Fallsburg High School - Focus Yearbook (Fallsburg, NY)

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Class Will Sheila Sc'hlepp Seleznow leaves her height to Cara Sehoon' over. her record ol 120 sit-ups to .Xdele Englander and her Curly hair to Donald Ducky Sehvvartl. Norman Normie Siegler leaves his speed in dressing to .joey Kessler and his seat on the bus to Monte Steingart who seems to know what to do with it already. The mysterious Marlene QSissyj Norman insists on taking vvith him. Robert Bob Siegler leaves his sehool work to Solomon Cohen. His veracity goes to Doris Lowe and his height to Mellie Feldman. -Iohn Slater leaves his latnous automobile to his younger broth- er, Bob. His romantic' technique goes to Charles Stieglitx. -Iohn finally leaves the windows alone. Alvin Doe Turner gladly leaves his daily lights with Mr. lfeldman to XValter Gieenstein. His worldly wiles go to Gary Salter and his last park ol' cigarettes to Davie Kwartler. Allen Unger leaves the presidency ol' the sehool to Aaron Pod- hurst. .-Xllen leaves speed reeords ol' 20 mph to XValter C., and sinee he linds he ean't take Beth vvith him, he leaves her to the exeellent care ol' the junior boys. He leaves Beth his hook shot. Martin Matty XValdbaum bequeaths his dance steps and technique to Eli Primaek. His empty lab manual goes to Davie K. to earry on tradition. His luck as King ol' Black lack goes to Melly lf. lo Mr. BL'yllIl, Marty leaves his best wishes lor a long and lusty lilie. .Xs a whole, the Class ol 1952 leaves to all the underelassmen, the Senior hometoom and the privilege ol' being lirst on the luneh line. 'Ilieir suave, handsome and interesting homeroom teachers they bequeath lo the -Iunior Class. They leave an adding machine to the Houston Hotel in XVash- ington, D. Cl., and Mr. Brizel to the army. Most important ol' all they leave you with the idea that you are a most important and integral part ol' the good old F.CI.S. Carnival. ' l'ZL'Cl'll5'-llll'Ul7

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1 Washington Trip Practically every Washington Trip started the same way, and we were no exception. VVe were oif at 8:00 a.m. on Tuesday, April lb, with Mr. and Mrs. Mercurio and Mr. Longo checking students, students checking suitcases, suitcases checking elbow room. The interior of the Altman bus took a severe beating that morning. However, the atmosphere was one of gen- eral gaiety and hilarious laughter. There was not a boy without a cigar, not a girl without a hat, not a heart without some happiness. Lunches of chicken and matzo sandwiches tumbled about the place, suitcases following, on top of which could be heard shrieks of The chicken! The suitcase! General con- versation ran as follows: I went to bed at 12:30 and woke at 6:30. Boy, am I tired! I took 15 rolls of film. You're crazy! Watch ing through a microphone. Throughout the tour we had witty jokes combined with On the left you will see. . . Wfe soon arrived at Annapolis, visited the beautiful Chapel and tomb of John Paul jones, skimmed over the Museum, saw mid- shipmen on parade, and arrived at the Hous- ton, our hotel in Washington, at 6:30 p.m. There was a hasty inspection of the rooms, unpacking and eating were quickly over with, and at 8:00 p.m. we were on our way to visit the unforgettable Lincoln Memorial. From there, we proceeded to the Congressional Lib- rary, one of the most beautiful structures in Wfashington. Back at the hotel, we ran riotous. There were parties in every room. Mr. and Mrs. Mercurio and Mr. Longo were busy shooing everyone into their own rooms-only to have the chicken! Go 'way with that CIGARV' XVe were indeed off to an enjoyable start. Before very long we boarded the special train at Middletown which was to take us to the Capital. We discovered that the Roscoe senior class was sharing the car with us. Curiosity led many to make a tour of the train, which seemed endless. Classes from many schools and of course Fallsburgh, were all making the trip to Washington. VVe made friends right and left. Back in our own compartment, glee ran wild and mayhem came near to being com- mitted. Cigars and cards were Hashed in nearly every seat. John stepped out on the platform for some fresh air, and returned to say that he had lost his voice. General hilarity followed. The boys put the cards away and said they had lost money. General sadness followed. And so we arrived at Baltimore, where we met our bus driver, Hank, and our tour rep- resentative, Mr. L. F. Fox. YVith a Right Oh , Hank glided us around the city narrat- them escape again. The manager honored us twice with his presence that evening. Film was exposed everywhere-some zany shots were taken. Vfhen lights were finally all out. many a pillow light was waged. Tiptoed foot- steps and hushed voices haunted the rooms until sheer exhaustion put a stop to the fun. The seventh Hoor was quiet at last. In the wee hours of Wednesday morning, at the unreasonable hour of 7:00 a.m., we were awakened for breakfast. After which we visited the Treasury Department. We would have liked to take home some souvenirs, but the building was too heavily guarded. From there we proceeded to the Pan- American Building, and took pictures, in the Council Room. Once more, we occupied the bus, and rode up Constitution Avenue, past places such as the D.A.R. Memorial, Conti- nental Hall, the National Red Cross, the Archives Building, and finally at the White House. The old boy who lives in it was not around, but we admired his mansion, and the Blair House, and took endless pictures. 0 twenty-foe