Hartford High School - Hartford Key Yearbook (White River Junction, VT)

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Senior Class Officers President, Robert Eske, (seated); Left to right: Sergeant at Arms, Timothy Dunley; Secretary. Elizabeth Bettis: Treasurer, Richard Laskey; Vice-President. John Bogle; Attorney. Peter Filosa. 13

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There is a passage in the Bible that reads, Your old men shall dream dreams, and your young men shall see visions.” This year we, the Class of 45”, are the young men and we are seeing visions. We are looking beyond the war to the time when peace shall once again rule the earth. We are looking forward to the time when the visions that we see now will have been realized. But the seeing and the realizing of our visions are two different things. We are now at the crossroads of life. Many of us know not which way to turn. We have before us the choice of following one of two roads. One road, the primrose path of dalliance, will lead us into nothingness. 'File other, a more difficult one to follow, will lead us to our victorious vision in its reality. This is the time for us to decide and may God lx; with us in our decisions. 12 Robert Eske

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 The History of the Class of'45 In the beginning there were 55 seventh graders and their minds were void and empty. In the end there are 34 seniors and their minds are crammed and overflowing. To what miracle from the skies may we attribute this miraculous change? Has it been the studious atmosphere in the Hartford High School study halls, or has it been the hours and the long evenings of pouring over text books? Or better yet, has it been the hours spent at the Lyric Theater or Drew's Pool Room? Your guess is as good as ours. Believing that: “Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime And departing, leave behind us, Foot prints in the sands of time,” we deem it wise to record for the sake of the future generations the trials and tribulations of the Class of ‘45 which have led them to their present pinnacle of achievement. It is right and logical that we begin at the beginning which was on a September morn, way back in 1939, A. D., when the portals swung open to admit one of the most promising collections of freckled faced, rosy cheeked American youth ever to enter this revered institution. Ere long we had adjusted ourselves to the new routine of the Junior High system, including the detention room. The abolition of this chamber of horrors in 1943 was due in no small part to the model behavior of this illustrious class of ‘45. At the Junior High Carnival the class brought to the public’s attention its great dramatic abilities which have remained with it throughout its years even in the Senior Play, “That Crazy Smith Family.” Those who attended the Junior High Carnival in 1939 can hardly have forgotten Peter Filosa’s and Tim Dunley’s impersonation of Edgar Bergen and Charlie McCarthy. Next year, being Junior High upper classmen, we impressed ourselves and others with our importance. Our blue and gold class pins dazzled every eye. As spring rolled around we were confronted with the momentous task of selecting the subjects which would determine our future careers. A few sturdy souls decided to delve into the ancient languages and classics. But the majority, influenced by Roosevelt’s promise of the New Deal for the working man, decided to throw in their chips with the commercial group. FRESHMEN YEAR The privilege of using the front door and the front hall were some of the things we acquired as soon as we became Freshmen. Entering our designated rooms we met many new faces from Hartford, Wilder, Jericho, West Hartford and some from other towns and states. (Obviously these additions knew a good class when they saw one and came to swell our ranks to well over 70). According to tradition our home rooms were 1 and 15 and our sponsors were Miss Van Deusen, Miss Malone, and Mr. Calhoun. Looking over the many eligible 14