Bainbridge Central High School - Echo Yearbook (Bainbridge, NY)

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splash was David Coe. That bigger one was his father. But it's gettmg a bit ch1lly and that water has created some powerful appet1tes. There s Just one way for us to keep the k1ds amused untll chow t1me. That s om' glgantlc trap shoot whxch always draws a big audlence The k1ds take sldes and cheer whxle the ladxes pretend to swoon m the rear Al Black IS handhng the trap and he throws those plgeons 11ke a scared partrldge w1th a tall w1nd B1lly Hohreiter IS on the rzght of the lme shootmg a blg old Wmchester and he lets those plgeons get across the fence 1n the next f1eld before he flres Jxuuor Corb1n s next w1th a l1ttle twenty gauge and he almost never m1sses Your chron1cler IS th1rd, and h1s gun makes the most no1se whlch pleases the k1ds Holdmg down the left of the l1ne are the Coes father and son qu1te a rxvalry there Then somebody lets young Master Bradshaw take a gun He takes one step forward three steps backward as the gun roars and there's the only perfect score of the day Stephen K1nney says When do we eat? The femmlne side of the Faculty has demonstrated an amazlng vlrtuosity m the preparatwn of our feast We could wax lyr1cal over th1s gourmand s profusion of del1 cacies but we feel that the 1tem most clamormg for attentlon is CAKE Never have you seen such a var1ety of cakes hxstory, f1rst grade second grade all gone berserk 1n a kltchen over cakes If all the cakes of all the Faculty p1cn1cs over the years were la1d end to end well we wouldn t be surprised Ice cream also ran Follow1ng dmner those who could get up d1d so At th1s pomt we always have a softball game Have you ever seen M1ss Smlth run bases? There s a fxeld trip! She found a lumbrxcus terrestrls under the stone we used for th1rd base Mrs Stlles played shortstop and Lawrence backed her up in the left f1eld Jerry Black got one for three off h1s dad s pltchxng A hunter's moon came up to look at xtself 1n the lake and Roger Weeks got h1t m the head by a fly ball Game called on account of darkness The stars came out and the Battle of Perch Pond IS over for another year A happy Faculty collects 1ts offsprmg and equlpment and start the Journey home It has been sa1d that Brltam s battles are won on the playmg fmelds of Eaton and Harrow We like to thmk that the same Splflt of trad1t1on loyalty and cooperat1on whxch holds our group to gether has been founded on the playmg f1elds of the Autumn Faculty P1cn1c WILLS Claudine Eldred My paint smeared smock to Betty Parsons Helen Myers My ability to attend all meetings on time to Arlene Martin Barbara MacPherson My fondness for sewing to Anne Grow Betty Hohreiter My good naturedness to Diane Foulds Ruth Roloson My ability to play basketball to Pat Babcock. Martha Rowe My age to Jimmy Mills Eldridge Sheely My ambition to Gary Holman Lawrence Stiles My ability to get up at 5 o clock Sunday morning to Ron Hoyt Betty Underwood All the fun and good times I had in my Senior year to Arlene Martin Joyce Allen My pug nose to Tommy Monroe Evelyn Villnave A few pounds to Marion Sherman Lorraine Howe The job of class treasurer to anyone who can keep it straight. Kathleen Francisco My love for English to anyone who can stand lt. Vivian Howe My shoe box to Arlene Martin Larry Dykman My ability to get out of history class to Arnold Craig David Coe My green shoes to Skeet. June Garrison ..... ................... M y paint brushes to Marilyn Price. Laura Belle Mott ....... A ride on my bus to anyone who wants to get to school late. Margaret Cudworth . . ........................ My dimples to Dick Hoyt. Steve Smith ...... ............. M y ability ln sports to Josephine Delello. Dora Hitchcock .... ............. M y luck to Linda Salzberg. George Comlngs . . . .... My nimble fingers on the piano to Coach. . ! Q - ' - - J . . y . . . . . , ' 9 , . . . . , . . . . . ., . . - ' 9 ., . .n . . , 7 ! ' ll if ' 7 . . . , , y . . . . s 9 -- 0 ! J , . . , . . . , . 1 , 4 c . o u ' 7 .. , , . . .., . . . . q .. .., , . . - Harold Harrington. .. .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .My last packofclgarettes to Coach.

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.. D FIRST ROW Mrs Kinney, Miss Hoffman Mrs Parsons Mrs Plosky Mr Casey, Miss Daubert, Mrs Benyamln, Miss Walejslo, Mrs Stlles SECOND ROW Miss Homkey, Mrs Blythe Mrs G Weeks, Mr Black THIRD ROW Mr Blythe Mrs Hohreiter, Mrs F Weeks, Mrs Kmght Miss Palmer Miss Earl, Mrs Cheesbro, Mrs Butler, Miss Reeves FOURTH ROW Mr Vlcary Mr Best Mr King M Hollister Mr Coe, Mr Corbin Off and on over a per1od of years this chronxcler has had the assignment of wnting up see the inevitable list of picmcs and teas which are very pleasant but make poor copy Th1s year a good deal of tea has gone over the dam as usual but let us forget that Instead may we take you to not just a picnic, but the Autumn Faculty Plcnic It is an afternoon 1n late September the dark Susquehanna h1lls are bathed 1n a golden haze the air is a cold warm distlllatxon of woodsmoke and wine A heavily laden lme of cars wmds up the long hill to the summit where perches Perch Pond And th1s IS the order of events Car doors open and faculty kxds hurtle to the sumptuous Perch Pond bath house for a quick change into swimmlng suits before the lengthenmg shadows cast thelr chill over the wooden dock A baggy trousered sweatered and sweat shirted group of adults whom you might have trouble recognizing as teachers totters toward the picnic tables under a load of thermos Jugs picnic baskets shotguns, footballs softballs and bats Out of this seeming chaos comes instant order for th1s event IS a tradmtion of years' standmg The old timers know Just what to do Junior Corb1n has brought the wood and has the f1re going Mr Best fries the best hamburgers in town, and Mrs Corb1n perermially proves her vocational accompllshments Your chronicler w1t.h practiced ease, does nothing, pausmg now and then to 11ft the cover of the wash boxler eyeing the golden corn slmmermg IIlS1de Let's saunter over by the dock a.nd watch the k1ds swimming now that we can see the corn is commg nicely Ther-e's Sally Cheesbro three feet high, can turn a flip and swim like a frog That's Eleanor Klrmey standing on her head on the sprmg board That big E mm a r - , , . , . , . . 0 , . . . - ' - 1 ' , ' ' , - . ' , . , . , r. the social functions of our High School Faculty for the Echo .' Looking back we seem to

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