Canaseraga High School - Chieftain Yearbook (Canaseraga, NY)

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Front row: Ames, Scott, McCord, O'Connor, Wirt, Sleggs. Second row: Burnside, Harvey, Dieter, Swain. SENIOR ACTIVITIES The senior class of this year has participated in and sponsored more activities than usually is carried on in the Canaseraga School. These have been, namely, the senior play, a pancake supper, a bake sale, and the senior ball. The play High Hopes, was singularly successful and brought in a larger amount of money than was expected. In spite of being presented on 1'H'iday the 'l'hi'rteenth in December, the play went off without a hitch. Miss McCord directed the play and the members of the class either actually participated in it or helped on committees. The cast, included Marge Ames, Howard Dieter, Doris O'Connor, Kenny Wirt, Dotty Scott, Bruce-Burnside, Rhea Sleggs, and Nelson Harvey. Next was the pancake supper. Although we did not make so much on this, we un- doubtedly stuifed to capacity some of the pancake lovers wvho thought they had some space that could not possibly be filled. All of the seniors helped with this, some serv- ing and others working in the kitchen. Another event, which did not attract so much attention but brought in a substan- tial sum, was the bake sale in March. Each member brought a contribution of cake, pie, rolls, cookies, or bread. This sale was conducted by Kathryn Wheeler and Doris Spencer. The real climax was the senior ball held on April 25th. The theme of the decora- tions was May Day. In the center of the iloorl was a large may pole wrapped in blue and white streamers and decorated with other streamers which led from the top of the pole to the sides of the room. This idea was repeated on the stage in miniature behind the orchestra, only the streamers here led out to the room and were fastened to a. cord. Arourd the sides off the room were small card tables covered with white and variously colored lunch cloths. On the tables Were placed vases of yellow daffo- dils with. menus propped against them which informed all who cared to look that this was the class of forty-one. Around each table were four chairs w.here the dancers could sit and enjoy excellent punch or merely rest their Weary feet. The whole effect was very beautiful and striking. We were all proud of the out-come hoo-being' the first class in years to clear expenses and make a profit. Here, you see presented to you the efforts of this class, and we hope incoming clasgesbinay look at them and get an idea of something which will be better and more pro ta e. 17

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KATHRYN WHEELER Kay Orchestra 3, 4 Chorus 1, 2 Dramatic Club 1, 2 Dramatic Club Play 2 Archery Club 3, 4 JOHN WILSON Grit Band 1, 2, 3, 4 Conservation Club 3 Dramatic Club 3, 4

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CLASS PROPHECY While on my vacation, I decided to delve into the careers and home lives of my for- mer classmates. Because their lives are of some interest to you, my readers, I will try to describe to you what I have found in this year of 1956. As I fiew from New York over Hornell, I saw a large chemical factory was the cen- ter of activity in this formerly small city. Reaching Can-aseraga, I asked who had built this large business, and I was told that it was none other than that lover of sci- ence, Pete Carney. He owns a large mansion in the suburbs of Hornell and is spend- gigcrthe best part of his life with his Irish wife, whom we all remember, Bette c uire. As I had no more time to find out about the Carney's, I moved on to that well- known town just west of our little village. Here, as I walked down the one street, I saw a short chubby nurse, carrying baby twins. The nurse's face was very familiar, and as I stopped to inquire where I might find the home of the Bruce Burnside's, she sudden- ly spoke to me. Only then did I realize this nurse Was none other than Rhea Sleggs. She disclosed the secret, then, that Bruce and Doris O'Connor had secretly eloped two years ago, and were now living on the O'Connor farm raising pigs and other farm an- imals. Rhea insisted on having me come to her home because she had just loads to tell me , you remember she could talk. The news she told me would seem short of nothing but gossip, if you ask me. Nevertheless, it did save time for she gave me the address- es of the class that she still knew. First, in Poag's Hole, I found Doris Spencer had become the leading nurse in the modern Poag's Hole Old Soldier's Home . Here, she is allowed to work even though she is married and raising her four boys, named Zeke 1, Zeke 2, Zeke 3, and Victor lst. But Doris is not the the only one who has found her nurse's position, for here we have: another promising young or middle-aged or oldish maid located. Do you remem- ber Marian Boland? Now, Marian has the thoughtful position of reading bed-time stories to all the old soldiers who have come to the old soldier's home of Poag's Hole to have bed-time stories read to. We've heard she's engaged to one of the inmates, he also being one of our former class. This tottering, teetering, ole man is none other than Nelson Harvey, who may be found in bed number two, floor three, by spitoon number thirteen, having his stories read to him in a peaceable manner. And then, leaving Canaseraga, I traveled to Rochester. Here, I found that Gritsville County had just elected their new district attorney to office. We find this being John Wilson, who told me in the strictest confidence that he had finally beaten that old ri- val from South Canaseraga and had brought his sweet wife home. Asking who this might be, he told me Marge Ames. Of course, I had to call on Marge, so I went home with Mr. Wilson-. He said. You simply must see the family! Marge also gave me more valuable information.. For now, she told me where 1 might find Kay Wheeler. I'm sorry, but I'll just have to give you Marge's word about Kay, for I haven't the time to travel to Texas where she- is now living. It seems she never relocated after the war. You seethere was a tall, slim, young man, and an ar- my camp involved in it all. Marge said, It all comes back to her now. She said if I'd go just about two miles farther, I'd find the last member of the class. And right she was, for as I drove on I came to a very small town named New Ville. Here was located, the Dieter Daily Gazette owned and edited by Jeanne Dieter, wife of the prosperous chicken dealer of New Ville, Howard Dieter. And now, because I have spent all my vacation visiting my old friends. and class- mates, I must fly back to work because ho'w can I keep- my customers thin if I don't write my article? That being, How to Lose Weight in Ten Easy Lessons by Dottie Scott, 016 my other ,article, sort of in the family, If You Die, Let Us Bury You-At Home-- ur Home! Class Motto - Keep your eyes on the stars, but remember to keep your feet on the ground. Class Colors - Blue and White Class Flower - Red Rose 18