Columbia High School - Mirror Yearbook (Maplewood, NJ)

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Seniors ROSE MARIE CAMPIS1 “Roe” 111 South Orange Avenue. South Orange G. A. A. (3, 4). ROBERT CAPACCIO “Bob” 17 Midland Boulevard. Maplewood ROBERT CAREY “Bob” 276 Wintlirop Terrace. South Orange Civics Committee (4). Javvce Baseball (2); Varsilv Baseball (3. 1); Intramural Basketball (2. 3, 4). MAIO ANN CAPPAZE MARY-ADELAIDE CARLAW Vary 16 Oakland Hoad. Maplewood “Do%” 165 Cliureb Street. South Orange G. A. A. (4). G. A. A. 2. Council 3. Secretary 4); Bible Heading Committee (3, 1); Assembly Com- mittee (2. 3. 4); Fire Committee (3, 4); Junior .Night (last (3); Senior Play Heading Commit- tee (4); Senior Play Properties Committee (4); Community Service Division 3. 1); Civics Committee 2. 3); Sophomore Dramatic Club Sen io r Play “Rebellious, undutiful daughter . . .' ill somebody please get that dog of! the piano— “ Y ho knows but the world may end tonight Quick, find Jack Stewart; he goes on in three lines— “NX asfc of good vittles” Robinson, let’s try that love scene again— “Oh, you'll he flunkin' me vulger, sir—” Mr. Cohron, do we have to come on Saturday morning—? “Gad, what vigor—” Elinor, make that wink more conspicuous— “Oil, liked it tremendously, but—” Robinson, let's try that love scene again— “But I thought a play was an dialogue—” Oh, Mr. Cohron, I can't make Flush he still— “You consummate fool, leave the room—” Robinson, let’s try that love scene again “ Perservera nee—” —and so on far into the night! Ah, methinks I detect the faint aroma of a Senior Play nearby. To quote the great lord (Miss Marjorie Carleton in this case), it had a certain strength, hut also -er a certain stench! Oh, hut we were only fooling! Because “The Barretts” was one of the very brightest highlights in the amazing career of that outstanding class of 1944. Yes, the production will go down brilliantly in the annals of Columbia’s history, for not only did Elizabeth Barrett and Robert Browning step right smack out of our English kit. books onto our stage, but they were even more glorified by our splendid interpretations of said poet and spouse— even if we do say so ourselves, as who shouldn’t! Of course the going got a hit rough at times. For instance, the afternoon when Elizabeth's ruffled petticoats remained at down-stage right while Elizabeth herself was swooning merrily away at upstage center! “But we didn't let that stop us”—no, we even reached the point where we could enummerate (with no extra charge) the features of our composite Senior Play character: “Your complexion is muddy, most unpleasant “Very beautiful slim shoulders—” “Probably the hip—the lower limbs deformed—” “Don’t tell me you can bear to part with one hair of those beautiful whiskers?'' “I believe you've put on weight “It's so difficult to know where one's feet are: Papa—” Page Twenty-three

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Seniors DAVID G. BUT ''Dave” RAYMOND E. CAMPBELL Kay” 11 South Pierson Roach Maplewood Fire Committee 2»; Sophomore Dramatic Club (2); Senior Night Ticket Committee (4); Intramural Football (4). SHEILA L. CAMPBELL 18 Burnett Terrace, Maplewood Stage Crew (2. 3, 4); Score Board (3, 4); Junior Night (3). 9 Alden Place, Maplewood Civics Committee (4); Table Tennis Club (2); G. A. A. (3, I); Junior Night Cast (3); French Club (4); Sophomore Dramatic Club (2 . GRACE CALCERANO “Calcie” 60 Peach Tree Road. Maplewood G. A. A. (2. 3. 1); Red Cross Sewing 3): Ping Pong Club (3); Homeroom Basketball (41; Sophomore Dramatic Club (2). THE MIRROR NATALIE ANNETTE CAMPISI Nats” 111 South Orange Avenue, South Orange G. A. A. (3). '4 COLUMBIA HIGH SCHOOL 4 •THE BARRETTS” Senior Play Page Ttcenly-Uco

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Seniors JEANE D. CARROLL “Hedy” 6 Crestwood Drive. Maplewood G. A. A. (2. 3. 4); Sophomore Dramatic Club (2); Pan-American Club (3); Art Service Group (3, 4); Junior Night Cast (3); Senior Night Scenery Committee (4); Civics Commit- tee (4); Homeroom Social Chairman (4). MARGARET CHERYL CASSIDY “Chorie” 50 Claremont Drive. Maplewood Homeroom Secretary 12); G. A. A. (2. 3. 4); Junior Night Cast 3); Spanish Club (3); Personality Club (3. 4); Homeroom Basketball (4); Glee Club (4); Variety Show (3). CHARLES CATLIN “Charlie 23 Salter Place. Maplewood Camera Club (3); Lunchroom Committee (2). ISABELLA MARCHER IT A CARUSO “BeUina' 170 Wyoming Avenue, Maplewood French Club (4); Pan-American Club (3, 4); Junior Night Scenery Painting Committee 3); Art Club (2. 3, 4); G. A. A. (2. 3. 1); Senior Night I sherette (4). ALBERT L. CHALKER “Chub” 435 Clark Street. South Orange President of Homeroom 2, 4); Color Guard (3, 1); Track Team '2. 3. I); Fire Committee (2. 3. Captain 1); Band and Orchestra (2. 3); Air Service Division. Victory Corps 3, 4); Traffic Committee (2); Jayvcc Football 12): Junior Night Cast (3). Accelerated student. Graduated in January. '4 COLUMBIA HIGH SCHOOL THE MIRROR 4 —The melee sounds horrible—or arc wc boring you ? “The Barretts” were a remarkable, lovable family who immortalized the name of Wimpolc Street and whose intricacies and entanglements constituted this year’s Senior Play. Paternal dom- inance reigned supreme over the Barrett children until Elizabeth, the famed poetess, defied the will of her tyrannical father by eloping with the equally famed Robert Browning. Among the other famih difficulties were the poor progression of the love affairs of another daughter, Henrietta, the object of whose affections was dashing Captain Surtees Cook; and the usual complications of brothers and sisters, namely Octavius, Arabel and George. Fur- ther mishaps and glee were added by the presence of Mill Milford, a flighty but well-known novelist of the day; Cousin John Demon, a wealthy patron of the arts; Milly and Wilson, who were the 1840 counterparts of our present-day maid problem: and Flush. Elizabeth’s faithful canine companion a most ably interpreted role! “'Fhe Barrets” was a great show—and we be- hind the footlights enjoyed it almost more than those out front! Senior Play IMPRESSIONS ON THE THESPIAN ART By Flush Little did I know when I was a foolish pup, leading my trivial, inconsequential existence, com- pletely ignoring the higher, more cultural aspects of life, that the day would dawn when I, too. would he attracted by the irresistible call of the theater. Poetry, also, was beyond my petty realm of com- prehension, for I had never tasted the exquisite fruits of literary knowledge—with one exception. For, to me, Elizabeth Barrett was but a picture I had carelessly eaten for lunch from a book in- advertently dropped and neglected near my favor- ite haunt in the library. One day, on overhearing a conversation con- cerning the need for a talented canine to complete the cast of the Senior Play at Columbia High School, I realized that here, perhaps, was the answer to my meditations on the futility of life! And it was. Love, Page Twenty-four Flush.