Farmington High School - Naniskad Yearbook (Farmington, NM)

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The Roll Call of Happy Years As the close of our school career approaches apace, we realize more keenly than ever before how happy have been the four years we have spent together as a class. It is but fitting, therefore, that, on this occasion, we pre- sent the roll call of those happy years. First, then, is the school year of 1918-1919. 1918-1919 was our Freshman year. On the morning of September 1918, we assembled 'as a class for the first time-a group of timid little Freshmen just on the verge of a high-school career. Insignificant, unso- phisticated children we were then--and now behold us! Our Freshman year opened with a lecture by Mr. Miller on the things that would be expected of us as high school students. Every one of us was thoroughly con- vinced that we could never, never achieve the standard Mr. Miller said was set for us. Our Freshman year was considerably interrupted be- cause of the Flu epidemic, but nevertheless we all man- aged to be in the Sophomore class the next year. Sophomores was our proud position that year. Thor- oughly aware of our importance, we realized that the outstanding duty of the year was to make the incoming Freshies understand and acknowledge our superiority. That year we had the smallest class in high school, but become accustomed to the rules and regulations given us by Mr. Hutchinson we reorganized our class. Marjorie Heald and Clyde Utton were reelected to the stately and dignified offices of President and Vice President. Opal Humble, just from Albuquerque, was given the Secretary- ship. Clair Olson was made our trusty treasurer. A good part of our Junior year was spent in entertaining the Senior Class. This year Ted Amsden came into prominence because of his artistic temperament. We helped with the editing of the Second Volume of the Nan- iskadg what we learned has been of great value to us in compiling our Annual. Last, in the year of 1921-1922. September, 1921, found us Seniors with all that that implies and ready for the final spurt to Graduation. This year we gained many new members: Alta Wood, Nina Woods, Onieta Woods, Esther Townsend, Harold Palmer and Murray Palmer. To save time at class elections the officers of the year before were reelected. We have tried to serve the call to the best of our ability. The Annual Staff, consisting of the entire Senior Class, Murray Palmer acting as our Ed- itor-in-chief, has worked faithfully all year to make our record of the school year of 1921-1922 a worthy piece of work which the people of Farmington should be proud to accept. this did not cause our interest to lessen in athletic ac- We have always tried to imp,-ess the lower classmen tivities. Our class was organized with Marjorie Heald with our poise and dignity. Now that we are about to as our President. The first Volume of the Naniskad was leave high school and go out into the world, we sincerely published during our Sophomore year and several of our hope the remaining classes will profit by our mistakes Class Were members of the Staff- and follow any good and worthy example we may have Next, the school year of 1920-1921. That year we oc- set. cupied the exalted position of Juniors. After we had MARJORIE HEALD, '22. Page Nine -1 1 1 1 1 1

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A TED AM SDEN Spanish Club, '20 Club Literario Espafiol, '19 Art Editor of Naniskad, '22 Assistant Art Editor Naniskad, 21 Least but not last ESTHER TOWNSEND Durango, '19 Aztec, '20 Sz '21 Glee Club, '22 'Gypsy Rover, '22 Farmington-Aztec Debate, '22 Basket Ball, '20 Sz '21 Most high MURLE SMOAK Club Literario Espafiol, '19 Los Vivos, '21 Sz '22 Home Economics Club, '22 Glee Club, '21 Sz '22 Delphian Literary Society, '21 The Whole Truth, '21 Gypsy Rover, '22 'Mrs. Bumpstead-Leigh, '22 , l l l Quiet and sedate Page Eight OPAL HUMBLE Los Vivos, '21 KL '22 Glee Club, '22 Delphian Literary Society, '21 Gypsy Rover, '22 Mrs, Bumpstead-Leigh, '22 Class Secretary, '21 8a '22 Violet MAE DUFFY Texas, '19 Sz '20 Delphian Literary Society, '21 Gypsy Rover, '22 Glee Club, '22 Washington Literary Society, '19 Beaver Literary Society, '20 She looks up to most everyone ALTA WOOD Aztec, '19, '20, '21 Glee Club, '22 Gypsy Rover, '22 What Aztec lost we gained

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Class Prophecy It was in 1932. My old class mate William Bratschi, who had become known to fame as the greatest electrical genius of the age , was showing me through the laboratory of the electrical manufacturing company of which he was the president. Here is my pet , he said as we entered a small room partitioned off from the main laboratory. It is the Bratschi Wireless Telephone. I got the final patents on it last year. What can you do with the wireless telephone now that your improvements have been added? I asked. Well, he replied, The main difficulty with the wire- less telephone has been that of not being able to call up any particular person to whom you desired to talk. An- other thing, even if you did get your party, there was no privacy for the conversation. Anybody within the radius of the sending telephone could listen in at will. The improvements I have developed overcome both of those troubles. With a Bratschi Wireless Telephone it is possible to call up anybody you want who has a wireless telephone-and that means everybody in these daysg be- sides, no other party can listen in on a conversation con- ducted. That is the story in a few words. I looked at him in admiration. Ten years before I had sat with him on the commencement platform. 'Now he was being hailed as the second Edison. Just ten years ago, I murmured absently. What did you say ? he asked. I was thinking that ten years ago we graduated from high school--and what a famous man you are now. You can flatter as well as ever can't you, he retort- ed, smiling. When I see what you have done, Bill, I can not help wondering what the rest of our classmates are doing in the world. Would you really like to know? he asked. Well let's call them all up, he suggested. Why, they are scattered all over the country, I re- minded him. I know they are, but the wireless telephone will get them even if they are scattered all over the world. So taking me to the table which held the apparatus he had me sit down and fit the receiver to my ear. He told me that in talking over the wireless telephone I should speak naturally into the cup-shaped transmitter which hung suspended in front of me. Whom shall we call first? he asked. Let's try to get Harold Palmer. None of us have seen him since graduation. Bill pressed two buttons and pulled a lever. I waited for about five minutes. Suddenly Bud's deep bass voice boomed in my ear. This is Palmer, he said, Who is calling? Hello Bud, I replied. This is Clyde Utton. Where are you and what are you doing? t'Well, well, Clyde, he answered, this is surely a sur- prise. Your voice is surely a good sound for sore ears. I 'n down here in South America running a rubber planta- tion. Great work, but the climate's fierce until you get used to it. I'm pretty well acclimated now, though. We chatted for a while and then rung off after Bud had exacted a promise from Bill and me that we would call him up regularly and give him all the latest news about the class. Page Ten