Eastern Academy - Echoes Yearbook (Paterson, NJ)

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lt Niall? l'l'LOl'i'l0l'l fri HISTIIHY where, in addition to a fine meal, we enter- tained our colleagues. Here our fine E. A. Male Quartet, consisting of members of our class, gave the first of its many perfor- mances. In between these affairs, throughout the year, the members of our class displayed their versatile athletic skill. In intramural sports we took honors in most of the com- petition, while a good part of the basket- ball team was composed of members of our class. With the junior year behind us we eagerly looked forward to our senior year, the crowning point of our journey through E. A. Starting right off, we organized quickly and initiated a year full of activities by presenting a Senior Talent Nite, where, with Bernie De Leeuw as Master of Ceremonies, we showed off our talent. This program, first of its kind, was a big hit. As any senior class can testify, the need for finances is acute and therefore necessi- tates a great deal of activity. Well organized under a capable staff of officers, led by Al Visbeen, president, and under the Ways and Means Committee, we lost no time in con- tinuing our activity. Immediately after the Senior Talent Nite, work was begun on a presentation of the play You Can't Take It Along. This activity was again the first of its kind, but nevertheless was a big hit. Under the capable direction of Mr. Van Til, our class sponsor, two performances were given, both of which were successful. While this activity was going on, the salesmen and salesladies of the class helpeli by selling Christmas cards and school pins. Both of these selling campaigns proved to be successful. Another great responsibility was the publishing of this yearbook. Many hours were devoted to preparation of copy, taking photographs, and the many other details in- volved. However, although at many times the going was tough, those who worked at the job felt a pleasure in doing what they could, feeling that they were part of some- thing lasting and great, which we Seniors can only hope this yearbook is. Toward the end of the year we again took part in the Iunior-Senior Banquet, but this time as guests of honor. Occasions such as these will always be treasured by us as the happy memories of an all too swift jour- ney through E. A, For as we approach graduation and the achievement of one goal in life we certainly feel happyp yet, we cannot help but feel some uncertainty as we leave the walls of E. A. and depart from each other to take our place in that great thing called Life, We cannot know what the future may hold, but knowing that we must move on toward greater goals and stations, we look up to our God who has promised to be with usp to Him we look for guidance.

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.gina afar? 0 our journey id lziglzgglzfecl There are many happy memories, but there are also the anxious moments. Out- standing ot the latter is the beginning of our four-year journey through E. A. Picture to yourself a group of young, inexperienced. and for the most part timid freshmen and you can readily see the position we were in. It was bad enough that we were shy, but the upper classmen, especially the mighty seniors tthey all call themselves thatl, added to it all by humiliating us on Fresh- men Day, when we were thoroughly orien- tated to high school life. As we look back now when we are the mighty seniors, We cannot help but laugh a little at our inexperience. And it indeed seems amazing how quickly four years can pass by. Looking ahead when we were freshmen we felt that our goal was a long way off. Now looking back we wonder at the speed with which time flies. After Freshmen Day, we settled down to the task of learning, at the same time organ- izing ourselves into a closely-knit unit. Since we were the young-uns we realized that we had to stick together, and stick together we did. This organization paid off well: at the end ot the year we enjoyed a trip to Asbury Park, a trip which we have repeated in our sophomore and junior years. After spending what we called a hard- earned vacation. we came back rarin to go. We felt pretty good knowing that we were CLASS now sophomores, and we weren't going to keep it a secret. But we soon found out that a sophomore twise-iooll is only a sophomore, and nothing but a sophomore. We weren't going to be dismayed, however. We showed our superiority to the new fresh- men, lor whom we gave a party on their Freshmen Day. It was fun welcoming a fresh batch of green freshmen. fThe soda and ice cream helped a little, too.l But we went in for serious things, too. We continued our organization, dutifully learning and planning for our junior and senior years, taking time out occasionally for a little recreation. Our organization and planning paid off dividends, too. Starting our junior year we were faced with much more activity and responsibility than in any of the past years. First of all we saw that we had to put over the best Iunior Party E. A. had ever known. So we dug right in, and, believe it or not, we did it. We called it a Dutch Garden Party, and to accomplish our purpose we changed the E. A. gymnasium into a Dutch garden. In this atmosphere we presented a variety of entertainment, which was the lirst real showing of the talent found in our class. The biggest event of the year, as it is oi any year for the juniors and seniors, was the Iunior-Senior Banquet, which we gave in honor oi the seniors. The banquet was held in Blasberg's Grove, Hawthorne,

