Harrisville Central School - Pirates Log Yearbook (Harrisville, NY)

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How We Looked Then Above is a photograph taken when we were first graders in 1944. We defy any one to identify all of us. If you can correctly identify one half of us, you are much better than we thought. But if, perchance, your memory is as poor as that of most of us, simply turn the page upside down. Pooled us tool • exqopug peuaSaBM sspw JaeqoBeq qsjpj uno fuBiaepnoa ueppv ‘uexijJJ uuy esog 'qjououBg aupqdesop ‘ueqsox uopjog ‘eupquopBA quBnqs ‘ epog; Ajbq qqBupBM euap :moj qqjpj jBqouBABq euppBfl XauBg iuuBQ ‘uospABa qog ‘ejpiBpo AppBS ‘puo obp ‘se eeyi eop :mou qqunoj fS3toiM nog M sa ‘jfepdpg epuuoy ep iO ‘. eqoqH mappppM Smoj pupqq fapog pus Bqquog qp sp «10 Bqqusg pun Bpoq ‘supMq sseg eqq '(pBeq b Aq qsupj jtppBea Sieq) qqpjjpup) spouBu ; qp sp ao spAB(j euBp Aubk :uoj puooes ‘jfpupouo jJubjj ‘uuboojj Abh buuoq ‘uBqBaj, eppasoy ‘equspo £ep.ipqs :moj qsupj (qqSpj oq qjep)

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ot rietor. Other clients of Mr. Weekes include that well-known All-American He- Pr ” jack Ritz, and his closemouthed bodyguard Prank Lefty 1 Griffith. More sil- 9 please. Thank You. Hmm, such a large coin. Now I see a large picture. I cognize Gerald Wood, inventor of radar-vision typewriters which type words as F® are seen; Dee Davison, secretary of American Tobacco Co.; and finally, Nadine t Vancha and Nancy Collette, world renowned hunters, hunters of single men for they are still single girls; and now Mary OfGrodnik, truant officer of Deer's Cor- ner Central School, who is again bewailing the fact that students stay away from school to watch the ever-popular childrens program, Jolly Robert , starring Bob Quackenbus . and gentlemen, this is Walter Kronbite once more. It is evident that Lafitte and Kidd mean no harm. They will probably steal away as quickly and auietly as they came. June 25, 1971. What kind of a day will it be? A little better than has just been shown, we hope. Senior Class Will w«, t'Yte Seniors of ‘Sb of Harrisvl 11® C. S . of H arri svi lie. in the county of Lewi s and the state of Mew York being of sound mind and body do make, publish and declare this our LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT in manner following that is to sayt NADINE LAVANCHA leaves her shyness with the boys to SHIRLEY RITZ. JANET POWERS bequeaths her love to argue with Senior boys to BARBARA COLE. NANCY COLLETTE leaves her bashfulness to ROSE ANN MILLER. DELIGHT DAVISON wills her long curly hair to BARBARA WICKS. MARY O'GRODNIK leaves her fondness of men teachers to ANN WILLIAMSON. SHIRLEY CLARKE bequeaths her pet saying: life is short, and so am I to ALICE GRAHAM. JANE WALRATH leaves her driving talent to BEVERLEY CLARKE. BETTY LOU WICKS leaves her ability to get along with male English teachers to MARY LAROUE. ELAINE LAPLATNEY wills her linguistic ability to LINDA RIPLEY. DONNA RAY McCARN bequeaths her love of art to JOAN CLARKE. HANK WALRATH Is the fortunate receiver of JOE WEEKES exhausted toni kit. STEWART PAROW leaves his ability to have a different date every night to WAYNE LaPLATNEY. STUART VALENTINE leaves his ability to pass a driver's test to KEITH DAVID. FRANCIS GRIFFITH is proud to leave his gangster outfit, consisting of trench coat, hat, and cigarette, to WARREN MILLER. ROBERT QUACKENBUSH is more than happy to be able to leave his single basketball uniform to both KEN CARVELL and CURT CANFIELD. (We think they will both fit in nicely.) JACK FORD is named as the best suited to leave his wind-blown bob to the DURHAM twins. JACK RITZ leaves his popularity with the girls to DONALD FRASER. CLYDE FRANK, JR. bequeaths his Interest in the Verne Wicks family ( of course we mean Duane) to BOB DAVISON. GERALD WOOD leaves his beautiful blue eyes to BIRDIE BASSETTE. ERNEST SHAW wills his prize-winning penmanship to JOYCE STEVENS. No one is leaving anything to CONNIE SAYERS because she has enough of her own. 3. Preside Ldertx Vice-president Secretar q Treasurer THIS PAGE CO-SPONSORED BY BIRDIE DUNLOP AND ALDOUS LAPLATNEY

