Candor Central High School - Candorama Yearbook (Candor, NY)

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Develops Ethical Chalriaoter Gratitude It is mid-morning of a bright September da A lim se from the classro m window Y S P covers many interesting things. The grist mill which has stood as long as the town, the creek which cooled the feet of traveling Indians years ago, and the willows which have shaded the stream for twenty or thirty years. The black smoke billowing from the stack of the creamery is a symbol of progress. It is a quiet, restful scene. Yet many look upon it daily with never a thought for the sweat and the toil of the hard working people, now dead and gone, who made this scene of beauty P0SSible. B. Rlchards Which One? up on top of the Christmas tree I As 1 was standing high hill trying to decide which should get--the plne or the hemlock--I looked down lnto the valley. 'Down in that peaceful, cold bltten val- ley the smoke slowly rose from each chimney of the houses as though it had been chilled or frozen by the cold weather. All the bull- dings in the neighborhood were vlslble. At that moment 1 guess all the dogs ln the vl- clnlty were sending barking signals to each other all at the same tlme. Each bark sound- ed sharp and distinct from the top of the hill. Looking down the old skid road 1 thought of the hemlock tree that Dad and I dragged down the hill last year. I also thought of every Christmas gone by. Would this be the only Christmas ln twelve years that I wculdn't join the younger members of my family for a trail up the road to dedicate the stump of our tree? Every Christmas afternoon we would leave home wlth a full stomach, our pockets full of candy, and all of our presents neatly arranged ln one corner of our llvlng room, to take a hlke up the hill to dedicate the stump of our tree. Sometimes it would be to people we loved, sometimes tc God, and sometimes to our horses that would have to stumble over lt lf lt were ln their path way. Of course we would always take our sleds to rlde back down the hlll. But this year maybe I should get the small plneg we've never had one, so maybe my parents wouldn't like lt. Why haven't we had one? Other people use them for Chrlstmas,but dad has never looked at a plne when we were getting trees. Yes, I'm going to get this little pine. Dad said the ax wasn't at all sharp but I hope 1 can cut it down. Bang! Snow down my neckg snow all over me. l thou- ght 1 should shake the snow off, so another slight bang with the ax near the top of the tree. Gclly, why dld l cut that nice limb off? Well, anyway the snow is gone. After a few blows the tree fell. I'm on my way, slldlng down the hlll, flrst on my seat and then on my feet. Boy, my feet are cold so I must hurry home. At the bottom of the hill I look back thinking that I shoud have gottm the hemlock tree after all. 5, Hart P. Ward R G. Roberts were smilin 1 1 at each other in geometr class whsnn as y . y I rss itrong turned around and asked them what ,as A Thunder Storm Listen.... You will hear rumbling overhead, Look. o 0 e You will see red zig-zags in the sky, Get inside or the wind will sweep you away. J. Talarski Night Fiery moon Climbing the hill Silence Then night birds trill. V, Dubcwik SpriD8 You see, I'm not a poet But I would like to say, To prove my awakening spirit: What a beautiful day, D. Gridley What Smells? It was in the middle of the forenoon. Six kids emerged from the house carrying a small tin can. They headed toward the small pond above the garden, which glistened like silver in the sunlight, to obtain some of the pollywogs they had seen the day before. Three of the kids were from the city and they want- ed the pollywogs to take back to the city to show their friends. They tried to catch the pollywogs without getting wet, but by the time they had enough you would have said they had jumped in for them. Reaching the house, they decided to put the pollywogs on a shelf in the cellar way where nobody would disturb them. They played outdoor games fan the rest of the day and about 8'o'clock left for the city, The girls on the farm looked around to see if they had left anything be- cause they were a very forgetful bunch. Find ing nothing, they went about doing their usu- al chores. It is now a month later on the farm. Things have been going on as usual without interference. But one-day, as the women were going down cellar, they began smelling some- thing very disagreeable tc their nasal pas- sages. They didnft think much about it be- cause the kids were always bringing things home from school that didn't smell any too pleasant. But by the end of the week the we- men decided to investigate because the smell was still there. They hunted the cellar high and low for things such as dead rats, rotten apples, or spoiled can goods but it was to no avail. The smell was still present. A sudden inspiration struck one of them, The shelves above the stairway had been over- looked! Fishing among these they spied an old tin can setting as far back as possible. When mom reached up and brought it down the smell became unbearable. Looking in it they saw --that's right, you've guessed it--the pollywcgs that had been lettthere a month be- fore, now dead and decayed. D. Williams y. Page twenty-nine

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I944 ,,,- Candor Qentral School i945 . qyvpl , ,hx ,- . 3TN N And, that we mayx ,reverently use oujggk ifreedom, help us tr, 6 employ it in the maintenance of jug- tice among men and, Ig- beck, Larry Ferris, Henan Ferris, Richard Lovejoy, Peter ware, e B uee Richards, Chester Thlareki, Prank Root, Billy Rutledge, Kenneth Frost, lr. Vetter. The Boy Scouts of Troop 14,2 have had a very busy season under their leaders Coach Vetter, Scout Master, and Howard Weber, as- sistant Scoutmaster. During the summer months 12 of the troop attended Camp Barton which was a splendid re- cord for the size of the troop. Following the opening of school the Scouts have put on an intensive drive for scrap paper and have evidenced great success in collecting nearly ten tons to date, The troop is divided into three patrols: the Beavers, Bob Whites, and Wolves. Peter Ward is P.L. and Marvin Kilpatrick is A.P.L. of the Bob Whites: Jack Williams is P.L. and Don Weber A.P.L. of the Beavers, David Thomas is P.L. and Larry Ferris is A.P.L. of the Wolves. Jack Williams and David Thomas have ad- vanced the farthest and secured the most merit badges, having achieved the rank of Star Scouts. nKillyu is close behind. At present, the boys are attempting to win the General Eisenhower award . Candor Girl Scout Troop No. l had a suc- cessful year under the leadership of Mrs. Henry Vetter, Miss Day, and Miss Young. The weekly meetings at the music house combined work on badges, troop activities, and recre- ation. Hiking, a hayride, and the annual spring dance came under the heading of ufun.n But a nGirl Scout's duty is to be useful and to help others,n so the Scouts also spent time in collecting several thousand buttons for Netherland relief and making mittens for Rus- sian relief. The hope of Troop No. 1 is to have a Nhomen of their own some day. Meanwhile, they do their best to make Scouting valuable to themselves and to the community. Religious Education Program Religious education is being taught in the fourth and fifth grades. Father Stec, who teaches the Catholic children in these grades, meets with them in the cafeteria. Mary Heilner teaches the Protestant children in thalruownwhomerooms. ,fs- let row: CL. to R., lhrgaret Craig, Jane Moore, Verde DeWolfe, Sya ey Bolton, Betty Chaffee, Phyllis Hull, Kathyrn Hull, Nancy Seeley. 2nd rowr lrs. Vetter, Miss Day, Phyllis Whitney, Marilyn Foote, Beverly'lanley, Beverly Barrows, Mies Young, Constance H11-b01'tv 5rd TW! Barbara Ahart, Bayonne lard, Jean Whitney, Gladys Baruardt, Elsie Doty, larilyl Barrows, Mildred Foote, Varian Wm-womb' Page fwenfy-eighi'

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