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

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(in) girl quartet, Lauretta Keefer, Shirley Loveless, Janet Ford and Lauretta Hess, warbling an (ugh) lovely tune, while Eddie Carter, the world's greatest buffoon, goes into his act of balancing Herby Lodder on the end of his nose. We are taken to our seats by usherettes, Marcia Herring and Nancy Knope, who, by the way, work as yes men on the side. When comfortably seated we hear a loud, unsavofy, crunchy sound behind us. We turn slowly and see the grinning face of Chuck Rogers, the official pop-corn tester for the theatre. If he can't disturb someone with the pop-corn, the corn is a failure, and he loses his job. He is good at disturbing people though, as his record shows that he has held the job for ten years. We squirm, twist and wiggle through the performance and are at last back in the fresh air, standing in front of Jack Socia's 104 lane bowling alley. We enter and see a championship match taking place between Theresa Reagan and Pat Palmer. Pat wins by a few pins and celebrates by ordering drinks for the house. The drinks are served by Marianna Preston and Eleanor Parker, the two highest paid waitress- es in the world. We tip them a week’s pay, choke on our drinks and leave. Once again we find ourselves back on the street looking for entertainment. We hear a newsboy, who turns out to be Mack McGivney, who also edits the paper, but can’t afford to pay help, shouting, Extra, extra, Paige and Sinnett do it again.” The names sound familiar, so we buy a paper and see on the front page that John (Pancho) Sinnett and Bernie (Gonzales) Paige have captured the world's Champion- ship in tennis for the twelfth straight year. We sell our paper back to Mack for half price, of course, and wend our way towards a crowd of people who are crowding and pushing at the entrance to a huge coliseum. We shove our way in and see that the attraction is two lady wrestlers: Shifty Shirley Group and King Kong Jean King. As a side attraction their managers, Joanna Kimball and Laura Newcomb, battle it out underneath the ring. The bout starts; bones crack, hair is torn and screams fill the air. The bout is at last over, and the girls go to their corners, apparently none the worse for wear. Out in the center of the ring, however, the referee, Dick Stevenson lies badly beaten. The bout is termed a draw and everybody goes home happy except Dick, who doesn't move. We decide to do him a good turn, so we drag him to his hotel where the manager, Ann Delaney rings for bellhop Mirril Mc- Mullen to take us to his room. We enter the elevator, which is run by Regina Steinbach, and ride to the fiftieth floor, where we deposit Dick on the bed and turn to leave. We are stopped by a tapping on the window. We turn and see the head window washer pointing excitely to Ron Naumann nd Dick Johnson, champion flag pole sitters. They had just broken their own record of 2 years 6 months and 2 minutes They are each given a resounding kiss by the first lady of the state, Beverly Hallenbeck. J y We wearily drag ourselves out of B'ville, content that all the class of 1951 had done well and that there was hardly an barring a few exceptions. Could you spare a dime, friend? of the members of idiot among them, Charles Klasmier

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(n) Suddenly a great roaring sound is heard and the two champion stock car driv- ers in the world, Rod (Mad Throttle) Dow and Art (Gunner) Sochia are seen racing down the street. As they reach the peak of their speed, a pedestrian steps in front of them. A sickening crash is heard, and when the smoke clears we can see two badly bruised cars in front of us with pro football player, T. D. Doris standing over them, not even his hair mussed. Standing next to him is that giant among men in the football world, Don Wrightson, who along with T. D. has just finished his 20th season of pro football with Ira Hill Wonders. While we are feeling their muscles and chatting, we see a soap box leading a man up the street. This is Mayor (Windy) Wilcox. Mayor Wilcox begins to speak. Two hours later head street cleaners, Don Minnoe and Bob Hourihan, carry him away, still babbling happily. We hurry after them to see what they will do with him to keep him from talking himself to death. Apparently this same problem has presented itself before, because they carry him directly to Danny O’Brien’s house, where O. B. puts him to sleep by playing a few choice selection on his organ while nurse Frances Thom strokes his forehead. No normal person could sleep through this. We leave our mayor in the arms of Morpheus and Frances and head back downtown. When about half way there we are offered a lift by someone in a 1970 Chevy. This person turns out to be Carol Van Wie out for a joy ride in one of her 15 new Chevy's. She lets us out down town, and we enter the Cozy Corner, which is under the management of Jeanne Hearne and Lorraine Haney. The place is much larger, and we see Rose Deloff and Nancy McArdell jitterbugging to a juke box, at one end of the counter. We slug our cokes and go back outside, where we immediately hear the sound of barking and howling. Betty Warner is coming down the street, surrounded by an army of her dogs which she trains. There is still some doubt in my mind as to whether the boys or the dogs were doing the howling. We fall in step with her and learn that she is heading for the bank to make a withdrawal. We decide to walk with her. At the bank, the door is opened by head door woman, Clara Hay. I come in and go out 50 times. At the window, we are waited on by the president of the bank, Ardis Auyer, and Vice President, Beverly Houck. Suddenly a shot rings out and a woman screams. A dirty looking bank robber moves in and loots the place. Our alert police force, headed by Lester Grome, takes off in pursuit. Policewomen Jane Gleason and Marilyn Borrow radio ahead for help. The robber is caught before he can leave town, and when he is unmasked he proves to be George Wilber, who due to worry over the financial status of his Syracuse Nationals, was forced to make a quick withdrawal of some of his funds. The shot was the backfire from one of Rod Beebe's hot rods out on the street, which we learn, do a show called Beebe's Rambling Wrecks.” After all this excitement, we feel the need for a little relaxation, so we head for Bud Pickard's EMPORIUM OF POOL. Through the blue mist caused by the flying pool chalk we see a man bent doggedly over a pin-ball machine. As we come closer we see that this is Dewey Bond. Twenty years ago we left Dewey sitting at this same pin-ball machine. He said at the time that he wouldn't leave until he'd won a game. Apparently, Dewey is a man of his word. Back in the corner, in the section reserved for women, we see Mimi DeLyne blasting a game all by herself. She is, as you know, the champion female pool player in the world, with a close second, Marion Langworthy. We watch her stroke in a few, and turn to leave when a deafening shriek fills the air. Pick pulls us out from underneath the table and explains that the shriek was merely the

