Nott Terrace High School - Terracian Yearbook (Schenectady, NY)

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nlor Class Wi MELVA WIEDEMANN HERMAN VEN ER We the Class of Old Nott Terrace, We the Class of '38, By the waters of the Mohawk, In the valleys rich and fertile, Hereby make our will and teSt'ment While we're in sound m-ind and mem'ry. WHEREAS: Charlotte Willey generously di- vides her powers of mind among those who need them for use toward graduation: and WHEREAS: Betty Hamm leaves her efferves- cent happiness to anyone who may have the same reason for it as she has: and WHEREAS: Doris Douglass bequeaths her eyes of wondering innocence to Betty jane Dull, who is sure to give them just as effective use: and WHEREAS: Alice Reynolds leaves her squeaks to Hazel Connolly with instructions for every day and special use and directions for oiling: and WHEREAS: Peggy Briggs bequeaths a well- trained comb to Lydia Fuller with complete di- rections so that it will not miss its former mis- tress: and WHEREAS: George York leaves his title of Vice-President in charge of Puns to Paul Working his way through college Myers: and WHEREAS: The velvet-tongued Mr. Arony leaves his gift of gab to Mr. Dunstan to persuade the freshmen class to keep up the purchase of tax stamps: and WHEREAS: Warren fGalahadJ Danis leaves to Ye Olde Halles of Nott Terrace the memory of a chivalrous cavalier: and WHEREAS: Evelyn Nold and Mary Mc- Laughlin donate to the library a copy of their book The One-Man Policy, including joint in- structions for obtaining success: and WHEREAS: Captain John Faddegan leaves his post as Terrace Guard Captain with somewhat large shoes for the next captain to fill: and WHEREAS: Elsie Diggs leaves her ever-present male following to Joan Ipsen Qproviding fney don't follow her to Virginia, : and WHEREAS: Bob Howard leaves his glib tongue to the same luckless individual that inherits Bob Kerste's habit of skipping fit will help him get by :Miss Hoskins-I hope: : and WHEREAS: Melva Wiedemann bequeaths her chic raiment and the knack for effective use to Louise Bates: and WHEREAS: Dave Ipsen leaves his solemn face to haunt Mrs. Furnside when she thinks of a good joke she could have used QShe tried unsuccess- fully for one whole year to make him laughj: and WHEREAS: Lawrence Hennessy leaves his pink cheeks to the girls who are reduced to using rouge: and WHEREAS: Luke Zilles leaves several wads of gum on desks throughout the school to the stu- dent or janitor who is ambitious enough to re- move them: and WHEREAS: Vance Crawford leaves his drawl to Mimi Nelson in the hope that she might talk more slowly: and WHEREAS: Gordon Sack, the perfect dancer, leaves his ability to Peter Paul Miller, who isn't exactly poor himself: and WHEREAS: Dorn Barclay leaves his method of wooing delicious purveyors of feminine pulohri- tude to Stephen Garahan QNo cutting in eitherj : and WHEREAS: Robert Snell-ing leaves his business- like atmosphere to Willy Wilkin to run the Stu- dents' Store to the best advantage: and WHEREAS: Nancy Grant leaves her track star to any young gal who can catch him: and WHEREAS: Since going out with a Mont Pleasant girl constitutes an act of High Treason, James Morgan will not be allowed to bequeath anything. CAnd there's no appeal to a higher courtj. Therefore we, the class of June 1938, do hereby subscribe our hand and seal to this our last will and testament.

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Senior Class The birch bark editions of the Terrace Trib- une lured Minnie to desert Watha and join the baby class. After months of slaving for the senior staff, the papooses at last moved up. Alexander Arony became editor-in-chief, Char- lotte Willey, first page editor, Connie Max- well, second page 3 Jason Tepper, third page 3 Sue Stern, fourth page, Dick Weber, art editor, while little Nlinnie Haha became a star reporter. In September '37, neck and neck, Minnie and Watha dashed up the stairs eager to be at the grind again, ugh, ugh! The Harvest Powwow was held and Big Chief jakobowski continued to reign assisted by Vice President Alvin List, Secretary George Howell, and Treasurer Mary Contompasis. Gordon Sack took over his job as president of the Student Council, and the school year began with football as the current craze. Minnie and Watha joined the rest of the crowd and swarmed to the games. They cheered for all the players, especially those super braves that came from their own tribe: Dave Guyon, Mash Mashuta, Porky Diamante, Corky Gilles- pie, Stewie Goldblatt, Cas Nejman, Gordie Sack, Bill Rybicki. At the Mont Pleasant-Nott Terrace game they enthusiastically waved their blue and white banners and started on the Snake History Dance, but all their prayers to the Rain God were of no avail, and they went home damp, delighted, and delirious over the third consecu- tive triumph over Mont Pleasnt. On the night of November 24, Minnie and Watha, not having enough stamps, crashed their party, the Dance to the Great Big Apple. Never before had Don Eagan's tomtoms beaten with such wild swing, even the dignified George Howell fell prey to the intoxicating cider of the Big Apple. Minnie was just about to win the shagging contest, but Watha tripped and the honors went to Leo Holland and Madeline Mabie. Mid years passed. Minnie and Watha were inspired. They'd try out for the senior plays, all three of them. With fear and trembling they stuttered through the try outs. Minnie wanted to be Sylvette with Watha across the wall, but her only reward was the part of bench, and she does hate being sat on. Well, anyhow she gets her picture in the year book. The Great Spirit has been kind. For three years he has brought victory and Wampum to our tribe. Nightly Minnie, Watha, and everybody else prays to him to guide us through the re- gents to the Happy Hunting Ground of Grad- uation.

