Canandaigua Academy - Academian Yearbook (Canandaigua, NY)

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THE ACADEMIAN Lost P Strayed? or Stolen Away Hay, 'how about a couple of sheets of paper? Just want two. Hey, wait a second, this is my paper. Where'd you get it? I left it in the Auditorium th-ere three days ago and ,haven't seen it since '. . V The same startled yelp might and has been heard in refer-ence to more than just paper. Books, pencils, rulers, com- passes are daily spirited away as if by magic. What's wrong with us? We're not usually such a bad lot. It must be that we don't see any great wrong in common stealing and there's where the tragedy lies. It's all in the way you look at it. Your own conscience should tell you the difference between RIGHT and WRONG. We are only human, therefore a mis- take now and then is not-hing to get excited about but when a certain girl has her lunch taken three days outof tive we refuse to believe that it is a mistake. This girl is not the only vic- tim of this sort of thing. Gloves, mit- tens, pencil-pouches, rubbers and al- most anyt-hing you could mention have disappeared at some time during the year. This is not the type of editorial that is usually found in the Academian but lately things have been disappearing at such an alarming rate and so many complaints have been raised by the stu- dents that we thought we would appeal to the student body as a whole to see if between us We could not find some ex- planation and solution for this prob- lem. Alumni News Rachel Tanea. of the class of '39, won second place and an award of twenty- nve dollars in an essay contest con- ducted by the Dean W. Greer Co. of Oskosh, Wisconsin. Of sev-eral thou- sand business school students in this country and Canada who submitted es- says, Rachel, who is a student at the Canandaigua School of Business, was awarded second place. Glimpse from a J zmioris Diary May 21, 1940 DEAR DIARY: The seniors are the most awe-inspir- ing, looked-up-to individuals in school around this time of year-the rest of us just fade into the background because these are some of the most important days of a senior's life. They've worked for four years to reach the goal of grad- uation-and after they have labored faithfully for that time they deserve that honor. The juniors had one of their big mo- ments on the night of the Junior Prom -their traditional dance. It was a sur- prisingly snowy night for Easter vaca- ticn, but the Prom was enough of an attraction to make us proud of it. Two outstanding juniors have been selected, Diary, for well--earned honors. Elean-or Searles has been active in the school mostly through music, both the band and chorus. Tony Vecchi has been -prominent in sports, being a mem- ber of both the track team and the baseball team. They are to be our standard bearers for the year 1940-41, a.nd the school joins the juniors in their congratulations. Following some of our class into the rspots world, we see that the baseball, tennis, and track teams are coming out ahead, and many of the class of 1941 help to account for the good record made by these teams. Teh whole school is hustling and bustling, hearing every day some mem- ber of the faculty say Only 20, or 19, or 18, etc., more days of school left! and we know that regents and other finals are almost upon us. So before joining the rush we want to give to the seniors, through you, Diary, our best wsihes and sincerest hopes-and watch for us next year when we're the exalted seniors! -Joan Kellogg Bob Linehan-Sir - er, that is - I would like to-er, that is-I've been go- ing out with your daughter for quite a while. Mr. Coss-Well, what do you want, a pension.

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THE ACADEMIAN ll EDITORIAL Graduation . . . that thought long cherished by every senior . . . has at last become a reality. It is the culmination of all our work and fun. When we were freshmen, of the greenest variety, we thought it was the epitome of perfection to be a senior. How- ever, the past year has proved that it means much more than a title. It means really working and using our precious time to the best advantage . . . and then all the dash and excitement of Com- mencement Week. It also means something else. For the first time in our lives we realize that soon we shall be on our own. We shall have to stand on our own feet and make our own decisions. For those of ns who go on to college it means adapting ourselves to strange sur- roundings and making new friends. For those of us who venture into the business world it means making good according to stand- ards set up by leaders in a highly industrialized world. No matter what we do or where we go we realize that it will not be all milk and honey, especially with world conditions in their present chaotic condition. Our generation will need much more than book learning to succeed. We shall need the strength to stand by our ideals and the courage to face failure if the need arises. But, seniors, don't be discouraged, because it really is not as black as it is painted, this cruel world of ours. If we, individually, make practical application of what we have learned, it will take more than a few hard knocks to make us admit that we are licked. We are taking with us many advantages which will help us to for- tify ourselves against discouragement or failure. We are taking with us the fruits of four years hard work and learning. So here's to the Class of 1940. Keep up your ideals, your hopes, and your chins and you're bound to be one of the most successful classes ever to pass through the portals of Canandaigua Academy. 37

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Hop Highlights Of Soph Year This is the time to wave good-by to the Seniors and wish them Good- Luck. The faces that we know we will not see next year are our present Post- Grads, but we hope that some ofrour Seniors will like us well enough to spend another year with us. The Sophomores will step up on the next rung of the ladder, the one marked Juniors. We doubtless did lots of things that we shouldn't have done and hope that the on-coming Sophomores will profit by our mistakes. The State Band Cont-est did many things for us. We had a large repre- sentation in all entries, besides all the excitement and glory which were of comparatively short duration. We have one lasting and much enjoyed memento of the contest- A Coke Stand -is it popular? The Sophomore Hop, May 23rd, closed our class activities this year. Hope you all had fun. If you haven't a rabbit's foot, we hope our best wishes will bring you good luck during the coming exams. --Dorothy Hutton French Class Do you parlez-vous francaisn? Well, we try to anyway, 'Cause Mr. Bridgman so beseeches That we learn the stuff he teaches. We sit and wcnd-er what he says. tSuch very queer talk, this langue francalse 7 Once in a while we catch a word, But then to us it's quite absurd. Sometimes you catch a phrase or two But it's gone with the wind when he calls on you, Perhaps we'll learn some French some day Though now it doesn't look that way! -Ann Wolverton Bob Craven-I owe my success to only one thing, pluck, sheer pluck. Bob Hovey-How do you find the right people to pluck. THE ACADEMIAN Freshmen Take Annual Inventory Wit-h a final checkup on our subjects we get ready for exams and regents which brings us to the close of our Freshman year in C. A. The spring sports have also ended for the season. The baseball team played some very excellent games. Some Freshmen played this spring on the team but outstanding with 'Charles Roland, who earned a po- sition cn the Hrst nine. The tennis team also had a good season. The track team, however, fared n-ot so well due to very stiff competition. A few fresh- men were also carried on the track team. As I look back across the school year I see many events that I would surely like to live over. I feel sure that many of you, too, feel the same way. Of course there are many which we would like to forget. Most of us though are looking forward to a swell vacation of fun and so in closing I wish you all that pleasant vacation. - -Bob Pease, Freshman Reporter April's Dawn ' I woke so early and went out, I could not resist. The whole world seemed covered o'er With a blue-gray mist. When earth began to shed her fog As one takes off a coat, Far out on the lake I saw The white sails of a boat. The golden sun slowly rose Over yon purple mount, Waited a moment in repose Th-en spilled his golden fount. I sat upon a hill and watched God's miracle of birth. I saw an April morning born, The gift of spring to earth. Dr. Conyne-So Dick is in college? How is he making it? Mr. Whyte-He isn't. I'm making it and he's spending it.