Norwalk High School - Reminiscentiae Yearbook (Norwalk, CT)

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' - t' K' 13- i' W thllllllllllllllvillllllllllllllllllu' x , v. . .. . .3 N f 7- W ..-;,.,x-L. e t .llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllb Cfaaa Qioff HOWARD A. NEWMAN Our Baby Philosopher. JENNIF. V. NURDLUNDgEnforced goodness is a crime, But you have the llreal stuffll every time! LAWRENCES .OLMSTE . a lot of sunshine to make its melons grow, for you are always smiling! BEATRICE OLSEN-Eddie, where art thou? JACK B. OySULLIVANelicad of the stock exchange in N. H. S. ADA PRESCOTTeOur future Brookside school-teacher. Ada has already had some experience there. FLORENCE M. RAYMOND-The only thing we have against you, Mabel, is that you hail from Darien. LENA ROSENBERGeLena, are you here? We donW hear you. EUGENE ROTHettGet off the held ll, IINIIHIIIHMIIIHIHlllllllllllllllmlllmlIlllllllllllllllllllhllllllllllIllllmlllllllmlllllllllllmllIllllllllmlllllllllmllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll ' JOSEPH RUDDEReMan is the only creature endowed with the power of laughter. Is he not the only one that deserves to be laughed at? IDA M. SCOFIELDeXVe lose no time at our class meetings for Ida takes care of z a n, a E a -- a .- g - K .- .- .- .- -- .- - : c: .. - - .- .- : - z..- .- - -a- - .- - - 2 e h : ,-l .- - 2 - '- f:: n K .. :- .- .' V- .- z .E - : : ... s 7.1 t: - - - - .- .- a E' t- : : h; - our minutes. ETHEL M. SMITHeThere are many Smiths in the world, but give us Ethel! CECELIA TARLovettNow, listen-Jl DAVID TAVLIN-Jtist take it slow and easy. ZOLTAN G. VADASeHow often do you get a Marcel, Zoltan? AMY M. W7EEwSpeccl1 is silver, silence is golden. Amy prefers silver. llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllIllllNIHIllllHllllllllllllllllllllllm MARION S. WHITEeThC annoyance of her teachers but the joy of her classmates. illllllll DAViD WILSONeWas Ansonia too slow, Dave? DUNCAN VUNDERHILLeFlOWyS the weather up there, you llLank and Leany Chili Beanie ?l, llllllllllIIllllllmllmmmIWIIIIIIIIHHHIMIHMIlllllmmmIllllllllllllmlllllll JlllllllllllllllllllllllllIlllllllllllllll x I 3n kx I A lmmnm mmmnuws 33'? .. j: ,. w. Timur x... P ; 1'1 glWEtf'11'i 'mHIMIIHlllllllllmllllllllhm Sixty-four

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,3 a yaw. .. mi. 0 rm l smuggr. .9 5.; l I' II-VAl.A bkij' mumumnlmmuuuumllllgg ' Nlllllllllmlllilllllllllllllllllllf'gf ll Hllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllfllllllllllllll l Cfams Qioff A little more wind to that cornet, Charles! lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll' CHARLES A. JENNI NGS ERIC H. JOHNSONeHail, Eric, namesake of kings of old, llllllllllllmll Put on thine armor and speak thyself bold. CLARA K JONEseClara believes that Silence is Golden. ANNA K. KESSLER-Life is too short to wasteiwe wonder if Anna ever tlitl such a thing ! H. JOSEPHINE KIRMAVEReKeep good humor, still, no matter what you lose. LLEWELLYN T. KNAPP And who was more welcome when our spirits were down, Than one who could act like a circus clown! MARY H. KRAMEReShe comes from the well-known town of W'eston. CLARENCE A. LEEMHUIseThe only scout of the Class of 21. EDITH LINCOLNeThe telephone service is poor, Edith. Where are you em- ployed? MABEL I. LOCKwooneLet us know when you get ready to say something, it will surely be worth hearing. RUTH LORING Fm as still as I can be; oh would my neighbors all be one-half so still as little me. RALPH E. LYCETTeHe used to be a country bumpkin, but you ought to see him now. llllllllllllllllllmIllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll Mill llllllllllllllllll lllllllllllllllllllllllIllllllllllllll RAYMOND MALKINeCaitain of the basketball team made him famous. I lLDITH A. MARSLANDellYes thats what I mean? ! ANGELo MARUCA-Who is she now, Angelo? MARY E. MATHEwseFor if she will, she will, you may depend 01ft; But if she wont she wonlt, and there,s an end 01ft. WILLIAM J. MILLICANeThe fellow who put llCanll in Millican. CATHERINE MCCARTHYeThe talkative half of the team of McCarthy and McGarry. ill!!!lllllllllllllllllllIllllllllmll! llllllllllllllllllllllllllIlllllIllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllullllllllllllmlllhlllllllllllllllllllllllllmlIllllIIlllllllllllllmllllllllllll GENEVIEVE MCGARRVeToo much powder and no paint deceives a girl into thinking Her looks are What they aint. ISADORE CHARLES NEVAseThe greatest of faults, we should say, is to be conscious of none. IlllllllllllllmllllllllllllllllillllllllllllllmMlllllmmlIllmlllllllllllllllll lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll A IiILIE-llll 1! l l :1 11f! mnimmmmwlmmt. Sixty-three 1K I You lillilllllllllfQ' :1 y Wrzmltlm:

