Randolph Union High School - Galloping Ghost Yearbook (Randolph, VT)

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Galloping Ghost Our class officers Were: President, Allen Sprague, vice president, Cynthia Holden, secretary, Janet Prescott, treasurer, Joan Rye, Student Council, Jean Brigham and Edward Brown. Our freshman Carnival play was Ghost of a Show. We entered the sophomore class with 58 of us still going strong. Our class advisers were Miss Burke and Mr. Gray. We lost Ruth Price, Paul Bent, Lucille Farnham, Arnold Durkee and Robert Hunt, and gained Albert Cooper and Marie Julian. ' Our class officers were: President, Jean Brigham, vice president, Al- len Sprague, secretary, Joan Rye, treasurer, Cynthia Holden, Student Council, Jane Wood and Jerry Thomas. For our sophomore Carnival play we presented In May With J une. We also had our annual corn roast. Before we knew it we found ourselves jolly juniors. This year the class was decreased to 45. We lost Geraldine Bowen, David Bell, Robert Bowen, Helen Flint, Donald Russell, Ramon Tancreti, Ralph Thurber, Hazel Bennett, Judith Gratton, Roberta Tabor, George Berry, Kenneth King and Franklin Williams. Our class officers were: President, Richard Rattie, vice president, Edward Brown, secretary, Cynthia Holden, treasurer, Raymond Poulin, Student Council, Alfred Jarvis and Marie Julian, advisers, Mr. Bond and Mr. Parker. We had Hearts and Flowers for our Carnival play. We conducted dancing school and had a corn roast. At last we found ourselves silly seniors. We lost Marilyn McGee, Leta Martell, Beverly Bowen, and, unfortunately, Lawrence Berry, in an accident, and gained Arthur Krivacs. Cur class numbers, at this point, 41. We elected as our officers: President, Allen Sprague, vice president, Jean Chambers, secretary, Cynthia Holden, treasurer, Raymond Poulin, Student Council, Jean Sivret and Edward Brown, advisers, Mr. Bond and Mr. Robertie. Our senior play was Connecticut Yankee, which turned out to be a success after all. Hummingbird Hiccups, our Carnival play, came through and we, at last, Walked away with the cup. Despite all the talk about our being the worst class all twelve years, we realize they have been some of the most important years of our lives. With all that sadness in mind we say goodbye to our school days and bring this, our history, to a close.

