Abington High School - Oracle Yearbook (Abington, PA)

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IK NAN DIVALERIO, '51 IS s Du y Ahh' ' 'a r September 8-What a time! Flocks of wide-eyed sophomores tramped the halls a.nd added to the general confusion of any opening session. My classes are wonderful, but rather noisy amid the clatter of falling stone and hammering that goes along with the construction of new 'Lire towers. Looks like a wonderful year. September 29-We won our first football game of this season tonight under the lights. Joe Dinkins streaked down the Held through the whole Haverford team to score our winning touchdowns, as Abington started their league race with a spirited victory. October 27-Tonight was just over too soon. The whole gang came to Freundschaft 'l'anz, and what a time we had playing Canasta and dancing! We never did pick a ping-pong champion. but it took old-fashioned cider and doughnuts to cool us oif after some heated contests. The 55100 profit from this Student Council Open House will buy a three-speed record player for our affiliate in Germany. October 30-This school resembled M. G. M. today. From Mrs. Wyatt's usually quiet ohice came sounds of dramatic. emotional voices. Upon in- vestigation I found nervous seniors trying' out for their play. I wish them luck. October 31-Seventy civic-minded' Abingtonians left for a day's session at the United Nations. Six-thirty was an unmerciful hour for the poor dears to have to leave. Guess the New Yorkers didn't know what to make of the two carloads of strange creatures passing through their fair city. A few students had high ideals for settling the world problems, but listening to one Russian attack for fifteen minutes was enough to discourage the best peacemakers. Our soccer team gave its all today. but the Ha.llowe'en jinx was on Abing- ton. We tied a powerful Lower Merion team in a game we had' to win to cap- ture the championship. It looks like a fine crew for next year's season. Novmber 10- Trix on the Styx , an underworld of mystery, was created tonight for the Latin Club turnabout. Under the red lights from down

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cost only five dollars. It was made by a small, unknown company. Every boy on the block had one or was getting one for Christmas, and I was no exception. Almost all the conversation was about The Man, and all of us could hardly wait to own one. Finally Christmas came, and I feverish- ly hunted for the box in which The Man rested. At last I found it and hurriedly put the robot together with almost super- human speed. When it was finished, I spoke my Hrst command, Walk, and it walked. Completely enthralled, I gave it other simple directions, which it followed. All afternoon I played with it, stopping just long enough for dinner. I telephoned my friends, and they all had a Man and were just as excited as I. Only too soon night came, and at ten I drowsily went to bed and immediately fell asleep, dreaming of The Man. Suddenly there were screams from every direction. Instinctively I held my hands over my ears. My first thought was, It's a nightmare, but as the screams increased, I looked out of the window. There my eyes saw what my mind did not believe. There, there in the streets were hundreds of Men, all armed with guns, against which the peo- ple were powerless. Then, a wild' thought struck my mind-invasion. Yes, our teacher had said the Martians might look like this. And we had laughed! But there was no laughing now, just stark, naked terror. Only later was I to know the truth of my guess. The Martians, who looked exactly like The Men, had used The Men as decoys, later mingling with them in their invasion of the earth. But now, I dressed and, rushed wildly toward the door-and stopped, for the door slowly opened and two Men, Martians now, stood there. ' -I J' V S IZA X 5 1385 I i ' 'N ' J . I 4 . 4.3 .i 1 f'afE.' 1 ' ' ' ...Uv- 1 .y L: lt ,, ., ,Ly-11 2 pg, 1 W, -,M i-,v,.,.iT V, I . h -1', .'i-1'L1- ' .qt QW 1 vs' ,V 1.,-rg.,--N m.f':t....:f I I of Y t I rf. ':-up-'W' fy- ' ' IW .- fyg-Lf 2-A-v,':'f1 ' .zz . H 'fee .f- W's:?- .2-.rr AM. 1.1 .nw . - e- - -f fm - -- Ai? 7.1 2 ,., ,L A pw- YF: ' fx.. .bah -U.: .J H.. . ,.,,. 4 -N , 3: my-,-, - -. Sui-,s--, ' '- ' 1 , -.af 'I-:. -- ' if a. ,X igijmfl I 2 Ilarlgigig. if W A . ,ia 21 ' 5, ' 'I ,,X,-'79,-ff' igfeeihi- ' f-1: 'e. ,. is I nfl., .gg-ii, X xy 1f 52',5' 1 21Qll'r1'- ybfij., 1 vwa, ' E .s:t.ff!:'i fS3i'iE?1:11 1.1.5.-'1F.. ., ' 'fr f'w.,rg:-gr lwjl-Q A 1- f- -- 4- A- ' 4. is 55:-1:11 ir , Taj- ,,5-.e,, . 1 , ii ,Q v,,3,'1 5.221-J 1:31, , b, V .why I an H ...-g,g.f1 ' :nb ' .Q 5 GEORGE WOODWARD, '52 Then they spoke, not through the mouth, but by mental telepathy., They ordered me to go, and I went, too shaken to do anything else. Now we were the robots, and the Martians' were our captors. As we reached the street, I took a wild look around, and despair flew into my heart. Everywhere there were chaos and ruin. There was no hope for Earth. As the two strongest countries on Earth fell, so did Earth. Now, after five years, I am the only person left of what was the teeming, throbbing millions of New York City. I am a slave now, working in the far bowels of Mars, digging, ever digging, and get- ting weaker and weaker every day. And there is no hope-or is there? As we made our mistake, perhaps some one, someday, might learn from Earth's ex- perience. Perhaps they will. TYKE TAMU RA, '53

