Goshen Central High School - Yearbook (Goshen, NY)

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SENIOR PROM Our first big project of the year was the Senior Prom on November 25. After working industriously for many days, advertising and making plans, some good and some—well we won’t say—the eventful day arrived. Just about any Senior who had the slightest hit of ambition decided to put it to work. Before we realized it, the ceiling was decorated in many different colors. I suppose you’re wondering how we got way up there. Well, Mr. Stewart. Cliff Kelsey and Ken Schoonmaker would know more about it, hut we can give you an idea. They used an apparatus to climb upon in order to string wires, then strips of crepe paper were throw n on the wires, making an arch effect. Much time was spent fixing the tables with bright colored paper. Inspired by the original thinking of Gil Heitz, the Seniors conscientiously (?) made graduation caps and diplomas to place on the tables. The main attraction, according to all those who constructed it, was a graduate dummy sitting and looking at a globe. The future was written on top of it. At the Prom, the couples danced to the smooth-flowing music of Dick Bruyn’s Orchestra. Everyone was fascinated by the beautiful decorations, which displayed the graduation theme. Some people even seemed to be in a trance although it’s debatable whether or not to blame it on the decorations. CLASS ELECTIONS Most likely to succeed Gilbert Heitz Charlotte Mongo Most Popular Boh McBride Marv Kit Wallace Best Dressed Joe Guarino Phyllis Rosenberg Best Natured Thomas Lynch Rosamond Scesa Best Athlete Gilbert Price Constance I folcomh Done most for the class -- Ken Schoonmaker Mary Kit Wallace Most Talkative Kathleen Frey Most Reserved Dorothy Pearsall Class Caveman Clifford Kelsey- Class Clown Lee Geiger Class Don Juan Bob Osburn Class Wit Bob Davis Class Grind Gloria Hernandez Class Devil Stanley Dudek Laziest Louis Peavy Most Energetic Betty Zawilin Most Modest Carol Semke Favorite Classroom Room 211 (English) Favorite Teacher Mr. C. R. Hayes Favorite Expression - - And what have you? 50's greatest need MONEY!!!!!! page thirteen

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SENIOR On December 13th and 14th the Senior Class presented their annual play; this year it was a comedy entitled False Alarm, by Esther Faust. Except for one Sophomore, the entire cast of this dramatic hit was made up of the most talented Seniors. False Alarm was a cheerful farce about a young inventor, played by Ken Schoon-maker, who faced and overcame many obstacles on his climb to success. Former class member Earl Rampe, one of Ken’s obstacles, did a marvelous job as the barking, pessimistic father of Fh vllis Rosenberg, Ken’s sweetheart and heroine of our play. Stanley Dudek added his bit of humor as the egotistical dude, who was Ken’s rival for the affections of Phyllis. Ada Andersen gave the drama the necessary touch of maternal love and understanding as Phyllis’ mother, although Ada was at first taken in by Stanley’s fancy clothes and line—which turned out to be as substantial as a clothesline. To give the comedy the exact dash of sophistication, we had Marv Kit Wallace act the part of Phyllis’ aunt, a famous actress. She gave Ken reason to change his personality, or at least she thought she had hypnotized him as a Na- VARIETY On November 18th, 1949, the Seniors willingly agreed anything could happen! Our Variety Show went across quite well, but it really took a good shove to do it. The biggest show was going on backstage. One amusing incident happened when our crooner, Harry Smith, was knocked out by his six-shooter. Our chorus line knew how the track team feels—the lack of music made it necessary for them to sing and dance at the same time. Catherine Smith was never so surprised as when she sang into the mike only to find someone had pulled the plug. We don’t believe anyone disagreed with our interpretation of love . . . Stanley Dudek never before thought he could sing soprano, and Kathleen Frev was dressed to fit the declined age of seven. Kennv Schoonmaker and I,eota Makuen looked like the natural teenage couple—madly in love!—but to top off the scene of blissful marriage, Edward Bernaski, imitating a husband reasoning with his wife to let him in, really ended our love matches. Our own “Hartman’s Team,” Dolores Ci-priano and Robert Sawyer, really showed their talent even though they had to over- PLAY poleon of science. Barbara Bradley and Gilbert Ifeitz supplied more humor to an already side-splitting bit of nonsense in their respective roles of maid and detective. Sophomore Jeannie Hawkins was the loquacious brat of the play, and Kathy Frev her inquisitive mother. Who will ever forget the marvelous performances which took place on the stage? . . . or backstage? . . . When Mary Kit collided with a door and caused her head to bleed during the afternoon performance . . . Or Alphonse Bonauto ringing doorbells—at the wrong time . . . Clifford Kelsey breaking windows (er, glass for sound effects, that is) ... Or when Ken and Ada forgot their cues and left poor Mary Kit and Phyllis the awfid job of ad libbing . . . Our thanks to all the people who helped to make the Senior Play the memorable hit it was. Our thanks to Mr. Haves, our hardworking director; the industrious stage crew of Peter Earle, John Rasczewski, William Bolev, and their director, Mr. Innocent; Mr. Whitebread, who selected the play; our prompters, Charlotte Mongo and Gloria Hernandez; and to the entire cast. SHOW look the difficulty the stage crew had keeping the music turned on. Lee Geiger disguised as “Elsie the Cow” put another bright spot in the show, and, to top it off. he showed how insanity could wear a person out until he went crazy and had to be dragged out. Our last act really made the audience sit up and take notice. Because of some difficulty the Ink Spots couldn t make the show, so we presented our own White Spots. Edward Bernaski, our bass, proved he could sing and sweep the floor at the same time. Stanley Dudek proved that a person can be left gracefully holding the bucket, while Kenneth Schoonmaker was up to his old tricks, much to the audience’s surprise, when he shook one of the janitor’s mops. After thinking over the situation we felt the trio should have sung “Dust” instead of “Lucky Ole Sun. Robert Osbum made bis first public appearance disguised as “Claude Rains dressed in his raincoat and carrying his umbrella. Altogether the show went smoothly and we had to admit that if the audience didn’t enjoy themselves, the cast behind the curtain certainly did!

