Perry High School - Perryscope Yearbook (Pittsburgh, PA)

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i 1 I its 1 ' ' I s . if I fi R -lip! Q' ' . ll, -K F. . I X1 If ll , A? l -cJq d B K 'W B 3.5 if CLASS HISTGRY I PUSHED back a wisp of gray hair as I settled into the -easy chair before the Hreplace. As I sat gazing into the open fire, a huge, white brick building, surrounded by torrid tongues of flame, sprang up from the 'burning logs. My memories returned to that building, Perry High School, where the four happiest years of my life were spent. The sca-ttered embers and glowing knots of wood became a group of youngsters, straggling up the steps of Perry to their first glimpse of high school life. Thinking of school reminded me of the old, musty photograph album, that I have cherished all these years. Picking it up, it fell op-en to a picture of Dr. john H. Adams. That brought to mind our first day. The welcome speech he gave us was so inspiring, that, as we left the auditorium, each student was determined to do 'his best. Our freshman year was -eventful in that we were separated from some of our oldest friends and were -placed with strangers who were distined to become our new classmates as well as our friends. Also wehad to 'become accustomed to finding our way through a seemingly enormous building, we got our first glimpse of life-preparing subjects, and we all became adjusted to high school life in general. There's the picture of our Sophomore Class. Weren't we an alert looking group of students ! ! ! We were all eager to do our best, even though it did require a lot of time, but somehow we always managed to get it done. My, this picture is well worn! The picture of our football team! I still remember how we used to stand for two hours in the rain to boost Perry on to another victory. How we entered the various clubs! We w-ere certainly always willing to support school activities! Looking up from the album and gazing into the fire, the licks of fllame seemed to paint va portrait of our Junior Class, after it had been enlarged by a group of students from Hamilton. They were a super gang and fitted right into our 'eleventh grade family. Sadness settled over the class 'as we were separated into three home rooms during the first half of the eleventh grade. Miss Waddell f111j, Dr. Cretzinger 11041, and llvfiss Altsman 0095 were our guiding lights. We were much happier wh-en some of us were recombined under the leadership of Miss Waddell in the last half of our Junior Year. As the pine began to smoke, the fireplace sent forth huge smoke rings which brought to mind the day we got Page Twenty-six ei is 4 if if

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R , GL - I it . ' I i 5 . me as . ' 1- R .1 ' L- Kal Bill ' I f i X M ? ' a f A Q J Q 'CDQS ' ,L T nu. sn- lg 5' ag kg' ' f 1 EL I out class rings. That was the day that we really felt important. As here 1S a picture of the boys from our class who were on the football and basketball teams. The Juniors took to sports with a new enthusiasm because members of our own class were eligible for the team. What's this? Why, it's a picture of some seniors. Now, why did I ever have that in this part of my album? Ch! now I remember. Every member of the class took on 'a new air of importance because we were ready to embark upon the most important journey of high school lifeh-Our Senior Year. Scanning the title page brought back memories of the students who doubled so as to graduate a semester early. Cur different little get-togethers afforded many an evenings entertainment. Here were Ray Bairhialter, Robert Ballinger, Ernest Beven, Charles Covert, Bill Jones, Bob Koepp, Jerry McNeiT, Tony Pedone, Bill Purse, james Siebel, Bob Wasliixigton, and james Veverka, who were the repref scntatives of our class in the armed forces. Thinking of our Senior year reminded me of our graduating pictures, the senior play, the Section II football championship, 'and baccalaureate. Why, here's a picture of Miss Anderson 0151 and Miss Straessley f208J who took over as navigators the last half of our Senior Year and chartered the course to our destination-Graduation. I looked on in the album, and tears came to my eyes as I came across the picture of our class in caps and gowns. I remembered how we all marched down the aisle to Pomp and Circumstancew, each filled with his own thoughts of the past four years-and a thought, too, of the future. Here is the last picture, a picture of Perry High School, the Alma Mater of which I 'am very proud. 'I closed my album of memories and leaned back and watched the fire. The visions of all my school life had passed before me and left me with tearfstained cheeks. I closed my album remembering how graduation had left an empty feeling in our hearts to be filled and consoled only by memories. Beverly Robbins Page Tll79nly'Sel7Cll