Conshohocken High School - Echo Yearbook (Conshohocken, PA)

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BLUE AND GOLD biggest fellow on Wall Street and accompanied by a young lady.” I looked up, and sure enough, rapidly approaching our table was the same old Bob Lukens and Ruth Grauel I used to know in school. We greeted each other and Bob informed us that he and Ruth have just been married a week. Ruth finally consented to give up her stage career in the Riant Theatre which has now become one of the leading theatres in Conshohocken. After receiving many congratulations they passed on to their table. We danced for a while and then all decided to go home and get some well-earned rest. For, after all these wonderful surprises I was just about in a daze—but suddenly I heard the man at the next table as he was paying his bill, “Keep the change.” I at once turned for I recognized that voice and again I became wide-awake for as I expected it was the voice of Ralph Sponar who was now lieutenant in the Navy. He told me he spent all his furloughs in Washington and can be found here every evening since the club is known for its chorus of beautiful blondes, and he always had a weakness for blondes. Just then the waiter presented us with our bill and after all good-byes were said we parted, Evelyn and I to return to our hotel. On entering the hotel I received a telegram that my cat had died and to come home at once. Since the cat meant very much to me I immediately went to my room for I intended to leave as soon as possible. While going to sleep that night in my berth I thought of all the people I had seen that day and their various vocations but before long I gave way to a much-needed sleep which I felt was necessary after having such an enjoyable and exciting day. Your future I’ve tried to foresee, But, to be honest, it’s beyond me, Some of this prophecy may really be true, Still I can’t help wishing better for you. Life is the story in volumes three The past, the present, the yet-to-be. The first is finished and laid away; The second we’re reading day by day; The third and last of the volumes three Is locked from sight—who keepeth the key? Emma Yost. Class I We of the class of thirty-one Now bid farewell to C. H. S. And after all that we have done We hope our life will be a success. Sciitt II Fond memories we leave behind us Which the years will bring back anew, And we’ll think and dream of C. H. S. Keeping her memory true. Chorus: We’ve worked and played through the whole four years, And now we have reached our goal. Through life’s rough seas we hope to steer, May our anchor hold and never fall. Onward and onward through the passing years, The class of thirty-one will go, Blazing a trail and meeting all fears, Ever onward, onward we’ll go. Words: Sylvia R. Blasband Music: Vincent J. Bonkoski Page Twenty-one

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BLUE A HD GOLD proved to be Vernon Ycrcoe. Poor Vernon said he was doing this work until he could afford to get married and then he was going to let his wife support him. That is, if she didn’t run out of ideas in the art of dress designing, and lose her job. In the lobby 1 met Evelyn and then an usher stepped forward. She started to take us down the aisle and I recognized her as Rebecca Lobb. If I must say it myself, she sure did look ridiculous in her costume of brass buttons and blue suit and did have to laugh when I saw her. We settled in our seats just as the overture started. I looked at my program and found that Vincent Bonkoski was the leader of the orchestra. After the first selection, it was announced that they would now play one of Vincent’s own compositions entitled, “I Love Them All But Do They All Love Me.'” I enjoyed it immensely. After looking over the list of persons that played in the orchestra, I found that Mary Davenport was a member and was now playing a big bass horn. It sure was a surprise to think that Mary had stopped playing her favorite instrument, the saxophone. When the orchestra had finished, the master of ceremonies appeared on the stage and was no other than Albert Frankenfield, the well-known stage comedian, who in turn introduced the feature of the evening, Famous Betty and her famous company. When I saw her appear, I must admit I was just about ready to faint for I found that Betty was no other than our own Betty Famous of our class. Just then two more red-haired girls danced out and did a specialty number and at once I recognized them to be Helen Webb and Mildred Traister. My, how they had changed! It was hard to believe that Mildred would henna and bob such beautiful hair and Helen would appear with such an extreme boyish bob. They sure did look different and I must say they were entirely different from what I expected them to be on the stage. Just then came the only man in Betty’s Company and, would you believe it, folks, it was none other than our stately president, William Yocum, and as his specialty dance the people gasped with amazement over the way he twisted his legs around and whirled on his toes. I said to Evelyn, “Well, at last Bill has attained his chief desire and under Betty’s strict supervision has become one of the most marvelous dancers the stage has ever produced in history.” 1 at once sent a note to Betty back stage and after the show was over we went to the stage door to greet them. Here we bumped into Alan Earl, who was now head electrician, and incidentally saw to it that all the chorus girls arrived home safely, since he always did love to walk and wander about at night. Just then Betty and her girls came out and we all decided to go to the fashionable night club of the season. When we entered we were greeted very enthusiastically because Betty was well-known from coast to coast. After being seated at one of the tables, I started looking around, and the surprises began again. Soon a graceful Hawaiian dancer ran out, accompanied by a young man who at once began to croon “Walking My Baby Back Home,” and I at once recognized that old familiar tune sung by Donald Deisinger and I knew he had at last came into prominence. The dancer began doing the Hula, Hula, passing lightly among the tables and as she drew near our table, I looked with ever-increasing wonder. As she passed I gasped, for whom should it be but Florence Woznicki. My, how Florence could dance! A few moments after the enthusiastic applause had subsided, in danced two more professionals but this time it was two boys and as I looked at their faces, I thought at first something was wrong with my eyes for I really was tired and sleepy—but no, my eyes did not deceive me, for it really was the inseparable two, Joseph Sukalski and Anthony Travagline. Before I had a chance to speak to them, Betty said to me excitedly, “Look, here come two more of our classmates: the man who is now the Page Twenty

