Carteret Academy - Carteret Yearbook (Orange, NJ)

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CLASS WILL We, the class of l94l, being of sound mind, sober judgment, and clear understanding, do hereby make, publish, and declare the following to be our last will and testament. Know all men by these presents that we do hereby will and bequeath: To Ralph Emerson, Dick Allen's alertness To Charley Hall, Dave Brooks' powers of concentration. To Bill Maxson, Elliot Bugbee's sense of humor. To Alec Taylor, Benny Deickmann's juIiets. To Pat Dowd, Bill Frenaye's deceptiveness. To Bob Villanueva, Hal Hannon's innocence To Swissy Custer, George Helm's vociferousness. To Doug Ciibb, lack Lewis's vocal cords. To john Burke, Carl Lichtenfels's ability as a labor agitator. To Bob Merriam, lim MacPherson's quarterback sneak. To Bud Coleman, Babe McMinn's pitching arm. To Bill Walker, Lowell Patten's capabilities as a B.S. To Bill Patton, Bud Rich's manly physique. To Blitz Villanueva, Ted Robinson's good looks. To Brad Palmer, Butz von Lengerke's crew cut. To Homer Romeo Ott, lack l Dr. Love l Walsh's home-made woo-pitching technique. To lim Lac-Key, Bob Wishner's basketball prowess. In witness whereof, we, the Senior Class, the testators to this our last will and testament, have subscribed our name, the first day of june, in the year one thousand nine hundred and forty-one. THE CLASS OF l94l ol9

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180 ROBERT A. WISI-INER Bob is Orange High School's only delegate to the senior class. With him he brought the ability which made him one of the basketball team's high-scoring aces. Though he is never seen over-exerting himself, he has managed to keep a high standing in class. His last-min- ute arrivals in the morning and his galloping entrances provide the class with considerable amusement. Next year Bob will again honor Carteret with his presence as a post-graduate. Basketball, '4lp Baseball, '4lg Carteret School Graphic, Feature Editor, '4l . Corteret Song Raise a song to Carteret Come sing our hymn of praise All this school has meant to us Throughout our student days. We will ne'er forget the hours We've spent within these walls Ever faithful we will be When Alma Mater calls. Though the tide of life may bear us Far away from home Though the world with scorn may treat us Everywhere we roam Cruel fate may throw between us Mountains and the sea Then the courage you have taught us Our bulwark shall be.

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