Gloucester City High School - Blue and Gold Yearbook (Gloucester City, NJ)

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FRESHMAN YEAR Captain -----------------James Devlin 1st Mate Eugene Mason Yeoman Marie Labbree Treasurer Dan Moore 9 7 44 All sails set for our final four years of the twelve in our cruise through school. We met Mr. Brightbill, the officer in charge, and he showed us to our cabins which we would keep for the school year of 1944- 1945. 4 3 45 We start out our social life with a class hayride. Half way to Almonesson, the wa- gon broke down, so we made it back on the bus. 6 1 46 We are now sailing at full speed into our final exams, and cramming like mad seagulls, every spare moment, excepting when not at mess. 6 15 46 Sails are being slackened, and we are slow- ly moving into our berths for the summer. Giving fond farewells to our shipmates who did not quite make the last call, we move up the gangway to our new cabins. JUNIOR YEAR Captain ----------------------------Bill Gallagher 1st Mate---------------------------James Devlin Yeoman-------------------------------Dot Caruthers Treasurer----------------------------Dan Moore 6 17 45 Coming into port now for the last day of this first nine months. All aboard are quite satisfied, and laugh merrily as they trudge down the gangway. 9 6 46 All members of the crew are accounted for. All hands” are piped, and orders of the day are passed. Watches are appointed, all set to get under way. SOPHOMORE YEAR Captain James Devlin 1st Mate Eugene Mason Yeoman Dot Caruthers Treasurer Dan Moore 9 4 45 Lines are cast off. We have our bunks for the year 1945-1946, and the ship is making headway out of the Harbor of 1945. 5 15 46 We are sailing into our Sophomore Hop, with our spanker full, our sails are set, and our banners flying madly at the tip of the main mast, hoping our dance is a success. 3 9-10 47 We are sailing with our sail full into the Junior Play, entitled Out of the Frying Pan”. All hands have put together, and are making it a big success, members of the crew chosen for parts in it are: Dick Wimmer, Joan Evans, Babs Bros- chard, Dolores Albertson, Mitzie House- knecht, Dan Moore, Ed Cashner, Isabel Staake, Hubert Hubbs, Harry Verfaillie, Joan MacFarland, Jane Tomassetti, Dolores Eber- hard, Charles Brennan, George Heckman, Gloria Schlagle, Marie Fischer, Edith Thomp- son, Maureen Breckenridge. Music is being furnished by Gallagher’s Band. The Coach of the play is Miss Grafton. We were just informed that our class holds all records for attendance.

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RICHARD WIMMER 8 North Burdsall Ave., Gloucester, N. J. Dick'' Science and Engineering Dick's” swell disposition plus his way with a clarinet have made him popular with all of us. His fondness of all sports has made him well liked by all of the fellows. Good luck, Dick” Band 1,2,3,4; Junior Play; Football 4. Sports To be a chemist How we doing?” LOIS WOOD 511 No. Brown St., Gloucester, N. J. Woodie” Commercial Woodie’s” pleasing personality and willingness to cooperate have made her a well-liked member of our class. Her ability on the basketball court will long be remembered by all. Basketball 1,2,3,4; Hockey 2; Bowl- ing 4. Sleeping, eating and breathing To become a secretary Holy Pete.” DAVID A. YERKES 310 Market St., Gloucester, N. J. Dave” Science and Engineering Dave’s” dry humor and unending supply of stories are a constant source of amusement to all. We're sure his likeable manner will help him to make friends as easily in the future as it hat in school. Football; Wrestling; Yearbook. Fancy diving To join the navy and have my own busi- ness afterwards. Got your German done? '

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3 17 47 After making such a big splash at a play, we are now drifting out of a calm, and right into a storm. Our Dance, called St. Patty’s Dance is making fast headway, and we are sailing right through it, making quite a suc- cess as usual. 12 26 47 All sails are trimmed and reefed for storm, spanker is hauled in, and all hatches battened down, as we prepare to sail through our Noel Dance”. 5 31 47 Wind is filling our sails now, and we are sailing right into the midst of the Jr. Prom; everyone is having fun, and time is flying by. 6 3 47 Sails are being double reefed for the big blow, a big northeaster, called the June Exams. 6 17 47 Cables are being made fast to the dock, and the crew is leaving the ship very fast. All hatches are battened down, all gear is stowed, as we tie up for our summer re- pairs. 3 19 48 All is made ready for the coming Senior Dance. Lots of tickets are being forced upon underclassmen, but that's okay. It's their turn next year. We are sailing right through this as if nothing had happened, ex- cept the exams two months ago. Some of us are still not over the shock of passing them. 5 19 48 Pulling into our next port, Washington, D. C, capital of the United States, on the first day of our three days' visit everyone is bubbling over with excitement. SENIOR YEAR—(ATLAST!) Captain -----------------Bill Gallagher 1st Mate------------------------James Devlin Yeoman-------------------Dot Caruthers Treasurer-------------------------Dan Moore 9 4 47 Lines are cast off, anchors aweigh, and our fourth and final year of this long cruise be- gun. All hands are excited as we pull out of our berth and into the channel. 11 13-14 47 We are sailing into the senior play, the name of which is Dear Ruth”. Members of the cast are: Harriet West, Joan Evans, Dolores Al- bertson, Mitzie Houseknecht, Ann Rogall, Dan Moore, Hubert Hubbs, Ed Cashner, Bill Jorett, and Jim Van Zoeren. Coach was Miss Ethel Powell. Again we sailed through with banners flying. 5 20 48 After spending the night in a fashionable hotel, we are out taking in the sights and all is going well today. 5 21 48 Well, we are shoving off again, out into the channel, on our way back to our school, with our Main Royals in the wind. 6 11 48 As we prepare for this day, the date is be- ing etched in our brains. Once more we are coming into port, but that isn’t the main reason. It's graduation day, as I stand here on the quarterdeck gazing over the faces of my shipmates, who have gone through these four terrible years of torment and home- work. I see many a tear stained face, and so we say to all, Auf Wiedersehen”, not Goodbye”, for someday we will all meet again, and make merry. [28]