in room after room in an effort to locate some familiar face who could tell us where our homeroom would be. All of a sudden we found it. The other kids shouted a welcome and said our homeroom teacher was Miss Thompson. What a time we all had that day and the ensuing week trying to change classes correctly. Gradually it became a mere incidental in our daily lives and we thought nothing of it. The class was so large that it was divided into two sections with Miss Stine as the homeroom teacher for the other half. It seemed to us at the offset of our high school career that four years was a long time before we would graduate. But, zip, the Hrst year had passed before we realized it. As sophomores, we began to feel we were getting somewhere. How funny and conspicuous the new class of freshies looked to us now. But then someone was al- ways calling us 4' silly sophomores -which was really just as bad as freshies l' and more of an injustice. This year Cap. Weigle was our homeroom teacher. Things went along pretty smoothly all year. What with studying, basketball and the like. the year had gone already. We then enjoyed life as jolly juniorsf, At last we were next in rank to the Seniors and could enjoy a few extra privileges. Mrs. Hood, a new member of the faculty, was our homeroom teacher that year.

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N W H S THE ECHO Page I9 Class Will We, the class of ,441-, Amid the troubles of this war- Rummage to our fellowmen, All that's written by this pen. Ralph Baust will sell his delicate snore To Laverne Flickinger, a Sophomore. Richard Bujington sells that smile of his To Chuck and Bob Devilbiss. Edward Crist auctions his first solo flight To john Crawrner Lto add to his height! . Royce Emerson to Vernon Wagner sells this: His own technique of how to kiss! Harold Fritz sells his garage aches and pains To a husky farmer-Joseph Haines. Eugene Harman auctions his hair so curly To a freshman dude 7, labeled Bud Hurley. Clyde Lease sells his athletic muscle To that junior strong man, Thomas Trussell. Eugene Munshaur offers his nimble physique To none other than Robert Sittig. Vernon Schaeffer sells his movie machine skill, And Kenneth Lowman his position will fill. lean Deardorj lets go of her giggling tongueg lt's headed for the mouth of Stewart Young. Guess what! Edna Young her long curls will doff And sell them all four to .limmy Hoff. Inez Weller auctions her flirtations so gay To Doris Fritz, to use as shesmay. Bernice Talbott is selling her ollice tasks To Elizabeth McKinney to do what Prof asks. Mary Lee Smelser is our next atiractive vendorg She sells to Betty Ecker all her splendor. Winifred Roop auctions her mumps, so alarmin' To a jivin' junior, Carroll Harman. Betty Robertson will part with her figure so thin And sell it to dreamy Betty Goodwin. With her typewriter keys, Myrtle Pilson doth part And sends them into Estelle Srnith's heart. For sale: One sense of humor-Edna Myers. H May I buy that? 'l Harold Kipe inquires. Betty Lookingbill sells her Navy dates To Ruth Smith who patiently waits.