Harley School - Comet Yearbook (Rochester, NY)

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MR. CLIFTON M. WHITING Arrirlmzf Direclor Mr. Whiting adds a welcome note of hu- mor to our serious work. We will always remember his science classes fsprinkled with unorthodox Latinj. We will remem- ber him, too, for his story telling, his many female admirers, and his untiring chauf- feuring in a variety of station wagons and big black cars. But most of all we will remember him for his helpfulness in our many individual problems. MR. LAWRENCE W. UTTER Direcfor Mr. Utter's calmness and faith have been an inspiration to us. He has been avail- able and approachable whenever we have needed him, in spite of the many demands upon his time. We recognize all that he has given us, and he has our respect and admiration for being the sincere, honest person whom we all love.

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I f' ,ff s F f' We, the Class of 1947, dedicate this yearbook, not to an individual, but to our school, Harley. We do this in remem- brance of all it has given to us, not alone in academic education, but in understanding, in social experience, and in years of good times. When we go on to other things, Harley will always remain in our hearts, not merely as a school, but as a home filled with true friends and an unforgettable part of ourselves. 3

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Class History just before entering the first grade we, of course, had to receive the traditional class banner. This was received by the cutest, curly-headed, blond boy you ever saw, little Louie D'Amanda. However, we suspect that the family had gotten together, as it was given to him by Rosalie Scinta, his cousin. But we have car- ried our torch ever since. In the second grade, Don Frey, the little man with too big a memory, made h. . . . . . is entrance just in time to witness the war between Mrs. Harris, our beloved UQ teacher, and Louie D'Amanda. We can't exactly say who won because L . . . ouie, although his mouth was successfully cleansed with soap, said he liked it and rather upset Mrs. Harris. Harley's second grade teachers have our sympathy, because half-way through our third grade year Sheila succeeded in driving her second grade teacher crazy and was shoved upon us, which scared her into keeping quiet for two days fa recordj. Our third grade year was a cherished one. We shall never for- get Mrs. Mac and her stories of Chocolate Drop and Dr. Shoestring. Also, Chris came in that year and he won't let us forget that. It was then that our fiendish boys got together and bothered the sweet young girls with their little tin soldier game, and Betty Windsor formed her Cliques. We cannot go on to the fourth grade without first mentioning Ted Kohn's passionate romance with M . . artha Bentley, even if everyone attending Harley for more than two days has heard it. Maloy lost a little of her shyness in the fourth grade and hit the other extreme, scaring jack Bailey half out of his wits. Barbara Ellis and Dick Olney left us for the lifth grade and Chris May went to England. The boys formed an anti-woman club in Chris's absence. In the fifth grade our minds wandered and so did we, as pilgrims, all over the school. Curtis and Challice came into our midst that year and were known as the bread-'n-butter twins. Anne Scofield, Pee Wee Veeder, Ken Goodwin, and Dave Weston joined us in the sixth grade and our mischief increased so much that we had to hold jury trials to take care of it all fMr. Forbes gave us upj. That was the year that the boys decided to go boating in an old cement tub. When they had paddled it out in the middle of the deepest part of the creek, it sank. It was a marvelous swim- ming party except that there was no food served. In the seventh grade we wrote a book entitled The Tale of Athens. We were great authorities on the subject fjust ask Jack N., the guy who threw erasers at usj. We visited the ice-caves frequently and used to swing like mad on the railroad company's fence. Anne Scoheld, Ann Challice, and Betty Curtis united against Dave Weston and Pee Wee Veeder in throwing notebooks and hats out of windows. Ann Challice lost a lot of hair trying to hold on to her 5