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26 Galloping Ghost 4 Class History by Dorothy Fullam, Jean Chambers, and Anita Tancrleti One sunny morning in September, 1938, Miss Simonds fnow Mrs. Gaidysj and Miss Blodah looked down upon thirty-nine beaming :faces destined to become the senior class of 1950. Of these, only nine are grad- uating this year. The most remembered fact was that of Silas Carpenter, who spent a good share of the year sitting in the wastepaper basket. Miss Ackroyd took us over in the second grade. Betsy Birchard, Anita Tancreti, Mavis Carpenter and Wesley Rumney joined us. Many a ruler was broken this year for various reasons. Everybody seemed to get better books than Mavis Carpenter and we used that fact to tease her most of the time. Despite the tales we heard about hair-pulling and trips to the coat- room, we spent an enjoyable year with Mrs. Stokes in the third grade. This year we gained Peter Kling, Jerry Thomas and Kenneth King. Even at this early stake, we had steadies such as Jean Brigham and Peter Kling. Luckily, we passed into the fourth grade with Miss Walbridge looking down upon our dumb little faces, especially in history class. Dorothy Ful- lam and Kenneth Lewis always seemed to be at the foot of the class -- in history, that is. We gained Glenora Staples and Richard Rattie this year. Under the iron hand of Miss DeLuca, in the iifth grade, we learned the forty-eight states and their capitals. Our childish minds remember best that Miss DeLuca's hair changed color from day to day. This year we gained Ed Brown, Dick Morse, Dick Wilson, Beverly and Geraldine Bowen and Raymie Rattee. In the fall of 1943 we entered the sixth grade under the direction of Miss Dorothy Marshall. She tried very hard to teach us to draw but finally gave up as we used a whole sheet of drawing paper to draw one little duck. We gained David Bell, Allen Wright, Roma Burke and Joan Bidwell. Joan Bidwell caused great excitement on the playground one day by getting into a fight with Richard Rattie and actually pinning him to the ground - and not with pins and needles either! I ! Roma Burke's coat hanger was the envy of all the girls and, because we were all jealous, we used to hide it on her. We felt pretty proud of ourselves when we iinally entered junior high under jovial Mrs. Simmons. It was during this year that we lost one of the nicest teachers Randolph could ever have. Mrs. Buck Know Mrs. Blais- dellj took us over and did a good job. We all liked her and tried to learn our lessons for her. This year we gained Buddy Bowen, who introduced many new ideas into our innocent little heads. Our seventh grade picnic turned out to be a complete failure due to our breaking into a camp and not realizing what we were doing. For our play we put on The Apple of His Eye. In the fall of 1945 we crossed the hall into the eighth grade with Mrs. Gray. During this year, Mr. Amee substituted for Mrs. Blaisdell and tried to teach us civics. We remember him because of the slight crush he had on Cynthia Holden. Remember the time he was painting the interior of Mr. Boright's house, Cynthia? We spent much time after school for put- ting tacks in other classmates' seats and not owning up to it. We gained Ralph Thurber. With faltering steps we climber the stairs to high school. We had Mr. Murray and Miss Johnson as advisers for our large class of 63.

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Galloping Ghost Class Will by J edn Sirret, Evelyn Wagner and Raymond Ponlin We the class of 1950, do hereby publish and declare this to be our last will and testament: To the Junior Class, we will our unquestionable and unexcelled class dignity. To the Sophomore Class, we bequeath our private abode, Room 14, in hopes that they will have as many happy moments there as we did. To the Freshman Class, we leave the hope that if We made it, so can they. To the faculty we will our ability to take life easy - enough said. ' I, Elizabeth Bassett, do will my long fingernails to Shirley Bird Cjust in case she gets hungryl. I, Betsy Birchard, do will my position as captain of the cheerleaders to anyone who thinks he can keep peace and quiet. ' I, Loraine Boudreau, will my ability to be the first at school in the morning to those juniors who come at 8:31. I, Theresa Brassard, do leave my job of keeping the school savings accurately and in order to Dorothy Amadon. I, Jean Brigham, do will my steadiness to Pat Brainerd so Dick Morse won't have to worry so much in the future. I, Robert Broadwell, do will my ability to sleep wherever I am to Elwin Preston, who needs more rest. I, Edward Brown, do bequeath my ability to talk my way out of any situation to Sherman Salter. I, Lawrence Camp, do leave my calm and easy-going manner to Larry Leonard. I, Jean Chambers, do will my fondness for boys with blonde hair to the few girls remaining who do not feel the same way. I, Albert Cooper, do will my large vocabulary to anyone who can tell me what I'm talking about. U I, Doris Davis, do will my spectacles to Wendall Thurston so that he may continue to spot the oncoming cars while on patrol duty. I, Dorothy Fullam, do will my ability to keep more than one man on the string to Elaine Chadwick, who seems to be having trouble. I, June Harding, do will my love for flowers to Pat Estabrook so that the school building will continue to look homey, I, Cynthia Holden, do will my ability to speak up in class meetings to the Class of '51, so that nothing will be put over on them. I, Alfred Jarvis, do will my quiet manner to Gordon Brown - just to give the teachers a rest. I, Marie Julian, do will my soft, delicate voice to Marylin Packard. I, Zita Knowles, do will my love for out-of-town boys to Edna Bing- ham. I, Art.hur Krivacs, do bequeath my reputation for being the answer to a maiden's prayer back to Clark Gable.