Charles W Baker High School - Lyre Yearbook (Baldwinsville, NY)

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CLASS PROPHECY On Friday, April 13th, in the year of our Lord, 1947, we were registering at the Waldorf-Astoria Hotel, Laving just returned from our fourth world cruise. As we were debating the question—to take suite 13 or not to take suite 13—we heard a familiar voice paginj, Governor Frank Howard calling Richard P. Rury at telephone 13. Scrutinizing the bellhop more closely, v e discovered our old friend and classmate, Pearl Williams. After inquiring concerning the cause of her presence in the Waldorf-Astoria in such undignified apparel, she revealed to us that her last disappointment in love had caused her flight to New York. Having congratulated Pearl on her ability to fool the public, wj hurried over to telephone booth 13 and waited outside for Richard. He appeared very glad to see us and in ormed us that he was now a senator from Iona Corners and at the present moment was attempting to persua-e the governor to remove the hump from the middle of the canal bridge back in Baldwinsville. After rela.ing his great successes, he asked us if he might be our host for the evening. We approved his suggestion of doing the Cherry's night club and stepped into his awaiting limousine, chauffeured by Ora Hunter. We glided away from the hotel and were soon speeding down Broadway. Suddenly a shrill whistle pierced the air and we slid to a halt. Trying to find the cause of the loud expostulations and general con- fusion, we glanced out and found that v e were the center of attraction; a burly policeman was threading his way toward us, embarrassing us by his familiari.y (?). To our astonishment, closer inspection proved him to bo none other than Walter O'Brien. He recog lized us and as he returned to his post to tell his part- ner, Myron Morehouse, we hurried on to enter Cherry's. We were spellbound by the massive revolving d- ors through which we entered, but more so when we saw that Ralph Vaughn was keeping them in motion. Richard Bump, the head host, hurried toward us in his full dress suit and showed us to a table, calling a waiter. A sudden exclamation from Dick Rury inter- rupted our conversation. We looked at him question ngly—he was completely wet! At the table behind him v as Dalton Brooks, trying to make a fern by an original trick with a glass of water. It was very evi- dent that he hadn't been successful. We heard a soft voice beside us inquiring v hat we would like and found ourselves giving our orders to Ralph Bratt. We had no sooner started eating tha.i a saxophone wailed out the first measures of Doin' the Uptown Lowdown and from the slowly rising curtain, v e gazed upon Barbara Gere leading a beautiful array of maidens including Jane Bennett, Flora Green, Sara Kellicott, Dorothy Wilcox and Jane Spillet. We really enjoyed their number and hated to leave them all behind. The next morning, we took off in our chartered plane. This, by the way, v as piloted by a second Amelia Earhart, Jeannette Wheeler. To our surprise, we arrived at Amboy safely and taxied to B'ville. W© thought that the old home town would probably be a flourishing metropolis by now, so we stopped at ihe Leon Rus- sell Farm to see if he could enlighten us as to the whereabouts of some of our old classmates. There we found Jean Miller in the role of Mrs. Leon Russell. They offered to lend us their hired man, Dominic Bochino, for the day to chauffeur us. We started off with the final warning not to forget the horning for Clifford Crego and Dorothy Hewitt (now Mrs. C. Crego) that e ening. Two of the guests of honor were to be Jack Bogdanoff and Ann West, who had been the best ma.i and the maid of honor, respectively, at the recent wedding and who were also considering matrimony. After our first glance, we decided that the name of Baldwinsville should be changed to 'The Deserted Village. Our old home town certainly turned out to be a sad disappointment. Passing through B'ville be- fore v e realized it, we soon reached Plainville. We never would have recognized the place except for the enormous sign which couldn't escape our notice: PLAINVILLE BOULEVARD SPEED LIMIT 40 MILES PER HOUR 10,000 INHABITANTS SNYDER-BRAYWAY, INC. More bewildered than ever, we stopped in front of a quaint little church to catch our breath. At Dom inic's suggestion, we called to the boy mowing the church yard to inquire where we might find a certain classmate; he turned at the sound of our voice and ran to the side of the car. Puzzled by the vaguely fa- miliar strut, we didn't recognize his face until he had informed us that Wally Connell had set up a branch of the J. E. Connell Stores down on 42nd Street. Gone was all the doubt—it was Charles English! Dodging it and out through the heavy traffic, we