Chatham Central High School - Flight Yearbook (Chatham, NY)

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Thirty-one With the largest cast in the history of the school, and a new set of scenery built entirely by high school boys, the Senior play, Growing Pains , was an outstanding success. The Dramatic Club was formed as an outgrowith of the friendship-s and associations gaxined during rehearsals, and its ambitious program promises to increase interest in dramatics. Social, dramatic, and scholastic successes are not all that we will be re- membered for. Long years will pass before the names of Petry, Alamillo, B-insse, VVyman, Eames, Curry, Callahan, Ploss, Everett, DuVal, and Callan, vanish from the field of basketball, track, baseball, and soocer. Representative of the precedents that we have set during our high school career is our yearbook. Through cooperation and special effort, we have en- deavored to make our completed work a good example for the other classes who may wish to follow in our footsteps. Our class has not been without loss. Among those who made a splendid start in Chatham High, only to move or discontinue school for some other reason, are Bob Moran, Jay Pinkerton, Efthel Huson, and Bill VVhite. To compensate for this loss, however, we have several new arrivals, among whom are Nathalie Miunsey and Carol Brady. Pausing for a moment, as june draws near, we reflect that Commencement night will bring four years of work and play to a climax. No longer will we be able to skip classes, invent elaborate excuses, and dawdle through the day with careless gayety. We will emerge from the protection of Chatham High, rich in its tradition, to take our places in life. The deeds we have accomp- lished in high school are only the groundwork of -our future, yet they are the cornerstone on which we will build the monuments of our lives. Conse- quently, many of us will contribute brilliant edifices to the world about us. -MARGARET HOFFMAN. '37

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Thirty THE TANAGER the tendency to set precedents, especially in the art of dodging teachers and homework. Qur Sophomore year saw us slowly attaining the high level of seriousness that has marked our Senior year. After organizing as a class, we went through the traditional period of threatening, bribing, and suffering from the physical force the uipper classmen used to discover the naimes of our officers. However, on Arbor Day, when we paraded behind a banner of peach and blue carried by Richard Crellin, our president, our 'Secrets were still intact. He, with Molly Harding, vice-president, Buddy Slmith, treasurer, and Dot Dennis, secretary, led the procession, accompanied by our class adviser, Mr. Kufs. At the close of the banquet in the evening, we had become a fully organized class. As juniors, we started the school year with a I-1lallowe'en Dance, that will long be remembered both for the unusual entertainment offered and for the enjoyable dance music provided. Last year we selected our class em- blem, and the rings and pins arrived in time for us to display them proudly as we supervised preparations for Arbor Day, Our efforts were rewarded by the transformation of the gym into a banquet hall, with our class colors and banner predominating in an atmosphere of colored lights, candles, and gay laugh'ter. Toastmistress julia Burrows, introduced the speakers, who entertained us 'by reading the Class Prophecy and the Class VVill. To the strains of the music provided by Frank Fitch and his orchestra, we ended our most i-mportant class day. june brought us the responsibilityoi making Commencement and the junior Prom the most successful one in history. We started by beautifying the stage on which the Seniors were to receive their dilplomas. Large bouquets of roses and delphinium formed living color to commemorate their class colors. They graced baskets that were purchased by the juniors and given to the school. NVe also carried out the scheme of the Senior colors when we decorated the gym in pink and blue, and to the music of the Dictators, we paid homage to our departing upper classmen and made the occasion a most memorable one. However, it was left to our last year in high school for us really to dis- tinguish ourselves as a class. The scholastic honors of this year's graduating class were awarded to Vir- ginia Este, Valedictorian, with an average of 91.993 Margaret Hoffman, Salutatorian, 91-89 for her four year's work in high school, and Harriet Crosby, third honors, with an average of 90.95.

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Thirty-t'w0 T H E T A N A G' E R Class prophecy HE airplanes were being warmed up for their hop from San Francisco to New York. The loud droning of motors was a very pleasant sound for the traveler anxious to be on his way. Last minute orders were being issued, the dispatcher was calling in a thunderous voice, Plane FD-27 ready for flight to New York, first stop Kansas City, All aboard, all aboard, all aboard. Passen- gers hurried along to the ship, and were strapped into safety belts. The stewardess proved to be Julia Burrows, four years graduated from nursing school. The co- pilot entered from the cockpit to see if everything was ready for the take-off. It was none other than Thomas Red O'Connell, a very good pilot and due for a promotion soon. The hop was to last for about seven hours so everyone looked around to take stock of his fellow passengers. As I turned to glance at my neighbor, I noticed something familiar about him. It couldn't be, but it was .... a very dashing young man that I had known in school. Why, of course, Freddy Eames, only different fro-m the one I remembered. Freddy had just completed a big construction job and was on his way to great fame as a civil engineer. The Schlegels, our own Hank and Ruth Borden, had just celebrated the fifth anniversary of their mar- riage. That harum-scaruni Peggy Arnold had settled down to be a very respect- able law-abiding citizen as a dentist in Albany. Robert Miller, our dashing Lo- thario, had just turned to the ministry to help his foreign brothers and sisters, and Dick Crellin was practicing medicine hoping someday to be a second Dr. Dafoe. Charlie Wyman was a chemistry teacher, and Dorothy Dennis, Fred told me, sat home waiting until they had saved enough money to be married. Helen Dennis was already married, and social leader of Valatie. Margaret Hoff- man, who was writing scripts for all the big radio programs, was, as usual, dividing her affections between Alfred Binsse, a professional dancer, and James Creighton, cashier in the Chatham Bank. Aglae Binsse was a rising young actress with many successes to her credit. Kitty Petry and Dorothy Alamillo had become private secretaries in a large firm in Pittsburgh, and Clare Hughes was matron in a day nursery in Hudson. The discussion drew to a close as we put down at Kansas City where I was to wait a few days before going on. I stopped at a charming hotel where we received excellent service .... no wonder. NVhen a Chatham High School grad- uate serves you, you know that you have been served, and who do you suppose was managing the hotel? None other than Frankie Curry, matured into a very polite young man. While touring around the city, I visited a night club and there I heard Loyal DnVal singing with a very prominent orchestra. Back at the hotel again I met Nathalie M nnsey, one of my old friends, who was a com- mercial buyer and traveler for a large clothing firm in New York. She told me of the happenings in her locality. Virginia Frederick had just received a position as a dietician in a large hospital, and Virginia Este, was librarian in a library some where in Massachusetts. Marlin Gelbert had settled down to be a farmer who set the country girls hearts aflutter whenever he came near them, and Edward Ostrowsky was doing much the same thing. It was then time to leave Kansas City and start my long trip to New York. When I arrived, it was rainingg and people were hurrying to and fro getting into cabs and having their bags taken by willing porters. As I was impatient