Abington High School - Oracle Yearbook (Abington, PA)

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ALBERT WALTER ZACKEY, JR. Oh, what a man is our own Albert Zackey! A1 just burst into Abington High School one day in old '27 from Highland School. Immediately his athletic ability popped forth on the tennis court and soccer field. He fell not only for athletics but for musical activities as well. And by the way, you should hear him at the console! We heard A1 warbling at Glee Club rehearsals as well as in the operetta, Sapoleon Saps. We knew Albert as a member of the Spanish Club. Yes A1 has still another talent—can he argue? '‘His heart is open u-hen his tongue is loosed. WE’RE LEAVING We’re leaving the place of our school days, The teachers and friends we held dear; We're leaving and going our own way With handshakes and even a tear. For some there's a pathway of flowers; For others, there's mist in the skies; For some, there are sunshiny bowers; That bring only joy to their eyes. We'll set up our goal on the summit And climb, though the pathway be steep; And if some grow faint and stray from it. We'll try to smile and not weep. We'll think of those dear, happy school days— Old memories locked tight in each heart— Were sad as we travel life’s highway To think that all good friends must part. Agnes K. Greener, ’31. June, 1931 25

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C AROLYN REIGLE WALTER Carolyn, as many others of our class, also comes from Highland. As a wee freshman, Cal joined the Spanish and Commercial Clubs, having been an active and helpful member ever since. In her senior year, Cal was chosen secretary of the Library Club. Cal is a very demure little girl with a sweet shy smile but she does love to dance. One peep into the gym at lunch time will certainly verify the fact. Doris is Carolyn’s best friend; where the one is, the other is not far distant. “She starts, she moves, she seems to feel The thrill of life along her heel. DONALD SHEPHERD WEBSTER Whenever the coach needed to test a new play, he ran it at Don. If D. Webster couldn’t stop it. nobody could. After three hours of football, he would walk five and a half miles home. No wonder he liked to sleep in school; wouldn’t you? He seemed to keep awake long enough to go to Spanish Club. If this didn’t weary him too much, he attempted to stay awake in class. He even managed to write for the Oracle occasionally. If we forget all this, we shall remember Don for his curly hair and well-balanced sense of humor. “ With crispy locks o'er spread. MARGARET CRICHTON WETMORE Sleek black hair, brown sparkling eyes, full of life—that’s Margie. Always on her toes, looking for more excitement—and finding it too. incidentally! In she danced from ye Olde Weldon Sc hool. Immediately, to her surprise, she found herself a member of the Latin. French. Reading and Dramatic clubs. Margie showed that she was a true follower of dramatics by being cast as Vivian Darrell, the lisping vamp in the Senior Play. But at times Margie could be serious and it was in such moments that she edited the alumni department of the Oracle. Margie was a frequenter of the library for reading purposes -she believes in living to learn. “ Fair as a star when only one is shining in the sky. HELEN ANNETTA WISHAM That very tiny giggly person with mischievous blue Irish eyes surely wasn’t cut out for the role of a staid, dignified, intelligent high school graduate. But looks must deceive for “Peanuts” arrived at such a position in only four short years,—and how short those years seem to her classmates —after she walked out from the portals of Glenside-Weldon Grammar School. Helen, planning to be “somebody’s stenog,” immediately settled down to master the commercial course and in conjunction with this, to aid the Commercial Club. Success is sure to find Helen for she already has coordination of mind and fingers on her typewriter. “ A merry-hearted maid. The Oracle

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The Class of June, 1931 CLASS OFFICERS Harold Spencer...................................President George Boiston..............................Vice President J eanne Runciman.................................Secretary Edward Schaefer..................................Treasurer Class Flower Our aim: Success; our hope: To win. Class Motto Blue and Silver Class Colors Tea Rose Class Yell Rickety-rax, rackety-russ, What in thunder’s the matter with us? Nothing at all and that’s no bluff. We’re in it. We’ve got the stuff. We study hard. We have our fun. Seniors! Seniors!'31! 26 The Oracle