Frontier Central High School - Gateway Yearbook (Hamburg, NY)

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All together now - let's go! Junior-Senior Ball Football Dance CLASS HISTORY l BLHSDELL In September, 1953, We entered the Senior Room, - 203, And there we started our brilliant career By selecting class officers for our final year At B. H. S. Jones, Ernewein, Stevanotf, Saunders, - These were our choices. ls it any wonder Our class has shone so brightly? winter Carnival Next, we picked our colors, teal-blue and white, They made our banner a glorious sight To gaze upon: for our class flower We chose the white Carnation. Then the atom-smashing power Of our minds moved us to select a motto lningly ln Latin, it reads, Veni, Vidi, Vici. With Banner, Motto. Pledge, upon our wall, We felt at last that we were seniors, one and all! Then autumn came. The golden days sped fast. But before October's bright bue weather had past, We had ordered rings. - Josten was the company's name, And pretty Sue Taleff had risen to fame As chairman of our first Class dancel lt seemed to us we'd scarcely had a chance To get the feel of being Seniors before the snow came swirling down And the Class of '54 discovered a new clown In iolly Vito Croce, who won loud applause At our Christmas Party, as old Santa Claus. ln January we danced again, This time to Jimmy Pyne's band: 'Twas Peter S. who chairmanned the party. Complete with a winlting snowman, clever and arty. February! Ah, that's the month we'll remember for many a day, For the cast was then selected for our annual Senior play! And many a show may come and go: many a star rise and fall, But none will match Sue Sattler in the role of Lucille Ball! We stand here at the crossroads as this yearbook goes to press Our Senior Year's not over, but there's no need to guess At Syracuse About events before us as the sands of time run fast! ln May, will come a solemn moment, as Moving-Up Day rolls around, When we graduate, on the 28th, and then, alas, too soon, We'll find ourselves a-standing, our diplomas still unfurled, The grand old Seniors of '54 out in the wide, wide world. Yet each of us will always say, as loyal Seniors in full accord. To paraphrase our motto, We came, we saw, we conquered. l Love Lucy 28 The Music l7l Makers

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OF 1954 DONNA TILERT Toohe Hllch your wagon lo a slar Mxed Chorus II I2 Glee Cub u elmelle I Varlely ll Yearbook 2 lnlramu s 9 I2 Chrnslmas a geanf I2 Tnckel' Commnffee Sen lor Pay Blasdell JOSEPH UNGER oe Do unlo olhers as you would have ofhers do unlo you Mxed Chorus9 I0 Il I2 Oper ella I0 Chrlsfmas Pageeanl I2 Sels and Lighls Senior Play Blasdell DAVID TIMM Dave My hear? is lrue as sIeel Boy s Slafe Represenlallve ll Sels and Llghls Senior Play Blasdell GLADYS VAN BUSKIRK Some do nol' make much noise buf make lheur presence fell wilh poise A embly 9 Pom l rvell II Library Club I2 Woodlawnnan Woodlawn ROBERT WASMUND nwal.. Why, lhen lhe world's rnine oysler, which I wifh sword will open. Mixed Chorus 9, IU, II, IZ: Lalin Club 9, IO: Baskelball Shooling Conlesl II: Operella IO: Variely Show 9, II: Band 9, IO, I2: Foolball 9, I0, Il, IZ: Chrisfmas Pageanf I2: Baseball 9, IO, II, I2: Prom Allendanl II, Class Officer- Veep IO: Pres. II: Prom Allend- anl Il: Advanced Mixed Chorus I2: Volleyball IO, ll, IZ: Senior Play Casl, Blasdell SHIRLEY WICK PeanuIs Smiles are many, frowns are few, lhis lillle lass will never be blue. lnlramurals 9, IO: Prom Commil- lee ll. Woodlawn 27 LINDAH WARD A Iillle sugar a Ixlfle s Ice we Ihlnk Lrndah is very nice Senior Play lpropl lnlramurals Woodlawn BARBARA WARNER Barb H I lo Thee blilhe splruf xed Chorus 9 I0 l I2 1: Club 9 I0 Operella IO Verfely Show II Yearbook I2 lnlrarnu s II Props Senior Blasdell REN ATA DEMAS Woodlawn Asslslanf Advisor

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CLASS HISTDRY WOODLRWN Years may come and go, and with them good times all: But none so well remembered, nor so easy to recall As those that started long ago when we were new in W. H. S.. And numbered only twelve in years, or maybe even less. Our constitution called for cerise and silver and an orchid as our sign, A And we took an Edgar Guest stanza and dwealt on every line- Maybe it couldn't be done, but we wouldn't say so till we'd tried. And so we vowed to keep this motto and on it success relied. Selling candy, having movies were our means of chief support By the time our ninth grade dance came, we weren't a penny short. Spring Fantasy we called it, and in hues of orchid, pink, and white We proved we had the power to create a royal night. With this success fresh in our minds, we set out to show the rest That proms may come and proms may go, but ours would be the best -- With weeks of work and heaps of paper, glitter, and some foil, We produced a magic land that well repaid our toil. Shades of blue with white and gold and glitter formed our sky, And underneath the frothy gowns and fragant flowers drifted by. Barb and Jim brought in the crowns and gave them to Pat and Ray Together with the bracelets as tokens of this cherished day. Senior days brought one last dance-Sadie Hawkins was the name: With polka dots, and big brown jugs we carried on her fame. Every year about in June, we'd pack our things together, And ride the bus, singing loud, and prayin' for sunny weather. How well we remember the Ridge and all it meant to us - How Stan Figiel fell off the swing, and our big eaters -- Jim and Joel Bus: And how Peggy, Ronnie, and the rest in all their dainty charm Swam in the drinking water reservoir and gave us such alarm! Who has the matches, pickles, rolls, and hot dogs too? Quote Jim Frisa - Not l, l gave them all to you! In spite of troubles, fuss and so many things to do, We loved the day, the friends, the charred hot dogs - wouldn't you? The Adorable Imp came to life and all the village smiled - As laipciie donned a kiddie dress and was a widdle, widdle ci . And Marlin quite forgot himself and much to our surprise Move over shouted to Janet and pushed her when she didn't rise! Dawling Marcia, Gerry, Eddie, Stanley, and Jewell Knight Offset biddy Ray Goodrich - lrish brogue. red wig, and rolling pin might. The plans, the bother, the endless lines were worth it all somehow As we faced the cheering audience and made our final bow. Leaders are the core of any group and ours was no exception We elected Jim Green four times for leadership and perception: Each member of our class has been a friend to love and honor and trust- They say these days can never stay, but surely now they musty