Bethlehem Central High School - Oriole Yearbook (Delmar, NY)

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Tl-I E ORIOLE NINETEEN FORTY e A -. '75 is PREFACE IN THE DUSTY archives of Central School District No. 6 we run across mention of a year book created in '31. The diabolical idea has grown apace with the times and our present day production is the result. This year we started off great. Our conception of the Oriole was that it should keep pace with world progress. It was decided that the pictures of the girls with the drapes were too formal. How about a sweater? We encountered great opposition to this, but through use of diplomacy we were able to gain con- trol of the situation. The next step was to discard our old style cover for a new and different one. We argued and fought, and finally, by the end of February, we were able to decide on our new cover. We would have the Oriole out on May 1. Everything pointed to this until we began taking group pictures. For an unknown reason we were unable to take all the necessary groups at one time. This was our big mistake. Due to bad weather, it was necessary for us to keep postponing our takes, Time grew short. February, with its snow, passed. March shot into eternity, and still there were no pictures. During this time, however, the Oriole staff wasn't dormant. At our weekly conferences we discussed various topics, made plans, planned and put on a dance, and, in short, accomplished much. About this time we decided to dis- card the old style of department page and to incorporate one more modern. Peg King conceived the idea of the ring picture for the Senior feature page, and then the rest came naturally. As Spring approached with April, we considered taking our remaining group pictures. The schedule was made, the weather was bad: we postponed again. However, undaunted, we bravely set another date. We had a blizzard that day and again we were up the creek. Finally, through some quirk of fate, all the groups were taken as April faded into oblivion. While this was going on, we were making appeals for write-ups. The humor was being created by Marion Snook and jean Weaver. Ruth Gillett and Bob Dysinger were making write-ups. Rich Young was collecting sub- scriptions. Howie Bainer was squeezing money out of the classes and clubs. Adelaide Saint was working on the advertising and Marion Willard was arbitrator for our disputes with the printer and photographer. Finally, the dummy was completed-pictures and copy were sent to the printer. There followed an anxious waitg the proof was corrected, the presses were locked up, and on a glorious june day our Oriole arrived. Our hopes and plans were realized and our book was a success. As editor, I want to thank the members of the Oriole staff and Miss Skevington for assisting as they did. Without their help the Oriole couldn't have been a success. I hope you enjoy the 1940 Oriole , and that it affords you much pleasure now and as you look back on it in the future. Page four

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NINETEEN FORTY THE CDRIOLE To GLADYS M. SKEVINGTON THE GRADUATING CLASS DEDICATES THIS 1940 ORIOLE, IN TOKEN OF THANKS T0 OUR CONSTANT FRIEND AND ADVISER MOUNTAINS WHAT D0 You COLLECT? My hobby is mountains. Not the actual towering masses of earth and rock that pierce the sky and give grandeur to Nature's landscapes, but moun- tains climbed, or, like Everest, mountains seen from afar. Sharing the vicissitudes of the staff that has produced this 1940 Oriole has brought to mind a number of the rare specimens in my museum of mountain memories. Following the trail of the former staffs, we expected to profit much from their experience, and began the ascent with the hope of an almost effortless climb, like my visit to Pike's Peak by high-powered automobileg but, as on that August day in Colorado we were met by a blinding snow storm, so the Oriole staff ran into many an unforeseen difficulty. It was hard going, presenting unexpected problems, and calling for courage and per- severance and some innovations, but the splendid results have justified the toil and labor, even as the magnificent sunrise over the Pacific rewarded my strenuous, exhaust- ing climb up the steep cinder trail to the summit of Fujiyamag for now I remember, not the stress and strain of the ascent, but the glorious view from the cratered crown of japan's sacred mountain. We faced some testing problems and tempting risks that might have resulted in disaster, but we solved the ones and avoided the others. Thus we escaped the tragedy that might have been, more successfully than those misguided pilgrims of VVest China who year by year climb their sacred Mount Omei, and seeing Buddha's Glory ftheir own shadows projected on the clouds in the valley belowj jump into the arms of their god only to be dashed to death on the rocks. We make no claim to having attained perfection. We have not scaled the dazzling heights of that Mount Everest. We have, however, glimpsed them. While we must rest content to view them from a lower altitude, as I cherish the memory of the gleam- ing, snow-capped Everest of the Himalayas, one hundred and three miles away from where I stood on Tiger Hill, near Darjeeling, India, we greet those who come after us with the inspiring, though strange device-UEXCELSIORX' Page jvc 5181 5. bl .J-I iii If ' , , -6:4 I A 5- -1 . -