finally reached the business section. Finding the car a nuisance, v e drove into a garage to park it. As we got out of the car, who was there to take charge of Lizzie but Oscar Westfall. His red hair reminded us of another pal. We went to the desk to receive our parking ticket and were greeted by the one uppermost in our mind at that moment—Alice Price. Wo had just left the garage, v hen a bunch of pansies was thrust before us and a pleading voice said— Only a dime a bunch, lady! Behind an array of flowers was Jimmy Aplin, the person v e least expected to see. Attracted by a crowd farther down the street, we hurried on. We elbowed through to the front row and found Janice Peake demon- strating how the Grace Warner Cosmetics should be applied to give the Hollywood effect—Frances Neupert, as her example. Turning to find our way back out of the crowd, we bumped into Marion Adsit and Frances Weeks staring wide-eyed at every detail. Congratulating ourselves upon having seen so many of our old buddies, we decided that it was time for a little refreshment and stepped into the nearest restaurant. Here we found Grace Humphrey jerking sodas with Harriot Morehouse as her assistant behind the cigarette counter. We sank into the nearest chair and proceeded to order our dinner. Opening the menu, we found the special feature for the day was a duck dinner, so w© all decided to order this treat. After our first bite, we asked the waiter if fresh duck were always tough and asked where they were purchased. He infoimed us that they were fresh from Mowins' Duck Farm that morning. More disgusted than pleased, we went across the street to C. Baker's Bakery to get a sandwich. Carol seemed the same as ever and when he

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CLASS HISTORY The history of our class, like that of the former classes of Baldwinsville Academy, has been eventful. Of course, our first two years were less interesting than the two we are completing. Our class seems to hold the honors for scholastic ability for we have more official seniors than any previous class. Our valedictorian, too, has the highest average yet at- tained in the annals of B. H. S. and our salutatorian has the honor of having a higher average than any valedictorian of previous years. But we have not confined our efforts to school work; we have also had many par- ticipants in other school affairs. The first string basketball team this year with one exception was composed of seniors. We have also had representatives in all other sports. Three of the four Recreation Club leaders were from our class. The orchestra has claimed several of our Senior Class and a great many of us are in the Glee Club and Special Chorus. The first prize for girls in Prize Speaking this year was won by a member of our class as well as the second prize for boys. A high percentage of the members of the Journalism Club are also seniors this year. Many of our members are members of the newly created Dramatic Club. That, in conclusion, is just how we stand as we near the closing moments of our four years' race. We have excelled not only in school work, but also in activities out- side of the line of studying and we are now ready to leave high school with the feeling that we have contributed something to its good name. SARA KELLICOTT EDNA AMERMAN ♦ CLASS WILL (Continued from {preceding (mge) Reynold Smith leaves his Bookkeeping book to Francis Brotherton. His must be nearly worn out now. Frances Weeks and Jane E. Montague leave together. There is no separating them. John Mowins leaves his secret passion for athletic abilities to Leland Huntley. Well, I see where we win some games next year. Pearl Williams leaves her daily Post-Standard to Miss Wormuth so that she won't miss Pearl. Gardner VanDerveer and Edith Pickard both leave Baldwinsville Academy with the hope of seeing Erma more. Frances Neupert and Mildred Prior leave their ability as typists to Helen Ryan. Does Mr. Murphy appre- ciate this? Walter O'Brien leaves his ability for prize speaking and playing baseball to Eugene Nostrant. I don't believe he'd get far without them. Edna Amerman and Sara Kellicott leave as volley ball rivals—will either make anything of it? Jane Spillet leaves her quiet sternness to Breezie Smallwood. Will that balance? Myron Morehouse leaves his school girl complexion to any one of the needy girls in the Junior class. Just don't fight about it, girls. Glenna Connell leaves her Mae West airs to Loretta Lavoie. Janice Peake leaves her fragile form to Betty Vosburgh. Betty is getting that way fast. Frank Howard, like some other Seniors, has to leave his big Moment , Avis Amerman. Margaret Wagner leaves her natural curly hair to Marion McCarthy. Marion will have some leisure time now. Robert Adsit leaves his noted blond hair to Lester Ball, providing he keeps it combed. Grace Humphrey leaves her neatness to Adeline Patchett. Kenneth Bell leaves his pal, Lloyd Gibbons, to come to school alone when he is late. Norma Mills bequeaths her graceful walk to Peggy Harrington. Do you think you can handle it, Peggy? Jean Miller wills her shyness to Ernest Turner. Ernie needs it. Harriet Morehouse bestows her quiet ways upon Betty Wheeler. Does Bill got in on it, too? With apologies to anyone who is deserving of same, we, the Class of 1934, do seal, dated this twenty- sixth day of June, nineteen hundred and thirty-four, our will. ANN WEST MAUDE MARVIN MARGARET HEWITT