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Senior Class History It is hard to give the history of a class when so much lies behind us. So many incidents, then considered of great significance and importance, have been buried in the sands of time. What we can recall is not much, but we make no apologies. What we are able to recall, for our reputation’s sake, should probably best be left unsaid for it seems we have been nothing but bad . We seek solace, however, in the words of the great Shakespeare: The good that men do is oft interred with their bones; the evil lives after them. Let us begin at the beginning where all good stories should begin. We came to first grade most of us a wee bit scared but found it such a happy place that all our fears disappeared. Miss Brickley was our first teacher and our classroom in the room now occupied by the shop department. September 1945 found us in the second grade in what is now Mr. Gannon’s music room. Mrs Gray was our second teacher. In this grade Stuart Valentine did two different sets of arithmetic papers for the same lesson. When asked which set he wished to be graded, he unhesitatingly answered that she should mark the one with the most examples correct. In the fall of 1946 we reached third grade. We were housed on the second floor of the Homemaking Building. That year we had a model grocery store in the back of the room. We mastered many facts as a result of this project. We also constructed a movie machine that operated by turning a handle showing pictures on a long roll of paper. We spent our fourth grade in the same room with the same teacher. We were un- able to use our old tricks that year. Stewart Parow and Keith David joined us that year. During the course of the year we earned two first prizes: one at the Lewis County Pair for our project on sugaring; and one at the Field Day. In September of 1948 we had now reached the fifth plateau, so to speak. Mrs. Tiffany was our teacher. That year we were located on the third floor of the old building. Elsie Whitney and Nancy Collette joined us but Donna McCarn lost con- siderable time because of illness. The next year we made the front office for our room, under the guidance of Miss Mannigan, occupied that area now known as the principal’s office and the teachers’ room. Gladys Leonard’s name was added to our roll that year. An impor- tant unit of work dealt with foreign countries. A Chinese missionary gave us a talk on her experiences in China. We were once again plagued by illness as Mary O'Grodnik, Donald Bechler, and Donna McCarn had to wage a pitched battle against sickness. When we reached seventh grade a departmental system was introduced. We had three different teachers: Mrs. Puller, Mrs. Shinnick, and Mr. Shinnick. We set up an Indian exhibit that year in conjunction with our study of New York State. We finished the year with a picnic in the grove behind the school. In September of 1951 we entered eighth grade with Mr. Shinnick as our teacher. At our first class meeting we elected Joseph Weekes president, Neil Hooper vice- president, Shirley Clarke secretary, and Nancy Collette treasurer. We chose Shoot Straight as our motto; the red rose as our class flower; and blue and sil- ver as our class colors. We made a freize on old automobiles when we studied early transportation. We also assembled a booklet on famous Americans. Clyde Prank, Francis Griffith, Stuart Valentine, and Richard Smith were star performers on the seventh and eighth grade basketball team. Winter sports were rather hard on the members of the class during that winter. Clyde Prank lost several weeks of school because of an accident while skiing. He broke his leg and was on crutches for several weeks. Stewart Parow broke his arm while sliding down hill on a tobaggan. The class picnic was held the second week of June at Lake Bonaparte and needless to say was enjoyed to the fullest extent. Graduation was the final event of our first eight years of formal education. We were then on our way to high school and had hopes of continuing to be one of the most remarkable classes in the history of Harrisville Central School. We entered our Freshman year in 1952 with an enthusiastic bang. We were rather happy to become part of the institute of higher learning . Of course we thought little of the work which we would have to face. Everything ahead looked bright and peaceful. Peaceful it was until we came along. Our class had the good (?) fortune of having a few practical jokers. We will always remember the day several of our boys decided that the door on the Freshman room would look more modern without the pins in the hinges. Now who would think this could do some harm? Neglecting to warn anyone of the change, the boys went on their merry way. Shortly after, Neil Hooper came along and attempted to open the door. What a noisel We had better leave unsaid our throwing out of all erasers from the English room window. We almost forgot to mention our educated snake. Now, every teacher car-