Bay High School - Bay Blue Yearbook (Bay Village, OH)

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there, they formed the Laughing Hyena Club for anyone who could giggle their way through any situation. The Experienced Look. When the fourth graders at Forestview graduated to the south side of the playground, they took on on experienced air. After all, they had gone through four years of school, and they deserved the swings instead of the monkey bars. The fact that measles is a contagious disease didn't seem to bother Nan Harris and Barb Spangle dur- ing the Great Measle Epidemic thot year. They had quite a time running back and forth to each others houses during both of their quarantine periods. Out of the classes' experience blossomed a sort of kindness for other people too. Sue Smith and Di Wiese arranged and directed a play called Win- nie the Pooh, and they raised $20 with which they purchased a radio and records for a polio ward Many in the class turned musical when they tested their abilities on block and pink symphonettes. The Energetic Era. The class in their fifth year put aside their work and also, what seemed to them, their innum- lerable responsibilities in order to really enjoy themselves. The girls had great times to- gether preparing for the va- rious badges under the able Girl Scout leadership of Mrs. were three famous girls this year, each noted for a different thing: Nan Harris was the best girl football player; Nan Burr, besides being widely known as a pianist, became famous for her tan; and Jill Suther- land will always be pictured as the girl with the waist-length, blond pigtails. The Sophisticated Look. As seniors of grammar school, the sixth graders had come a long way up the ladder of knowledge, wisdom, and ex- perience, and they were deter- mined that they would show the under - classmen who was boss. How boring it was the day they visited the kin- dergarten to view their May- Burr. There pole Dance! How could we have been that young and immature3 was the thought of the once carefree era. In the days when one just had to be a famous animal like Lassie in order to be in the society at Glenview, Penny Kyle must have been last in line; for she was Gunga Din, king of the jungle apes' The two schools decided that starting with this year's class, the traditional Army-Navy baseball game, between Forestview and their vicious rival Glenview, would cease because of the increasing number of students. The Deflated Look. When the two school rivals finally gathered together to form one seventh grade class, they real- ized they should stick together if only for the reason to pro- tect themselves from those horrible upperclassmen! Of all the things the class learned this year, these were the most important: 1. They weren't the big wheels any- more. 2. There was something new which the teachers called homework. 3. Three minutes is not enough time be- tween classes. 4 An eighth grader's word and command is one to be heeded. 5. That aprons hang like burlap sacks and cream soup can taste like library paste if Mrs. Chandler's directions aren't followed exactly. 6 Tim Burt makes a good captain of the Pinafore, and some of his crew's voices were undergoing a serious change. 7. Exams are long, difficult quizzes that you have to take at the end of the year in order to get out of geography class. The Green Look. Eighth graders were still rather green around the gills in their ways in high school life. Being superior over the new seventh grade seemed to lose its charm. A new pastime blossomed, however, and this was boy- girl parties. Bonnie Atkin was probably the first girl in the class to turn traitor and go steady. Sharon Sheets held the first slumber party

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The Class of 1957-Past and Present To the tune of Pomp and Circumstance the senior class of 1957 marches down the aisle on their graduation day, following in a pattern which seems to be the natural look of caps and flowing gowns of seniors every- where. Just as fashion styles and periods have been known to change over the years, the Class of 1957 has changed greatly also since its small beginnings in kindergarten through thirteen years of school During these years they not only grew and gained in inches but also in personality, character, knowledge, and wisdom. The Carefree Look. Maypole dances, handprints of clay, toy ranches, and doll houses were all the rage in the morning and afternoon classes, composed of 27 students of the present class at Bay High School. If anyone stepped out of the set style, Mrs. Ranney provided equipment for the person to mop up his own accidents and a red table to sit under instead of the proverbial dunce cor- ner Hobby horse was a popular item this year. The Modified-Carefree Look. During this year everything occurred as the year before except that everyone felt more mature now that they had graduated from the sandbox set. Noel Cham- berlain and Barbara Brown nearly burst with pride when their Little Black Sambo portraits were chosen to adorn the bulletin board for the Parents' Open House night. At last the class learned two useful things—how to read and how to paint. The Angelic Look. Second grade was composed mainly of good behavior awards and prizes. Consequently, the class was always seen with halos perched above their freckle - faced, black - eyed heads Brownie promises and the two - finger salute were practices now performed by the girls who joined their first outside activity — Brownies. Playground fa- vorites were the monkey bars where the boys played firemen, and the woods where anyone who could portray a deer was in the Bambi Herd. There were many amazed and some- what dubious parents the day their little angels pranced home to report, The art lady has purple hair, and she makes us draw Ama- zon pictures! It still remains a mystery as to whom it was that took Ciccie Hockett's lunch money off of Miss McKenney's desk. The Gamin Look. By this time the third graders had just about enough of good be- havior awards, and they began to grow horns and tails and to carry pitchforks. Some lit- tle elf started the antics off when he—or was it she?—ac- cidently tripped Miss Bonar, the substitute teacher with the old, crank-up model Ford, on her way back from one of her many trips to the drinking fountain with a glassful of water. Mrs. Klemm used to prom- ise the class that they could go outside when they were reading Poddle-to-the-Seo on warm days — if only they would behave! Barb Brown was made a child bride when she was married by The Rev. Bill Burson to Tom Adams (now a Riverite). In the summer most of the girls attended Harkness Camp. While 16

