Harbor High School - Mariner Yearbook (Ashtabula, OH)

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CHAPTER 1 HOW few people realized that in the fall of 1941 the Harbor School System was entering upon its Golden Eral How few knew that the next thirteen years were to be auspicious ones, rich in experiences and excitement! The reason? The be- ginning kindergarten class, of coursel But then, who could know that in thirteen years this nucleus of twenty-six mere children would have developed into a class of Fifty-seven individuals such as Harbor will never see again? Of course, it did not simply burst into bloom overnight; it rather grew like the slow, patient weav- ing of a tapestry, with the weaver casting out some threads, only to add others even more bright and colorful. CHAPTER II Miss Tilton, our kindergarten teacher, apparently recognized our innumerable talents immediately; for she set us to work developing both aesthetically and athletically. The field of Art re- ceived a thorough going-over by such masters as Jeannine De Noble, James Laird, Allen Nieminen, Audrey Haapula, Mariel Herlevi, David Kotila, Shirley Noble, Richard Perskari, Wilma Wagner, Eleanore Fuller, and Thomas Watts, all of whom spent much of their time drawing on the blackboards, eusels, and, occasionally, whoever had the misfortune of sitting near them. Scientific characteristics were exhibited by Charles Anderson, Nancy Beswick, Kathryn Hakala, Barbara Kellogg, Gary Russell, Janice Bolog, Shirley Carle, and Betty Sneory, who were special friends of Ramsey the Turtle. And the future athletes among us, Peter Dodge, Ronald Engel, Bob Pakkala, William Hamilton, John Riddell, Keith Lair, and Robert Peura, proved their masculine superiority once and for all when they slid down the brass pole on our class trip to the fire stationl CHAPTER III Of course, such fundamentals as first grade reading and counting held few terrors For such a group, but by the time we had reached second grade, we were glad to have some newcomers to add their talents to ours. Donna Davidson, Shirley Sidbeck, and Shirley Niemi demonstrated advanced cooking techniques when we canned tomatoes, and Linda Backlund and Frank Daniels had a lot of fun pushing everyone around in their movable seats. CHAPTER IV Our versatility was even more up arent the next year, when our homework brave y peeped out From between stickers attesting our academic t success. With a little help From John Konne, Mary Stevensfi Jacqueline Billhardt, and Elona Ruohonen, we constructed a monstrous dinosaur, using our typical ingenuity to invent a new artistic medium--paper towels. CHAPTER V We explored yet another artistic field, dramatics, in fourth grade. Having added Shirley Kopsas and Marian Lundi to our ranks, we cavorted gaily on the high school stage, reciting health rules and trying to look as rosy-cheeked as possible. CHAPTER VI Fifth grade Found us in an honored position in grade school, this was the year we held down the movie room. Aided by Jack PFetsch, we solemnly went about our duties of pulling down shades, closing doors, etc. , end enthusiastically saw each movie twice through. There were other diversions, too, such as the grade school carni- val at Wenner Field, where classmates, Mary Stevens and Richard Perskari were crowned king and queen. Congratulations to the Class of l954 P E N N E Y ' S MITCHELL HARDWARE COMPANY 12

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CHAPTER Vll But time was marching briskly on, and we soon Found ourselves in the rather nice position of sixth graders. Weekly football games between the Washington and Jackson buildings indicated athletic and cheering talents in our three newcomers, Robert Di Donoto, David Kuivinen, and Susan Endelmann. Later in the year we tackled another dramatic plum, Rumpelstiltsken, with enioyment, once we had mastered the pronunciation of the title. As we left our grade school days forever behind us, perhaps we Felt a little twinge of sadness, but we were young and ambitious. Ahead lay new scenes, new teachers, new Fields to be conqueredl CHAPTER VIII The new Fields didn't exactly leap out at us to be conquered, we discovered. Rather, we Found our- selves scurrying around the halls, up the down stairs and down the up stairs, arms full of books and hearts full of fear of the upperclassmen. But genius will not be defeated, and by the time we had gone through iunior high, with our numbers increased by Roberta Vocchelli, Barbara Lehman, and Barbara White, we had gained 0 little niche in Harbor High School. The teachers didn't shout QUITE so loudly now, and the seniors didn't seem QUITE so big, somehow. CHAPTER IX The next year we were kept busy getting acquainted with all the newcomers from the parochial school: Ronald Candela, Janice Kusick, Jean Fisher, Roy Petros, Millie Saverice, Jim Shaughnessy, and Carl Simmons. At last we could go to some of the Senior High dances, and our heads puffed up like overblown balloons when we saw the upperclassmen viewing our freshman athletic record with esteem and respect. But we were hungering for an artistic triumph, too. CHAPTER X When our chance came, it was certainly different From what we expected. As the annual Variety Show, which includes the sophomore class play drew near, strange creatures, clothes buggy and torn, hair uskew, cnd Faces dirty, could be seen scompering around the School. The occasion? The class play, It's Cold in Them Thar Hills, 0 hillbilly saga. Helping in dramatics and ap- plause were newcomers Donna Wood and Janis Buzzard. CHAPTER XI Audrey Hopkins, Jack Maenpo, and Joe Rill ioined us for our first prom, at Unionville Tavern, in the eleventh grade. Our class picnic took an interesting turn; the boys decided nothing would be more Fun than to dunk the girls in the duck pond, and so they did. Oh well, even geniuses have to have Fun sometimes! CHAPTER XII At last, as Seniors, we received some of the honors so richly deserved. Mariel Herlevi was our Homecoming Queen, and Susan En- delmann iMiss Varietiest and Barbara White Statue of Libertyt took the bows at our Var- iety Show. Many of our classmates could be seen spouting lines from Seventeenth Sum- mer, our class play; and Bob Peura and Jack Pfetsch basked in the glory of beating Ashtabulo twice in basketball in one year. cw And now we are leaving these ivy-covered portals of Harbor. When again shall such on outstanding group grace the halls and classrooms with its presence? When again will the very air quiver with excitement in iust the same way? Never again, for in all the world cannot be found another group quite like this, our Senior Class. 13