Cohocton Central School - Chieftain Yearbook (Cohocton, NY)

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Class Will We, the members of the Class of 1956 of Cohocton Central School, being of sound mind and body, do hereby ordain, establish and proclaim this to be our last will and testament. To DONALD BEECHNER, the Seniors leave a set of tires for the Chrysler. To NEIL CONRAD, Don Adams leaves his used bicycle for Loon Lake travel. To TOM ENSER, Ronald Schneider leaves his car. To GORDON KIMBALL, Paul leaves Dot. To BOB MCINNIS, Ronald Schneider leaves his ability to attract females. To KENT OCHS, Don Adams leaves his stature. To NEIL OWEN, Paul Mills leaves his fast and “witty” ways. To RUSSELL RUNG, Pat Fairbrother and Marge Boos leave their “knack” of getting the car. To DANNY SIROIS, the Seniors leave a “governor” for the Plymouth. To JERRY TOWNER, Don Adams leaves his sports ability. To DICK VEEDER, Layne Conrad leaves his curls. To PAT BURKE, Pat Folts leaves her interests in Atlanta. To SARA BURKE, Dorotha Brown leaves her letter writing ability. To DOROTHY CLUTE, Norene Schneider leaves her driver’s license. To JEANNE CRAGG, Roberta McDowell leaves her privilege to talk in history. To JOYCE FLEISHMAN, Pat Folts leaves her geometry intelligence. To DOROTHY MEHLENBACHER, Dorotha Brown leaves her music ability. To CAROLYN MILLS, Marge Boos leaves a bottle of peroxide with the message, “gentlemen prefer blondes.” To ANN SCHIAVI, Dorothy Schneider leaves her quiet ways. To JEAN WAGER, Marge Boos leaves her love for Buicks. To JEAN ZEH, Mary Wagner leaves her desire to catch and keep a Naples Fella. To DORIS SICK, Norene Schneider leaves her sports ability. To the FACULTY, we leave; aren't you glad?

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Class History •Twas the night before graduation when all through the halls, The Seniors were recalling their rises and falls. As we started the long climb, That only took twelve years time. We had forty-two anxious little girls and boys. Who grew so fast out of the stage of toys, That before we knew it we were upstairs in junior high. It was so exciting that time did fly. As Frosh we were Green”, but we soon became bolder; As years sped along, and we became older. We elected our officers with Norene as head. And Mary as treasurer kept us out of the red . Dorene was our V. P., and Paul, our sec. They all kept our class from becoming a wreck. With June exams over, and our minds now at ease, We left for the summer without paying class fees. September rolled around all too quickly some thought. We got down to business: Fun and knowledge we sought. As sophomores we held elections once again; Pat Fairbrother was president, with Sara as her Vice Roberta and Marge, helped break the ice. We collected our dues, and at the end of the year, Held a picnic at Loon Lake, which most held quite dear. The summer passed quickly; back to school we came. We now were big juniors, the upper-classmen by name. We held class election with the girls in majority, Only Paul as President, was from the minority. He was backed up by that California gal, Elaine. Roberta and Pat as sec. and treas. helped to eliminate the strain. Our first big step was the junior play. At this shindig we really brought in the hay. May rolled around still, green, and calm. Our next big project was the Junior Prom. In a Garden of Roses was our theme. Bill was our king and Elaine was our queen. After May, came June, with tests and regents to take. We knew that only one more step on the ladder we would make. Summer passed so quickly, as they always seem to do; We were great big Seniors now, when in fall we entered school. We held our class elections which indeed, set quite a precedent; We elected Layne to lead us with Mary his vice-president. We re-elected Roberta to write down all the notes; And with Pat as our treasurer, the girls again controlled the votes. We got our yearbook underway; our editor was Pat; She got together her royal staff and the class worked at that. As a class, our very big project was the magazine drive. We set for ourselves a high goal for which we had to strive. Mary and Paul were captain of our teams, And with Roberta, as our head, we fulfilled all our dreams. At harvest time in October we held a Harvest Dance. We came in couples, two by two, without our uncles and aunts. After December and a very long holiday, We returned with January exams on the way. We weren't in school very long, when along came fateful June. And after passing those terrible regents, we started humming the commencement tune. And now on the eve of the day, when from this school we'll commence, Our hearts are filled with memories; our nerves are tightened and tense. We thank all the teachers for what they have done to help us along life's road. So, you see, when we look back to our good old high-school ways. Remembering, we will be able to say, THOSE WERE THE HAPPY DAYS!

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Class Prophecy Time: June 1966 Place: Hotel Taft, New York City Characters: Graduates of '56--C.C.S. Author: Chambermaid of Hotel Taft In 108 I had the misfortune of again cleaning the messy room of twelve people who had come to New York City ten years ago on their senior trip. Overhearing them again, 1 found that there have been some changes made. Col. Donald Adams and his wife Peggy, are living at Niagara Falls Air Force Base. They finally have an addition to their family--a ’56 •■Caddy,• that they’ve always wanted. Margery Boos has just returned from Paris onher fourth honeymoon. Her first husband was a bell-hop of Hotel Taftfadateonher senior trip); her fourth is Mr. Moneybags himself, the owner of Hotel Taft. Dorotha Brown has been Mrs. Bill for nine years. She, Roger, and the “little Bills” are living in their new home on the Florida Coast. Layne Conrad is now a lieutenant at Wayland Reserve Center. After two years of service at Fort Dix, he married a WAC. Pat Fairbrother had been livingin Brighton for eight years. She has the twin boys she always wanted--Michael and Matthew. Roberta McDowell has just finished her tenth annual trip around the world with her Marine- General husband. Paul Mills has recently become manager of the Market Basket-Acme division. In his office he has ten beautiful secretaries. Dorothy Schneider is now head bookkeeper at Gunlock’s, but no wonder; she married her boss. Norene Schneider married Gary Cooper’s son. Their home is a 2000 acre ranch in Texas, but with only one swimming pool. Ronnie Schneider has made another million with his fantastic electrical inventions--a light bulb which needs no socket. Mary Wagner and her better half recently purchased the Naples Theater. They can now see their twin girls, Georgia and Glennis on screen.