Greenwich Central High School - Cauldron Yearbook (Greenwich, NY)

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Dedication The class of 1977 would like to dedicate this yearbook to Mr. Edgar Snyder and Mr. John Wappett, in expression of our sincere appreciation for all they've done for us and for so many others throughout the years. Mr. Snyder graduated from Argyle High School in 1933 and went on to complete his Bachelors Degree at Springfield in 1937. After spending 4 1X2 in the armed forces during World War Il, he returned to earn a Masters Degree at Cornell University in 1946. In the fall of that year he came to Greenwich where he assumed the responsibilities of guidance counselor and assistant principal. ln 1957 he moved up to High School Principal and final- ly, in 1959, he took over the reins as District Principalg a position he has held to the present. Mr. Wappett was born in Bermuda and received his education at Duke and Columbia Universities. After World War Il, he became a teacher in Warrensburg and later served that district as an administrator. I-Ie has been teaching at G. C. S. for nine years and is well known for his technique of making learning fun by telling amusing stories and anecdotes which never fail to hold a student's attention. These two men have given many years of service to the students and faculty of G. C. S. and have always been willing to donate their valuable time and effort whenever it could be used. As Mr. Snyder and Mr. Wappett re- tire at the end of this year, the Class of 1977 wishes them much happiness and expresses their gratitude for all they've done for G. G. S. and the com- munity of Greenwich.

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W i , r ,xy ,, t . r T Memory Bill Walsh jamie Johnson As we enter and go through school, We grow to know each other. Each summer is hot, each winter is cool, As time passes we're like sister and brother. Our class has a great deal of life, But to have life, there must be death. The life we live is bright, But we always wonder about the next breath. Our Junior class has lost two beautiful people, Or have we lost them? We gather here under the church steeple, And we pray for them. But they are here praying with us, Feeling proud for what we're doing. They are not only praying with us, but for us, 'They know where each of our lives is going. These two people were great, They had love, loyalty, and energy. They were happy, and neither one afraid, They have both died in tragedy. But they have died for our life, We must carry them on as well, We must keep our lives bright, Be happy, loving, and cheerful. The most anyone can do, Is to keep their memory alive. For they too, Keep memories of us. by There sa Aldous f:.,5Rs'S5Yfse5f .'7gfkwfiw: rf :A ' P -'g'?f