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CLASS WILL Being of a mind-both capable and sound------ 1951 Seniors-gather 'round!!! Listen all and lend an ear, To the most willing testament of the year. But first---lest we forget, Our thanks to Miss Winchell, the students' pet. A more faithful advisor there never was. We wish her good luck in whatever she does. Well, enough of this chatter-- On to the will--------- We hope you Seniors can Stand this pill!!! Ardis Auyer wills her glasses today, to Paul all the way. Bruce Baust leaves his height to an Allyson, named McKnight. Rod 'n Barb Beebe, the buckshot twins, leave their oomph to their next of kin. Dewey Bond, indubitably—Will he leave the school? We shall see. Marilyn Borrow wills her loquacious gift to anyone who needs a lift. Fred Burtch, with his disposition mild, wills it gladly to Lee Rothchild. Ikie Burton, our athletic star, leaves to spread his fame afar. Eddie Carter leaves, Oh Happy Day. Let’s all cheer him on his way. Shirley Coleman leaves her president's post, so to her we drink a toast. Martha Dack leaves her pop-corn selling appeal-to sister Shirley, the future Big Wheel. Pat Dack leaves her work at the show, for finer things, we know. Anne Delaney wills her modesty to Gerda Kilian-yes, siree. Rose Deloff, a quiet flower, leaves to find a peaceful bower. Mimi Delyne, who's always busy, leaves Miss Winchell in a tizzy. Don Delmarter, a lad with a winsome smile, bequeaths it all to anyone worthwhile. Tom Doris who is mighty handy, leaves his energy to -i girl named Sandy. Roderick Dow with his hair so bright, bequeaths it to all the girls in sight. Milly Dunham wills her twinkling eye to Dick Kowalski; he's quite a guy. Jack Ecker leaves his masculinity to all the female femininity. Mary Fauler leaves her expression of face to a Carfagna (you guessed it) Grace. Janet Ford leaves if you please. Janie Gleason leaves her laugh-wit to any up and coming half-wit. Lester Grome leaves a wig of waves to Francis Stebbins for his Senior days. Shirley Group wills her crew cut to anyone who likes a short cut. Betty Gustke leaves her classes and views the world through rose colored glasses. Lorraine Haney leaves her Senior year, filled with wishes of good cheer. Clara Hay and no fair peekin', leaves the driving to Mr. Egan. Jean Hearne bequeaths to Arch , her pal, the hope he finds another gal. Marcia Herring leaves her long blonde curls, to all the unlucky straight-haired girls. Lauretta Hess, West Phoenix's Ball o' Fire , leaves her pierced ears to those who desire. Beverly Hallenbeck leaves her swing and sway to a Severson (better known as Kaye.) Robert Hourihan leaves, he hopes, and says so long to all you dopes. Bev Houck wills her brown-tinted glasses, to the boys who say they never make passes. Marie Hulbert leaves her vim and vigor to Mr. Guerrerra—what a figger! Richard Johnson leaves his sharp, clear mind, no keener brain will you ever find.