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

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REGINA STEINBACH SENIOR ACTIVITIES - cont'd. Sub Debs 2, Sodality 2, Classical Club 1, 9th Grade Chorus, Senior High Chorus 2, Journalism 1. RICHARD STEVENSON Baseball 2, J. V. Baseball 2, Basketball 1, J. V. Basketball 2, In- terclass Basketball 1, Jr. High Student Council. HAROLD TETRAULT Track 2, Cross Country 2, Key Club 2, French Club 2, Classical Club 1, Journalism 3, Editor 2, Junior Play, Lyre Staff. FRANCIS THOM Tri-Y 3, Sodality 3, Classical Club 1, Sr. Chorus 1, Basketball 1. CAROL VAN WIE Classical Club, 9th Grade Chorus, Senior High Chorus 3, Journal- ism 2, Dramatics Play. CAROLYN VAREY Tri-Y 3, Triangles 3, French Club 2, Classical Club 1, 9th Grade Chorus 1, Senior Chorus 1, Athletic Association 1, Basketball 1, Softball 1. ROLAND VICTORY Track. ELIZABETH WARNER Tri-Y 3, Sub Debs 3, Triangles 2, Jr. High Student Council, Senior High Student Council 2, French Club 2, Classical Club, 9th Grade Chorus, Senior High Chorus 2, Red Cross. BARBARA WELLER Tri-H 3, Senior High Student Council 1, Vice President and Treas- urer of Class of'51, 9th Grade Chorus, Sr. High Chorus 1. GEORGE WILBUR Interclass 2, Lyre Staff, Barnyard Basketball, Track, Freshman Basketball. WAYNE WILCOX Manager Baseball 1, Manager Basketball 2, Demolay 3, Classical Club, Red Cross, Junior Play, Journalism 3, Interclass Basketball 1, Barnyard 1, Business Mgr. for Senior Play. JAMES WOOD Key Club 2, J.V. Basketball 2, Senior Play. DONALD WRIGHTSON Football 1, French Club 3, Interclass Basketball 4, J.V. Football 1.

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CLASS PROPHECY (I) Now that we are leaving school, and going out into the world, we will lose con- tact with many of our friends. It would be interesting to see what some of us are doing twenty years from now. The year is 1970. The place: A much changed Baidwinsville. Time of day: Late afternoon. We get off the bus, after our long trip, and stroll across the street into Woods’ drugstore which now covers six square blocks since Gus took over. As we enter, we hear a ripping sound as his pockets tear from the weight of his gold. Gus snaps his fingers, and Bruce Baust, soda-jerk extraordinary, hastens to retrieve his fallen gold. After slugging a couple of sodas, we rise to leave, but are bowled over by a block thrown by the world's greatest lineman, Jack Ecker, who is running interference for Dick Perkins and Ike” Burton. After picking our- selves up from the ground, we begin to talk. Eventually our talk turns to politics, and we learn to our amazement that the race for the presidency is a close one be- tween Roland Victory and Don Delmarter. I pull my timetable from my pocket and check on the next boat to Russia. We bid our friends adieu, and start across the street. When half way across, we are accosted by a huge red Ford truck bearing down on us. We leap to safety, but are showered by coaldust. Indignantly we stalk into the office of the fastset talking team of female lawyers in the world, Jane Varey and Mary Fauler. We ask for legal advice, and are directed to the office of Sheriff Barbara Beebe, who is the only sheriff in the world who enters beauty contests. Sheriff Beebe tells us that the truck was one owned by the largest trucking company in the world, Anthony (Pee Wee) Sojdak's. Upon hearing this, we drop the charges and leave. As we stroll around town, we hear the sound of a typewriter feverishly work- ing. This is the office of our local newspaper, the Daily Dirt, which is owned and edited by Harry (Scoop) Tetrault. We look through the window, and see sports writer, Fred Burtch, photographing the world’s most perfectly formed man, Gilly Stebbins. We go in to ask about more of our school mates. Harry tells us that Joyce Ridall and Mildred Dunham are running a school, teaching the fundamentals of cheerleading, and are making a mint of the long green. We decided to look them up for obvious reasons. By this time our stomachs read empty and we look around for a restaurant. We see a huge neon sign which reads The Gustke and Coleman House of Hash.” We remember the old saying, Any port in a storm and enter. Betty and Shirley are standing behind the counter, giving orders to their waitresses, Barb Weller and Marie Hulbert. We order steak and a milkshake. When Barbara brings it to us, U!,fhat e steak came {rom one of Chuck Patchett’s 600, 000 longhorns, na that me milk in the shakes comes from one of Leroy Patchett’s 600, 000 milk PaTna.Iherfuhad S°me Ulk or mer inS two farms. Just then, Martha and the ioraiJ0lk ln’ c,0Ver!d fr0m head t0 toe in ermine. They tell us that they own Par rnrff ° C“dy counters world. It seems that they had had Bob they had a sillv i!fea°th bUt B°b Suddenly gained 70 pounds in two weeks, and iney had a silly !dea that he was nibbling on the job.