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.Anal 61,6 we l'l'l0U0 Oil, we ea ELI-ISS I, Huberta Bakker, do hereby will my friendship rings to Kathleen Andringa. I, Ioan Boonstra, do bequeath my position as treasurer ot the Senior Class to anyone who has the ability to handle money. I, Walter Brolsma, do will my position on the basketball team to Don Sweetman. We, Niel Bushoven and Bill Zuidema, do hereby bequeath our lasting friendship to Bill Kingma and Iohn Oosting. I, Bert Bysterbusch, do will my love i?l for Senior English and Mr. Van Til's assignments to anyone who can struggle through them. I, lack De long, do will my desk top in Room 5 to the next unfortunate Senior English student. I, Bernie De Leeuw, do hereby will my loyalty to the Giants to Ebele Bruining. I, Al De Roo, do will my height to Bob Zuidema, I, Ianet De See, do hereby will my position as library typist to Dorothy Vogelg may she make fewer mistakes than I did. I, Eleanor De Vries, do bequeath my ability to get along with my teachers to anyone who needs it. I, Evelyn de Waal Malefyt, do will my walk up Bell Ave. to anyone who has the ambition that I had every morning. I, Henry C. Douma, do will my ability to cut classes to anyone who thinks he can get away with it. I, Marilyn Drukker, do hereby bequeath my never-ending appetite to Ioan Pruiksma. We, Henrietta Faber and Helen Sikkema, do leave our position as basketball managers to anyone who wishes to have a continual headache. We, Ruth Faber and Ethel De Vries, do will our ability to stick together through thick and thin to anyone who has the patience to put up with each other as long as we have. I, Martha Fisher, do hereby will my seat on the bus to anyone who is fortunate enough to get it. I, Ed Gall, do will my love for Math. to Robert Kmetz. I, Trina Gros, do bequeath my ability to make mistakes in typing to anyone desiring low marks. I, Garret Hagedorn, do will my lst. Bass position in the Quartet to Bill Highouse. I, Iessie Hamersma, do hereby will my daily rush for the bus in the morning to Henrietta Englishman. I, Harry Hornmes, do will my ability to spell to anyone who wants an F. - I, Marie Hoogenhuis, do hereby bequeath my early t?l morning ride to school to anyone who is in need oi extra sleep as I was. I, Dick Houskamp, do will my ability to grow in my senior year to Don Vroon. I, Don Iongbloed, do bequeath my wavy hair to Henry Zeeuw. I, Bud Kamp, do hereby will my artistic knitting ability l?l to Wesley Kort. I, Henry Kort, do will my place in the Inner Sanctum to Gary Vanderweert. I, Herman Kuiken, do will my job ol carrying in the chocolate milk to anyone who wishes to get out ol study hall early. I, Wilma Lamring, do will my ability to get along with Mr. Dobbelaar i???l to Bud Ruit. I, Betty Lanting, do hereby bequeath my position as Art Editor ol the Echoes to Connie Wester. We, Lock and Key lLorraine Locker and Marilyn Kievitl, do will our combination to the two pies, Ada and Ioyce. I, Sylvia Machiela, do will my position on the girls' basketball team to Ioan Van Buiten. I, Angie Orbeck, do will my brown eyes to Ianice Schuurman. We, Marilyn and Nancy Pelgrim, do hereby bequeath our ability to get along together to Bill and Stuart Kingma. 36