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Senior Class Prophecy KENNETH DAVIS Calling the East-Calling the West -- Call- ing the alumni of the class of '38- This is your keyhole commentator, Wendell Cady, bringing you a blow by blow description of the battle between Dr. Clarence Hewlett and his Terracescope. This instrument has the remarkable ability to see anyone, anytime, anyplace. It's amazing! In fact if I were you, I wouldn't 'believe it either. Advancing from his corner Dr. Hewlett crouches warily over the control board, and the first picture flashes on the screen. I see Alex Arony seated at the editorial desk of his newspaper holding hands with his secre- tary, Elaine Greene, but of course he is just taking her finger prints. Next the lenses focus on Bob Howard Kas farefree a cabby as ever careened crazily around a cornerj toting Bud List and his carrot-topped companion, Marjorie Sogge, to the Hotel Ter- race, of which Bud is manager. With another adjustment I see the world's greatest jitterbug, Vance Hot Foot Craw- ford, swinging into his Arkansas Blues. The killers of melody, Gilbert Dibble and David Blake are in complete control of the clarinets and stuff, while Tessie Goure and Tommy Corrigan tickle the ivories. Rachel Friedlund slaps it out on her bass viol, while Lawrence Hennessy toots his trumpet and Clayton Smith slides his trombone. Now I know how the junior Leaguer's spend their time as their meeting-room comes into view. Connie Maxwell, chairman, is trying to break up a discussion on the latest thing in synthetic silk socks in order to introduce the speaker of the day, Nancy Grant, noted Doctor of Foo-losophy, -but Peggy BriggS, Melva Wiedemann, Evelyn Nold, and Elsie Diggs just aren't interested. Next I see a tennis court, and on it Bud Schat- tan and Janet Scantlebury in as hot a game as ever singed the fuzz off a tennis ball. Doc. Hewlett is having a little trouble there. One tube seemed to be running a temperature, but an ice pack soon fixes it up. WENDELL CADY After this very trying ordeal, Jim Morgan speeds into view on his motorcycle in hot pur- suit of Doug Two Wheels to a Corner Cor- lette. Peggy Bolt can hardly surpress a giggle when Officer Morgan flashes a little pink ticket in front of Doug's befuddled countenance. With a few adjustments I see Warren Danis, the king of ice cream cones, treating June Dannenburg to a container of chilled chocolate moo-juice. Switching in the cosmic compensator I see Gordon Stebbins heckling David Ipsen, Presi- dent of the American Society of Engineers, for a job as treasurer, but Dave seems calms, cool, and contented to do the collecting himself. The range finder clicks and I see Ben Jako- bowski covering the Olympic tryouts for Life. He is all set to take an angle shot at Jack Ehrcke, the ding-dong daddy of the platform dive, when Janet Cassler and Bernice Jungk saunter by. J ack hastily takes a swan dive fwhich looks more like a flying tacklej and Ben nearly trips over his tripod on his way to lunch. After monkeying around with the mechanism for a few moments there appears Charlotte Willey, senator from New York, discussing plans with Alice Reynolds of the W. W. W. A. F. M. A. CWorld Wide Women's Association for More Attentionj. Alice believes that there should be a six hour week and higher wages, so that men would have more time and money to spend on the fairer sex, but one blushing Scotchman, Ronald McIntyre, claims he is pestered to death as it is. Hold it, folks 5 something new has just turned up. The machine is getting ferocious, but here comes Doc. Hewlett with a monkey wrench, and it looks like the end of the Terracescope. We would like to -bring you the finish of this terrific struggle, but the time is growing short on the air. This is Wendell Cady in Schenec- tady, New York, where salaries may grow big, but heads stays the same size. Good night to you, and I do mean youl