Chatham High School - Chatter Yearbook (Chatham, NJ)

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Class History FRESHMAN YEAR June, 1940 Dear Diary, Well, it's all over now! My litst year in C.H.S.! Boy, it feels good not to he at the bottom of the ladder anymore! However, we did have a lot ot fun even though we were the under-pups. The first chance we really had to distinguish ourselves was at our class party. I felt kind of proud that we were the ones who set the style for aftemoon looked great all decked out in blue and gold, with slipper partiesfand the old study hall certainly a horse shoe banquet table and candles to boot! But, jeepers, now that I think of it, I guess we real- ly had something on the hull after all! Freshmen in the B. A. A., freshmen in the band and choir, and freshmen in the Dramatic Club. Dick Newell even took the leading part of Henry Aldrich in What Il Lift' fand he still thinks his name is Henry! Of course a lot of the fellows were playing soccer, bas- ketball aml baseball, and the girls were all thrilled to be in their first G.A.A. Show. To top that it was arcal honest-to-goodness circus this year, with pea- nuts, a big-top and everything but elephants. B.D., Sandy, and Bette Bishop got the hall rolling in the executive department for us-and now we're going into the Sophomore year with the idea of making that just as big. SOPHOMORE YEAR June, 1941 Dear Diary, If you're speaking of banner years, this sure takes the cake! There was no holding us, now that we won- actually allowed the run of the place, so we stormed the various organizations. Who will ever forget that wonderful day in Atlantic City at the National Music Festival? We pretty nearly burst our throats singing in the A Cappella Choir to show the judges that C. H, S. was tops when it came to sing- ing, too. Df course, the Junior and Senior members did help us to gain momentum, but we still like to feel they couldn't have done it without us Sopho- mores. Speaking of being tops, two of our own class- men, Max Hoddinott and Noel Trowbridge were so good in sports they were in the first team ill Io the State Championship. But that isn't all! Pat Marqunrdt and Knobby Knights had a packed aud- ience rolling in the aisles with their cutting up in the dramatic club play Tish, Pat, having all she could do to keep her added poundage of pillows C I8 from slipping out of place, and Knobby, slow, easy- going sheriff Lemuel Pike. Of course, Dick Newell, Evelyn Thomson, and Corrine Johnson, who were the other two Sophomore members of the cast, did splendid jobs of acting in their various parts. Ae usual the G. A. A. Show took many of the Sopho- more girls who were just as excited over Along lthv Lackawanna as they had been last year.ln thc spring we met with our well-chosen officers Knobby Knights, presidentg Sandy Smart, vice-presidentg Lois Ford, secretary-treasurer, and decided on tl nautical party. Brightly colored flags swaye-l a- bove ollr heads, a real ship's hell rang ln-fore every announcement, savage looking fish decorated thc walls and we sailed forth gayly on the S. S. Sopho- more with all crew aboard. The ship must bo rc- named now as we sail on hopefully to our ,lunior year. JUNIOR YEAR June, 19-1-2 Dear Diary, Jeepers, here it is the end of the Junior year al- ready! This one has been the best yet. with our class showing plenty of active participation in all the organizations. Several of our boys, Max Hod- dinott, Noel Trowbridge, Bud Bigley, Bob Dick, Bob Gulian, Vincent Sibona, Bill Conway, and Sandy Smart to be exact, were on thc team that won the North ,lersey State Soccer Championship and that victory bonfire the night we heat Harrison was great! lt'll be a long time, too, before l forgot the G.A.A. Show and the Victory Paradr-.H The house was packed again this year as usual, and why not, since it was a patriotic theme and all our Allied nations were represented. It seeint-d'as tho- ugh our Juniors really went to war the night of thc class party. We were all having a grand time play- ing games when, BLOOIE out went thc lights! Si- rens wailed! Bombs puffed! And a big bomber roar- ed above the gym! When the lights went on again who should strut in but Hitler and Musso, them- selves-Pete Ball and Bob Gulian to us! Still an- other high spot in the year was the play.lfharlcy's Aunt. I still laugh over Knobby manipulating those skirts and-that big cigar! We really owe a lot to our class officers Sandy Smart, Max Hoddinott, and Phyllis Miller. They certainly did a lion's share to make this a red letter year for us. Continued on Page 39