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BLUE AND GOLD THE CLASS WILL BE it Remembered, That, We, the class of 1931, of the Conshohocken High School, of the Borough of Conshohocken, in Montgomery County, State of Pennsylvania, being of sound mind, memory, and understanding, do make, publish and declare this to be our last will and testament, hereby making void and worthless all former wills or promises by us at any time made, as carelessly spoken, one to another, as the thoughtless w'ish of an idle hour. These may seem as but trifling bequests, but we trust and hope that they may be accepted, not as worthless things thrown away, but as valuable assets to those who are fortunate enough to receive them and that they be continual reminders of the generosity of heart displayed on our free and full bestowal. We hereby do bequeath unto the Faculty the peace and quiet from one of the “w'orst” good classes that has ever been in the High School. Ve also desire that they would forget the many 60’s they have put down on our papers in trying to make out our hieroglyphics. The athletic ability of the class we leave to the entire High School. We feel sure they will uphold the various sports as we the class of “31” have done. Woodrow Becker’s ability to put on a “poker face,” after cracking a joke or saying a wise remark, we bequeath to Helen Griffith and Merrill Arnold. Helen and Merrill, with this great asset you certainly will be able to put some excellent jokes in next year’s Blue and Gold. The earnest friendship of Clara Caine and Elizabeth Ambler w'e leave to Rose Fulton and Elsie Ambers. We would sure hate to see Rose and Elsie part after being together for three long years. Donald Wessell’s knowledge of women we leave to Howard Rhoads. Howard, we feel, will now have a break with the women with this asset of Donald’s. To Mildred Murray we leave the droll w'ay of speaking of Merrill Metz’s. This ought to help Mildred slow down, so by next year, a few, at least, will understand what she is saying. Ralph Sponar leaves his ability to walk in Room 6 as the bell sounds, to Edna Marks. Edna will find this a wonderful way to keep that “charming figure” rather than follow' that of a dietician’s plan. The small stature of Sarah Congleton we leave to Clara Rodenbaugh. Clara , we are sure won’t be so conspicuous in the halls w'ith this asset. “Bounce” Bonkoski’s athletic ability we leave to George Albie Pettine. With Albie’s present ability and that of our most noted athlete we feel sure he won’t have any trouble in making the first team. Charles McCarron’s brief case and violin wre leave to Elizabeth Bourgeault. We know Charles has not given Betty anything, as yet, to remember him by. The two-mile walk of Eleanor Emens’s we leave to all the Juniors in sincere hope they won’t get here before 8.45 A.M. Mary Davenport leaves her ability to parade with a boy’s band to Sturgis Speaker. Mary hopes that by next year a girls’ band will be formed and Sturgis will parade and lead it. To William Herr we leave Margaret Funston’s ability to operate a farm. Bill, we know', should be a success as manager of his poultry farm. To Helen Davis we leave Amanda Herron’s beautiful black eyes. Now Helen will be able to do aw'ay with her glasses and should be able to attract some of Amanda’s numerous boy friends. Page Twenty-two