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THE SHOW GOES ON THE ROAD Monday, April 10th Dear Diary: Dawn of beautiful day. Thirty-four enthusiastic Seniors and four grimly-capable chaperones boarded the Short Line bus for Boston. Farewell, farewell, you’d think we were staying in Boston for four years. We were on our merry way. Wayside Inn sighted at 12:30. All one could hear was the click, click, click of cameras. The courageous souls explored the inside of the Old Mill . . . Tight skirts prevented the girls from climbing out... Walked up the road to the school where Mary took her little lamb to. Went through Lexington and Concord . . . Minute Man very artistic, especially with Bob, Walt, and Lee posing too. Finally arrived at Hotel Bradford. Made a general tour of the hotel and really brought it to life; however, we were still shy with our new surroundings. Patton's had just the right atmosphere for our first night in Boston and served delicious cuisine. Free night, —some went to movies, others explored, and the rest just got lost, around the corner of Patton’s, shall we say. Deviltry at a minimum the first night; we were good children. Finally, in the early hours of the morning, wandered back to our own rooms and drifted into peaceful sleep. Tuesday, April 11th Dear Diary: Crawled from bed to ringing of phone, dressed, fell into elevator on wav to breakfast. Bus was awaiting . . . met Mr. Winn, our guide for the day. His name was very appropriate. We made a royal tour of Boston until our feet nearly dropped off. Everything was on “filled-in-land,” one of Mr. Winn’s favorite expressions. Saw the John Hancock Insurance Building, a very modern building where we went up on the top floor and looked out the large windows down on Boston. Very much impressed with the scenery; we went on to the State House, found this similar to the State House at Albany. Next we sat on the spot of the Boston Tea Party, and drove up Beacon Street... surprised, thought Beacon Hill was located on a large hill with each house far awav from each other. The houses were very close together, although thev were rather elegant looking. Saw some houses with colored glass windows which had become that way with age. They are some of the oldest houses in Boston. Visited four cemeteries where Paul Revere was buried. Mr. Winn told us that the wind never stopped blowing at this one cemetery. All we knew was that it was very breezy. Lunch at Durgin Park, located in the market place—Whew! Food was good, until a can of bones passed by the window on its way from the roof to the sidewalk ... but the food was really delicious. At the Old North Church, we sang America to the accompaniment of the oldest organ in Boston. It was impossible for us to walk through the cellar of the church because there were 1,100 bodies buried there. At Bunker Hill climbed 294 steps to top of Monument. “Old Ironsides” was next stop with its sailor crew (much to the girl’s delight). At Union Oyster House had dinner; most of us didn’t take advantage of the delicious sea food, the most popular dish being chicken pie. Went to “Miss Liberty,” the dancing terrific with Mary McCarty page fourteen