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Class Prophecy Back to the game now-Wendell hits the hall high in the air straight toward the Fortress. The base- ball hits the bomber and seemingly puts it out of controlg for it is now plummeting toward the field. Guess I'll go out and join the rescue squad. Well, folks., this is Bob Gulian hack again. 'lhe plane that was hit hy Wendell's fly turned out to bc an eagle. ,lust a moment, folks, wltile l revive Colbum. Oh, this is terrible, fans, it is starting to rain and Umpire Venneman is forced to call the game. During the momentary lull, Laughin' Louie Schrumpf, Broadway's favorite comedian, is enter- taining us with his clowning antics. While Louie is performing, I see in the crowd a number of cele- braties from my alma mater, C. H. S. The first one I :noticed is .lnseph Caesar, the foremost artist of a fast growing hobby, appearing in a roller skating show at the Center Theater. ,lust below him is Bob Trimble, owner of the Greyhound Racing Kennels and inventor of the new sensational dog food, Rin-Tin-ln-A-Tin. Across the field I spot Evie Tllomson, newly-acclaimed actress, now appearing at the Bijou Theater in When Knights was Bold . To the left of the hackstop sits Dave Hitchen, pres: ident of the Drug Store Cowboy Club and owner of Ye Old Hitchin' Post. I noticed at the bottom of the program, an ad- vertisement conceming the making of tickets for any occasion by Dick Newell's Company. Farther up, there is an ad for a sweater sale in Florence Bott's Yam Shop at the Radio City Arcade. On the next page appears an elaborate description of Grace Clay's hand crocheted luncheon sets to be sold only at the Chatham Department Store. Well, Willy W'cisgerher ought to he here any minute with my daily bottle of chocolate milk. By the way, Willy has finally solved the problem of being both a hall fan and a milkman and still get- ting some sleep ffor a changel. Will the gentleman on the right of me please tum down that radio because it interferes with my announcing. I don't appreciate kiddies' programs like those run by Uncle Dick Erskine. Now down on my left l see Jeanne Hagen and Carol Stephane, co-deans of Kalamazoo Tech 1 for men oulyj, talking with Nan Hammond, wife of a tobacco planter in Livingston, New Jersey. Tlurf-'s C 20 Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. This is Bob Culian, assisted by Rollicking Richard Cul- burn, hringing you the vivid play by play descrip- lion of the opening game of the l953 World Series, between the Dodgers and the Yankees at Ehbets Field. At this time we shall have a shun 30 second transcription about our sponsor's product, Marquardt's Jiffy Sandwich Spread. Marquardt's, Marquardt's-The taste is just like candy Marquardt's, Marquardt's-And father finds it handy Marquardt's, Marquardt's- The kids all think it s nifty. Marquardt's Marquardt's-For housewives who are thrifty.' Now as I look out i.n the sea of smiling faces, l sce Bob Gulian dash-oops, llm looking in the mirrori I see Senator Franklin Knights from New Jersey, who has just finished organizing the Post- War World. There l see also Howard Conklin, president of the First National Bank of Chatham. with his little private secretary, Kay Rauter. Just before the game begins, Miss Bettelspell- ed with an evil Bishop, Metropolitan coloraturn soprano bleats the Slar-Spangled Banner over the loud speaker system. After the national anthem, Everett Ehrlich, Mayor of New York, throws out the first ball and John Lukas. Dodger catcher, re- ceives it. The game begins with Charlie Pritcllarcl on the hill for the Dodgers, and Lukas behind thc plate. Pritchard toes the slab and dclivers the first pitch of the series to Frank Wendell, the lead-off batter, for ball one. Walt Veunemau, the veteran arbitrator, is call- ing balls and strikes this aftemnon while down off second base Sandy Smart is motioning to Max Hoddinott, out in left field., to don his smoked glasses. And now,folks, my right hand man, Dick Col- burn, will take over the announcing duties for a while, as I check the ticker on the Chicago City Service game. Well, good aftemoon. This is Rollickin' Richard Colhum, your favorite sports caster. lust a mo- ment! Fans, I see zooming low over the fields a giant Flying Fortress. As this plane flies over I see Eugene Brown of the Air Corps waving to me. J