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(this one happened to be for girls only!) this year. The Modified - Gomin Look. The class during their freshman year was an imprint of their devilish days in the third grade ex- cept that it was on a higher plane — the pranks they pulled were more highly de- veloped ones! This was the first year that they could have electives and many found out that signing up for Latin was the biggest mistake they could have made. 9-A used to give Mrs. Bortz such a hard time that she issued detention slips for periods of six weeks to a semester. A certain girl learned the meaning of crime does not pay, when she was caught trying to reproduce the teach- er's scrawl. The freshman class party was one of the best. After a dinner of spaghetti, they had a rip-roaring time dancing and partying. The Atomic Age. In their sophomore year the class was just bursting with energy and good times. Bugs for bi- ology became common and were found in odd places. For a few months there were about thirty girls seen and heard limping and groaning around the school. The cause for these effects and for the peculiar odor of Ben-Gay was cheerleading tryouts. Claire Stidger, Ann Bronaugh, and Nancy Burr were the three girls from the moaning, anxious group chosen. Ray Beedle, Bob Michael, and Paul Robinson were the three boys who had their first try at varsity football The big project of the year—as no one will ever for- get—was the poetry anthology The Scholarly Look. The junior class soon realized that there were only two more years of school, and these last two years were the ones that really count- ed. Everyone realized the importance of being induct- ed into the National Honor Society. Many in the class looked forward to college and began some pre-planning. In the heated Student Council election, Les Lemke was chosen as Student Council president. There were many mo- ments of fun also. Everyone will remember Russ Mavis's demonstration speech about the culinary art of pizza-making. An excellent prom was planned and beautifully carried out to honor the seniors around the theme Song of the South. All-in-all, the juniors grew closer together this year in all of their projects and activities. The Natural Look. Before that precious moment on the night that the class of 1957 marched down the aisle in the true form of seniors every- where, drawing the curtain on their final performance of four years of high school, they recalled incidents which hod passed, characteristics of all other seniors. Halloween saw the disappearance of for sale signs, construction warnings, and even Sutcliffe and West Oakland's street sign. It seems Longbeach Parkway, a dead-end street, was made into a detour for all Lake Road traffic, metal policemen and Russian flags found their way to the roof of Bay High The sen- iors were visited by ol' Saint Buchy at Christ- mas—Ho-Ho-Ho and all! Exchange presents proved to be quite embarrossing for Dona Hoogland at the class Christmas party. Mike Hexter made quite a profit when poetry time rolled around in English class when he charged his fellow classmates quite a sum when their minds went blank at the mere mentioning of cinguain . As usual, theses were put off until the day before they were due. Rubber aprons proved quite helpful when working with chemistry experiments dealing with strong solutions called acids. Half the class sported yellow burns from nitric acid. The rest of the year was spent in proving themselves true social problems. Now was the moment. This was to be the end of their togetherness. Some walked through the paces with tears crowding their eyes; others eyed the door that would lead to freedom. This is the way it is to be: fashions come and go, but seniors stay the same.