Colton Pierrepont High School - Coltonian Yearbook (Colton, NY)

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girls of Colton High, to Billy Casael. Claude Carv-I bequeath my ability to play the part of a French Painter in plays, to Buz'1 Hawley. Gary Hurley-I bequeath my ability as an impersonator to ■ Dot ' Alford. Freda LaPoint-1 bequeath my bored expression to Janet Cayey. Elizabeth Corcoran-I bequeath my super-human memory to Bev McEwen. William Schwartz-I bequeath my enthusiasm for sports to Fred Vebber. Lorraine FisherSI bequeath my Business Arithmetic book to Pat Thomas. Joseph Thomas-I bequeath my passion for a brunette to my brother, Orin. Bernice Shea-I bequeath my ability as a vivacious cheer- leader to HBarb Seymour. Bernice Shea--Class Lawyer William Schwartz, Secretary: Joseph Thomas, Treasurer Lloyd Strobeck, President: Gary Hurley, Vice president

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Since the class of '52's years have been so happy, ao varied, and so helpful to us, each of the four vears is a separate year to remember, to number among the souvenirs of a pleasant youth in our Colton School. Lorraine Fisher--Historian it’AjSv M Aunfc j5a-v v f We, the class of 1952 of Colton-Pierrepont Central School, being of sound mind and rugged health, do hereby bequeath to and bestow on our friends the following: To: Mr. Corbitt-we bequeath revolving doors and television for We schoolT Mr. Butler-we bequeath an easy chair with a head rest. The Junior Class-we bequeath our dramatic ability. The Sophomore Cla33-we bequeath our ability to earn money. The Freshman Class-we bequeath our faithful and jovial advisor, Mr. Butler. As individuals: Pat 0'Donnell-I bequeath my ability always to be in trouble, to Rovie Howe. Edward Creighton-I bequeath my consistent good nature to Ronnie Sullivan. Jack Creighton-1 bequeath my ability to get along with the

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CLASS PROPHECY OUT OP THIS WORLD WITH THE CLASS OP '52 Capt. Creighton of the 'Spinning Rocket' to tower; Capt. Creighton of the 'Spinning Rocket' to tower; come in, please.” Tower to Capt. Creighton; Tower to Capt. Creighton; what is it, sir?” Preparing to land; is the landing field cleared?” Field cleared, sir; land at will. Aa Capt. Creighton set his automatic controls, he settled back in his big, comfortable chair, knowing that the automatic controls would land his ship safely. He was thinking very seriously about what was going to happen to him very soon, for he was on his way to the World's Pair. This was being held at Jones Beach, and he had been asked to come there and give a talk on his newest Rocket Ship. But he was also thinking how strange it seemed that only twenty years ago, he and the rest of the Senior Class of 1952 had gone camping at this same beach after their graduation. My, wouldn't it be wonderful, he thought, if he could see some of his old classmates here at the Pair. This was all very probable, for he had learned that many of his classmates had become very famous in these last years. Why, just the other day he had heard over his wrist radio that the world famous engineer. Bill Schwartz, had finally drawn up plans for a bridge to cross the Pacific Ocean; this would really help the transportation problem. Of course,the whole world knew of the new president of the United States, Jack Creighton; when Edward thought of this, he chuckled and said to himself, Jack was bound to get it; he knew his Social Studies backward and forward, and to think of how the rest of us used to struggle and suffer through that course. Edward was quickly aroused from his thoughts by a sudden jolt, telling him that his ship had landed. As he left his ship, he noticed a man walking toward him. This, he told himself, must be the new ambassador to the world, for this man had been appointed Master of Ceremonies to the World's Fair. As the man drew near, Edward suddenly stopped in his tracks, for coming to meet him was none other than % . Butler, the Senior Class advisor of twenty years ago. Mr, but he looked goodj He still had that familiar friend- ly smile. While all this was taking place at the air field, a new superduper rocket car was jetting its way toward Jones' Beach. When we looked closer, we noticed that it had a military escort; why, then, this could be no other than the general- in-chief of all space cadets, Lloyd Strobeck, just returning from an extraordinary victory over the pest-ridden planet, Jupiter. It looked as if the General had an occupant in his car. But, of course, we should have known at first who it was, for who else would be riding with the General but that famous woman, Pat O'Donnell, who is in charge of all space cadettes. Of course, it is well known that she and her space cadettes put the planet, Pluto, out of the atmo- sphere, when it started to wage war against Earth. As we turned back to the grandstand, we noticed a large crowd. It seemed that another celebrity was arriving at the World's Pair. Having moved closer we saw that it was the famous actor. Monsieur Claude Cary. It was said that Claude Cary.