Bronxville High School - Bronco Yearbook (Bronxville, NY)

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BEE JOHN L. COAL MINER STUBS TOE. COAL MINER GRUMBLES. QUICK TO UNION, MUCH WOE. BOSS THINKS, RUMBLES: SEE JOHN L. MANY MEN, MUCH TROUBLE, JOHN IS GUIDING LIGHT. SITUATION ,BOUT TO BUBBLE. NO HOPE IN SIGHT. SEE JOHN Lf' INDIANA PRINTSHOP RUN BY COAL. JOHN CALLS WORK-STOP, NO MORE COAL. PRINTING PRESS SLOW-DOWN, YEARBOOK DELAY. PEOPLE DASHING ALL AROUND SCHOOL'S DISMAY. BOOKS ARRIVE TOO LATE. STAFES APOLOGIZE. BOOK IS STILL GREAT. ADVICE TO WISE: SEE JOHN L.

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' --.,,, Q r . THE TUY SHOP TNVTENTORY The Bronxville Toy Shop opened its season of forty-Hve, forty-six with a fresh coat of paint and many new members. Our new shop- keeper, Corporal Funk and his assistant, Baby Doll Penney set all the toys, young and old, in motion once more, winding them up and setting them on their respective advisory shelves. The shop soon began to run again in its conventional way, buzzing with action and ready for business. And what business there was to be done! With Mr. Taubeneck as faculty adviser, we set the Student Council into smooth working order under the leadership of Prexy Scott Olin and Secretary Joan Mariner. Then we, of the older clan, chose our separate class officers-Bill Murphy, president, Sonia Parton, vice-presidentg Mickey Whitehair, secretaryg Jerry Hiner, treasurer. The heads of our all- important Social Committee and G.A. were Betsy Baldridge and Lee Baldwin. Next in the agenda of our cozy domicile was the Red Cross, with Ellen Williams at the fore, and the Rec Council led by Gwen Hamilton. With such a fine beginning, the gruesome drudgery quickly began and before we knew it the first Pep Rally of the year was upon us. It was quite a Pep Rally too . . . including such snappy Cheerleaders as Debby Durfee, Betty Lou Bogie, and the Skillings twins. Spurred on by the blazing bonfire and rousing cheers, the B.H.S. squad of sturdy athletes charged on to a victorious season. With victories behind us, the female habi- tants of Ye Olde Shoppe painted themselves up to the best of their ability in preparation Page eight for the Welcome Dance. Every one was wound up as far as his key would go and few died down before the last bars of melodious music issued from our faithful juke box. Of course, there is always the serious side of life, and we are no different. However, even studies can be fun when handled by Davie Clown Long and Taubie. So-o-o-oo one Sep- tember day We piled into two brightly painted busses and covered sixty miles of historical landmarks in Westchester County. To relax after our intellectual journey, we Seniors held our annual sing at Sonia Parton's house where we howled with Zootie the dog until long after midnight. As the first goal period drew to a staggering close, all the toys Went into the repair shop to get in condition for the grind of the next six weeks. The tremendous dearth of spare sheets in Bronxville homes on October 31 indicated that the Hallowe'en Dance was being given. What could be more appropriate than showing up in the garb of a ghost on this spooky eve? There was a grand march to determine which student had most cleverly concealed his physi- cal attributes and We all arrived home sufficient- ly scared and happy at the prospect of being able to arrive late to school the next day- legally! Shortly after the weary studes got back their strength, the Rec Room blossomed out with a series of Saturday night dances and for many weeks sheltered droves of fun-seeking toys out on probation from the workshop. Although a Valiant attempt was made to keep the place