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under , we danced to Bud Reilly 's eerie orchestra until the strains of Good- night Sweetheartn sent starry-eyed couples homeward. While the Latin Clubbers danced, up at the P. S. P. A. convention in Allentown, we walked away with no less than 25 individual awards. The Yearbook and Oracle earned tirsts while the Abingtonian rated second in the state contest. , November 17--School spirit ran to new heights today! The gym was gaily decorated in school colors, and the pre-Panther pep meeting bubbled over with excitement as parents and former grid stars came to give their support. Teachers paraded in, wearing little maroon and white hats, as Jim Montague led the band. Head cheerleader, Betty Lou Wilson, ably assisted by her squad, led with cheering that practically raised the roof. Coach Snodgrass remarked that it was one of the finest exhibitions of pirit that he had ever seen. November 18-We did it again! In the 26th annual game with Cheltenham, Abington defeated the Panthers, 'Li-. 6. Cheltenham scored the first touchdown. but their try for the extra point was blocked by Wally Carroll. Cheltenham rooters screamed for joy, but their celebration didn 't last long. Abington 's John Dennis, a sophomore, caught a 13-yard touchdown pass for the tying score, and Bob Frick kicked the extra point to give the Ghosts their 16th win over the tamed Panthers. Boy, for sheer tight our team just c0u1dn't be beaten. They held that lead through three long quarters with little Ted' Kitson ripping through for long gains whenever he carried the ball. December 8-Tonight was the first performance of Mother Is a Fresh- man . Proud parents beamed from ear to ear and so did cast and coaches. The seniors said they were scared stiif, but they really didn't show it . Practices were certainly hectic with competition from the carpenters working on the fire towers. At times the thespians had to yell at the top of their voice just to be heard. Mrs. Wyatt and Mr. Gantt surely deserve a lot of credit for their efforts. December 22-Vacation at last! The school looked like a winter wonder- land with a beautiful tree in the main hall and all the homerooms decorated for the contest. A godd-hearted grroup of students and teachers made the annual trip to Christ 's Home to give a party for the old people. and the music department added to the Christmas spirit with their Yuletide carols. Everyone is leaving school with the intent to make New Year's resolutions like I'll always have my homework in on time ! Hope they keep them.