Warsaw High School - Blast Yearbook (Warsaw, NY)

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Friday, March 8-Atlantic City Br-r-r, Br-r-r, Br-r-r- Oh, darn it, somebody get up and answer that telephone. Answer it yourself, you aren't a cripple by any chance!!! 'LC, what do you want? Room 5227? Good Morning. Its six-forty-live. tvoice with a smilel. Oh, Yes! Thank you! fclankj Hey, the rest of you, its time to get up. What! Just got to bed. Well whose fault is that? Where do we go today. Ch!! to none other than America's playground. No, not Atlantic City. Q Yep! Let's go down to the Cafeteria for breakfast. Alright, it 's too late for anything else. I i 1 S S 'I IVell, good lord, don't blame me, I didn't say it was a. good place to eat. If I ever could get my hands on that little shrimp, I'll wring his neck. Who? Who do you expect? Eddie Wagenblass -Sure, he said it was O. K. Ugh! ! ' Hurry up, want to miss the bus? Well, look at it rain. You knew it. Well, dummy, why didn't you tell me? I'd have worn a hat that didn 't bulge in the middle when it got wet. N o time to change now!! Boy! what a day. Raining here in Atlantic City, too. Taxi! Sure! Boardwalk. Well, jipped again. Only half a block. Here we are, now to get dry. Gosh, I'm hungry. You say, let's go in this book store? How 's that going to keep me from starving? Oh alright have it your own way. Well, let 's get out of here, besides being stuffy, it is expen- sive. Ch, air again!fRain has stopped. It has too. No, Charles, that 's the Casino, not the place they swim. See they swim over here. Well, let's eat. What! you want more books? Come on, we 'll get the next taxi. There we missed it because you were so slow. Ferry. Seems like Buffalo. Brakeman must have fallen asleep and left the brake on. Slow! Here we are! Somebody say this was Camden? Well, I didn't know it. Here this is our train. Sure, don't you see the ' Page twenty-three

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Tuesday, April 2-Annapolis. Twenty-five miles as the crow flies from either Wasliiiigton or Baltimore, is the city on the Severn River which throughout the world is known as the home of the United State Naval Aca- demy. In the halls of the Academy twenty-four hundred Midship- men are housed. They comprise the famous Navy so well known and feared in sport and war. Wlietlier it be a long end run, or a hard battle, the Middies are there! Annapolis itself is wrapped yet in the eighteenth century. As you pass through the streets of the town, you are struck by the stately colonial designs of the buildings. The low overhanging trees, narrow streets and colonial architecture make one feel out of place in 1929 after seeing Wasliington. But the Academy itself, possesses modern architecture to the highest degree. Cn the way to the Naval Academy we visited the following points of interest, The Maryland State House where George Wasli- ington resigned as Commander-in-chief of the army of the Revolu- tion and where the Continental Congress met when Annapolis was the Nation's capital, St. John's College and on its Campus the Liberty tree which is said to be more than six sundred years old, also St. Anne's Church, established by an act of Parliament in 1692, Then came the Academy, itself. As we arrived, the men were just passing to and from classes. U VVe passed through the building in an awakening sense of realization. John Paul Jones' mausoleum attracted many. The cases of gold trophies, swords, baseballs, basketballs and footballs attracted those more athletically inclined. Huge tablets on the wall displayed the outcome and score of every Army-Navy game. Now for sports-. The Navy always has a good football team as its trophies bear witness. Evidently its basketball team also knows when, where, why and how! There are about twenty-eight tennis courts forming two long rows near the campus.-Attention, McGee!-Gold baseballs, symbolic of victories, also adorn the trophy shelves. Yes- we're proud of our Navy! We should be when they can produce annually an excellent array of baseball, football, basketball, rowing, soccer, track, lacrosse, tennis, swim- ming, boxing, wrestling and fencing teams. If you are planning a visit to Wasliington, D. C., be sure to in- clude Annapolis in your itinery. If you have already been to VVashington plan another pilgrimage to Annapolis, for if you have never seen the Naval Academy, you can scarcely deny your- self such an enjoyable trip. Page twenty-two

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VanZile sign? Of course, it's our party! Who else has a name like that? Well, here we are, wish we'd get started. They are probably waiting for Miss Hanchette and Edwin Wagenblass. Nope, they're here. Must be Bub and Ruth. Wonder if Annetta's up yet? Sure, there she is. Fancy her being up at such an hour. ten o'clock, Well!! Well!! Look here, I cantt eat books. Oh, Well, now are we going to eat? Good Italian food? Sure, anything, as long as they are not Scotch. M'm great! Say, what time is it? One thirty, would you be- lieve it? Oome on, now. No silhouttes, today. What! you're going in? Oh, alright. Let's see yours. Sure someone else wasn't stand- ing in front of you. Hear what that lady said to me? She said, It's ,really beautiful, dear, my perfect, perfect! Sliced it kind of thick, didn't she? Time to go back. You want to buy some beads. Sure, go ahead. Bet you get stung! or strung!! Sure, this is the way. There's the station, over there, see? Salt water taffy! Sure! you wouldn't be happy if you didn't have a package to carry. Back to the Hotel. And now, my dear children, to end this sweet story, I believe that the Atlantic Oity try proved to be O. K. except for a few black circles under eyes. Don't be silly. Certainly we were tired! SNAP SHOTS OF OUR DIGNIFIED SENIORS IN WASHINGTON Charles Pettengill hurling chocolate-bars at innocent lobby- ists in the Harrington. Ward Slocum trying to put one over on Uncle Sam by mailing fifty postal cards without stamps. P. S.-Ward is forgetful at times. Dayton Eddy and Oharles Thomson the Peeping-Toms of the hotel. Bill McGee 's search for excitement led him to a tour with some dangerous people from the wilds of Penn. We think Bill, was the innocent victim of shyncroziae, or loss of memory. Gladys Smith, Liz Donnelly and Doris Firestine threw every- thing but the bureau and bath tub into the skylight below. Bub and Ruth being t'shadowed to the room of a sick friend. P. S.-Bub returned to his room ruthlesstlyl. Pge twenty-four