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CLASS PROPHECY (Continued from preceding page) learned that we had no special program for the afternoon, suggested that we go to the Variety Theater, now owned by our class president, George Sullivan, and see the screen's most popular lovers, lane A. Montague and Gardner Venderveer, in Passion's Moment. We thought that this was an excellent idea, since we knew the main actors. Counting his paces back and ofrth in. fornt o fthe theater, was Robert Adsit, advertising the movie as though he were calling the cows. One of the first attractions inside was the line of doling gurl-ushers in their spangled costumes. Among these were Margaret Hewitt, Mildred Prior, Edna Amerman, Margaret Wagner and Edith Pickard. This was too much — we were too weak to thoroughly enjoy the picture. However, the cartoon, the Kelley Kellicott Kids, drawn by Ruth Townsend, revived our good spirits once more. We left the theater in convulsions of laughter. Going back towards Red's garage, the ringing of bells aroused our curiosity. Around the corner, we found Maude Marvin and Martha Mercer soliciting donations for the Salvation Army, while Virginia Tyler and Ellen Chaplin were guarding the money pot. As we stood talking over old times with the girls, some- one yelled, Look out below! We moved just in time to escape a pail of glue which fell down from above. We looked up and found Richard Hoffman and Kenneth Bell putting up a sign advertising Bond Bread, with Minnie Van Wie’s picture proving to us that one must eat one's crusts of bread to grow tall. Back at the horning party that evening, we discovered Robert Browning banging his drums above the noise; Jane E. Montagu© standing on kitten's tail and Reynold Smith singing the Prisoner's Song. Having accounted for everyone, we decided that we had better get some needed sleep. We wont to bed feeling tired, but very happy and satisfied about our old classmates. KATHERINE THOMPSON RITA McQUAID VERA HAYDEN CAN YOU Kenneth Bell as a traveling salesman? Jane Bennett as a chorus girl? Norma Snyder feeling well? Joe Bochino without curly hair? Alice Price without that giggle? Minnie Van Wie as a singer with Cab Calloway? Dalton Brooks without that perfect wave? Marion Adsit sophisticated? Flora Green not acting crazy? Dick Hoffman a gigolo? Frances Weeks without that certain thing? Bertene Kelley being serious? Billy Smith as Romeo looking for Juliet? Jane E. Montague as a grass-widow? Gardner Van Derveer as a stock broker? Earl Martin without his women? Mildred Kellicott being sociable or something! John Mowins a pansy or plither ? Ora Hunter driving a Pierce-Arrow? Jack Bates a temperance leader? Martha Mercer as a deep sea diver? Edith Pickard not doing charity work? Dorothy Hewitt not being sedate? Maude Marvin as an old maid? Margaret Wagner a hostess in a night club? Frank Howard as a bull fighter? Carol Baker grinding a hand organ? Norma Mills a bathing beauty? Richard Rury without his mother's vocabulary? Edna Amerman without that smile? Ann West without Jack? IMAGINE Grace Warner as a rhumba dancer? Ralph Bradway as Clark Gable? Dot Wilcox as a gangster's moll? George Sullivan as a dancing instructor? Janet Spillet Fit as a Fiddle Kate Thompson owner of a nudist colony? Barb Gere holding her man? Jack Bogdanoff without Ann? Jane Wheaton with an hour-glass figure? Ruth Townsend with a boyish bob? Vera Hayden as a hula-hula dancer? Sara Kellicott riding piggie-back? Charles English as Dillinger? Bob Browning as Tarzan? Ellen Chaplin running cross-country? Myron Morehouse proprietor of a spaghetti house? Mildred Prior as a cigarette girl in a cafe? Jean Miller making whoopee ? Ralph Vaughn as Frankenstein? Harriet Morehouse playing post office? Janice Peake doubling for Kate Smith? Richard Bump as a crooner? Margaret Hewitt on a flying trapeze? Walter O'Brien playing Ring Around the Rosie? Virginia Tyler with a baseball family? Rita McQuaid as a farmerette? Pearl Williams a mother-in-lav ? Grace Humphrey with knee-action? Clifford Crego as Joe Penner? Robert Adsit as a millionaire playboy? Leon Russell not on the golf course? JANE A. MONTAGUE FRANCES NEUPERT WALLACE CONNELL