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10W t , WIIIMHHLUIIMHHHIHHI'IIIld Nnmunmummummmmw b 112' M. ; ii in mm- ?Ljisforg of fEe Cfaaa of 1921 HAT September morning when we first entered the Norwalk High School is clearly remembered. If I had known that I were to be historian of our class, I would have jotted down a few notes to use now. Being no umummmummnuunmmnuum Cumean Sybil, I did not take this wise measure. However, the first day is quite clear enough in the minds of all of us. The Seniors nonchalantly, as became copying the Seniorsl attitude, ignored our very existence. those blase young men and women, and the Juniors, more We entered filled with apprehensions, and questions as to where we were going, or less successfully how would we get there, would we get there? When we entered the doors, we joined the eager, buzzing crowds about the bulletins, on the hrst floor. The huskier ones of us flnally were successful in pushing their way within reading distance and informed us where to go. Quickly and with subdued excitement, we went to our assigned rooms. In this manner, we were launched on the mysterious three-year voyage. We came from both the Center and Franklin Schools, between which had always existed a friendly rivalry in athletics and studies. a ttstand-offlshil air between us. now the Sophomore Class of the Senior High School. However, each part found that the other did not consist of the strange creatures that were first thought of. no longer troubled about whether we came from Center or Franklin. We achieved little, outside Of our studies, in this year. So, at first, there was Soon, we were we were The attitude every- IIIIIIIIIIIIImil!!! lllllIHMWWNIIilllllllllllllllllJIlllllllmlIllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllmlllllllllmlllllllmllllllllllllllllllllllhllllllllllllllllligf where was that Sophs. should be diligent students and not social butterflies. Nevertheless, we managed to find our way into the various organizations. We made those classical mistakes. the boys up the girlst Many wandered into every room but the right one. The upper class-men ridiculed our blunders and took pleasure in seeing history repeat itself. Soon, we became wary of making mistakes. At the end of a few weeks, we felt the routine of the school. At the end of the school year, we felt we knew all there was to be known about the school. Look- ing back, we find we took the attitude of Spectators rather than of Actors. Our Junior year contained more activity on the part of the class. We were no longer mere spectators. XVe were the Juniors! We now held an assured position. No longer need we sit on the side lines. We were What an assurance and authority we felt when we first entered the Junior year! XVe found this year more joyful, I think because we felt we played an impor- tant part in the school life. The first act on the part of our class, vas to give the Junior social, an annual affair. The audience received our entertainment in an approving manner. Altogether, we considered that the affair had passed off very well and we were gratified at our first social activity. The girls walked up the boysl stairways: stairways. mmummmmummmummumnnummmmnmmnmmmmmmmuuunmmnuummm l l ltin the game. lllllIliumllillllllllllmlllllilllllllllllllmmlllmmmIllltlllllllllllllllll MllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllliIllllllllllllllllllllllJlllllllllllllmllHlNIHIll !Illllllllllllmllllllllll m; V 7a.?! ' 0- i M e ' i 9- M74 1mm m. V lAifl'l'l JIIWu a m li : l'u 1!. l bk I alimuimn iizmwm'une: 3'1: I H De 1' M2: -:' It .1. A'Al'I-x