Franklin High School - Franklinite Yearbook (Franklin, PA)

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Junior Highlights Our first Sophomore Dance, 'LA Dreamer's Holiday was a big success. The committee smiles under the Money Tree . Con- rad Hawkins, a junior Franklinite Photographer tries posing for a change. Can't you smile, Connie? f The latest thing in turtle necks. Bob Ritz is a candidate for the football varsity next year. A few of the juniors contribute their services to the Franklinite. Conf rad, Maria, Marilyrw, Joyce, Nancy and the top of Lois' head. Shirley and Janice are hunting for a pic' ture in the file. gf? Our junior Dance, The Pep' permint Stick , was a big success. Maybe you don't know him with all those whiskers, but that's Paul Stroup, our Santa preparing to take off up the chimney after he had passed out candy canes. if-5 These are only a few of the concession workers in a peaceful moment. I wonder if they made a profit? During the games I don't know who ate the most, the cus' tomers or the salesmen. At the basketball games Mr. Newell helped out during the rush. This snap was taken from the top of the coke machine. They almost had one cracked skull to give away. When we were freshmen we looked like this? I don't believe it! Can you pick out Beryl Ace and Pat Butters?

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Juniors ROW If--B. Burkhardt, M. Stefanakos, R. Painter, G. Sherman A. Monarch, B. Snyder, S. Osgcod, M. McDowell, B. Moore, j. Sullivan, P. Perry, J. Reed, P. Norris, N. Wiegel. ROW 2 fS. McFetridge, M. A. Marshinke, R. Metz, M. Skelton, K. Slocum, P. McFarlane, J. Lawson, P. Sharrer, P. Ritchey, N. Noggle, E. Pellow, B. Ohler, ROW 3 f F. Rhodes, R. Rial, A. Sterner, D. Proper, D. Stems, J. Pastor, A. Brown, O. Morrison, M. Morrison, L. Reed, B. Wolfe. ROW 4 fD. Wible, P. Tidd, D. Marsteller, C. Powers, D. Porter, B. Newton, J. Yeager, M. Smith, T. Simanteris. ROW 5fB. Ritz, D. Noogle, P. Stroup, E. Neeley, F. Wilkinson, P. Sharp, A. Moore, R. Marzack. Qu THE BOYS AND GIRLS HAVE INTRAMURAL GAMES at noon, and there was a girls' basketball team which was very successful. The following junior girls formed the backbone of a team that won almost all of their gamesg B. Gealy, -I. Peterson, H. Barnicle, G. Sherman, P. Perry, M. McDowell, B. Moore, M. Stefanakos, P. Butters. We have some great talkers in our classg K. Dale, M. McGrew, P. Butters, P. Perry, A. Sterner, N. Knoizen. Only our talkers have a purpose in their talking, to win debates. Our class is proud of Bob Linsley, the only junior boy in the French Club. The Projectors Club and the Stage Crew couldn't have gotten along without B. Ritz, B. Newton, C. Hawkins, C. Power, B. Corbett and B. Allen. Any day you could look in the hall and see one of them carrying a piece of scenery or the movie machine to set up for a classroom movie. The whole class was thrilled when six juniors were chosen for the Honor Society at the end of the first semester. They were A. Monarch, P. Butters, M, McDowell, R. Manson, K. Dale and A. Sterner. These are just a few of the leaders in our class. If I had time to list all the activities, I'm sure I would name all the juniors. Everyone can look at the pictures and remember some favorite event. But I'm sure for all of us the most outstanding event would be the Prom. What a perfect way to bring a wonderful year to a climax. Well, dear diary, five years have passed since we entered Franklin High. In our travels we have lost many of our classmates, and added a few. We have been fortunate in having Mr. Newell as our adviser who was ever to he depended on when help or direction was needed. Those years flew by on wings, and we are now ready to become seniors. The hope that our last year in high school may be as enjoyable as this one has been is the wish of every member of this junior class.

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MARCH 1951 Dearest Diary, Today, dear diary, I want to tell you about someone. Her name is Mrs. Burket. I know! You don't know much about her except that I have mentioned her name before to you on different occassions. She is the Senior class advisor, and what a card! She's swell. You know, the other day, she gave some of the Seniors the dickens for making so much noise in a place where Silence'l reigned and she wound up apologizing for getting angry because she says You're my favorites of course we're not supposed to tell that, she said. Boy! I'll never forget the junior play, Meet Me in St. Louis , that she directed. After the first nights of pracf tice, she started mumbling to herself and every once in a while she threw her book at someone! But it surely was fun! I nearly died laughing the night that she was screaming, UNO! No! No! It's all wrong, and she was waving her hands around in the air and jumping up and down on her play book. Then one of the fellows took a picture of her with a flash bulb camera! I saw it and it looked just like her except that it wasnlt quite as animated! Gosh! Now that I think about it I never really treasured those moments, at least not until now, now that I'm graduating. It'll seem funny enough to leave F. H. S., but to leave Mrs. Burket! Oh gee! I won t have any one to run to with my problems. She was a big help that way. Besides, it was nice being a Senior, on top of the pile with her. It's a good thing she was around to keep things in order, we had such a conglomeration of scatterbrains and geniuses. It must have been quite a struggle seeing that things were running smoothly and keeping us out of trouble. Well, Goodnite dear diary. Remember Mrs. Burket is a Wonderful person. Confldentially yours, A Senior.