Hawthorne High School - Ursidae Yearbook (Hawthorne, NJ)

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SENIOR REVIEW AT THIS TIME we take great displeasure in presenting the ups and downs of our High School strife. Therefore, without further ado, we shall replace glee? lpages of our calendar and begin again that eventful month of September, Early in the ninth month of the previously mentioned year this class en- tered the halls of Central High School. A spirited group, we were, eager to learn. It took very little .time for us to be caught in the swirl of events, and after the newness of our surroundings had worn off, we plunged right in. We worked, yes, we worked diligently, and before we knew it, we were Sophomores. During those two memorable years at Central we aided, as best we could, to make that school a success scholastically as well as athletically. However, at the end of those two years, we had to bid old Central farewell for the rest of our High School days. It was not an easy task, but now we had a high school,- a beautiful, modern building wherein, we, the first annual graduating class, would establish certain traditions and precedents which would be followed by students for years to come. Inherent in this entire group of students of Hawthorne's first high school, a new spirit arose, a spirit of friendship, determination, and cooperation in making this school a thunderous success. It was expressly toward this goal that all efforts were strained. It was certainly a grand sensation to have a school of our very own. Everything about it was so new and modern that it seemed a veritable paradise. We students were so congenial and neighborly that we regarded ourselves as one big, happy family with Mr. Iohnston as the papa, as it were. It was only during our Senior year that we were recognized by other schools. ' During this time different teams were organized and contests were arranged. To a large extent these teams were comprised of members of this Senior class. Since Hawthorne High School was in its infancy in the world of sports, it follows that our chances were regarded as small and our teams gener- ally termed the underdogs. Nevertheless, hard work, perseverence, and grit on the part of both the students and faculty, spurred our school on to victory, helped to make it rank among the leaders, and finally won for it a place in the annals of athletic history. We had hitched our wagon to a star and on a rocket-ship of courage, we were speedily attaining our goal. Of course, the way was not always clear before us, but our determined spirits prevailed and assisted us over the numer- ous obstacles. As we look back upon our yearsat Hawthorne High School, we may feel proud of our accomplishments. In leaving, we sincerely hope that the Seniors to follow will be as happy as we have been during the all-too-short IAMES WILEY ALENE VANDERWALLE time we have spent here. 428b URSIDAE

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rush three witches dancing cmd gesticulating. Gray draperies fly madly. A wild voice cries: When shall we three meet again: in thunder, lightning, or in rain? The voice of that first witch--it sounds familiar! Can it be?-Yes, it isl- Ioan Thoms! In the following scenes Bill Meister was superb as Macbeth, as was Chauts Berry as Lady Macbeth. But in the third act, astonishment again reigned. Who should come prancing in as Hecate but Scotchy Robertson! When the play was over, we remained in our seats to watch the crowds go out. Why, there's Iake Van Reen, Lewie Weber, and Ernie Volts! And those gorgeous girls they're escorting-heiresses at that! Afterwards, we went back stage to congratulate the performers. Back there, we found our old school mates who had been in the audience, busily telling Bill, Chauts, Scotchy, and Ioan all the news of Hawthorne. Back at the high school Enid Killingsworth was history teacher, Ruth MacArthur was taking Miss Gloor's place, Ann Cantilina was art teacher, Betty Fles was sewing teacher, Marie Samenak was teaching gym, Elizabeth Riess was the German teacher. Alene Vanderwalle, who taught French, visited Dot Penney in the summer. Dot taught school in Hawaii. And would you believe it-Fritz Whelan had just accepted Walter Winchell's position in New York. Connie told us that the buses were still running from North Haledon every day. In the morning Harry Stanley and Ed Eichman drove, and in the after- noon Aaron Rosendale and Iohnny Ziegler took their turn. Everyone was very pleased to see and hear about everyone else, and we decided to go to the Hotel St. George to celebrate. As we approached the stage exit of the theatre, we heard someone snoring. lt was Casey Vander- vliet. He was sleeping soundly in an old chair tilted against the wall, evidently exhausted from contributing to the clamoring screeches from the previous performance. We didn't disturb him, but went on to the Hotel. When we arrived there, Lillian Van Treuren, who was hostess, took us to the dining room. While waiting for our dinner, we danced. The orchestra was excellent, but why shouldn't it be? Santina Tozzo was playing the piano and Henrietta Stuit, the violin. Doris Everett was chiming in with the sax. We saw the waiter bringing our dinner, so we went back to the table and seated ourselves. Well! said Bill, The fleet's in! Sure enough, there was Roger Williams of the U. S. Merchant Marine, hurrying toward us. Bill invited him to join us, and after he had made Roger comfortable, he went on reading his newspaper. Look! he said. Helen Colyer has just gone into partnership with the owner of Wonder Bread and Co.l-and Pauline Brandt has won one hundred blue ribbons for raising the best dogs in the United States. And here-Shirley Speirs has a dancing studio-and El Parliman runs a day nursery. What's this? Gwen Snifftner has a ranch out in Wyoming, and her foreman is Henry Visbeck! But look here-at this comic strip. lt's drawn by Adelaide Marsh and Lorraine Menzerl It seems that we are running into all of our old friends tonight, doesn't it? asked Ioan. But it's getting late, let's leave-besides, she groaned, my feet hurt. I think there is a Chiropodist across the street, Scotchy informed her. - We all went across the street and entered the store with her. Another sur- prise--Armond Vaughan was the chiropodist! While he fixed Ioan's feet, he talked with us. Say, he said, did you hear about that new air-line? lt's owned by Howard Wall and Bob Comstock. Stewart Kay, Frank Van Dok, and Bob Hoff- man run the planes and Eleanor Snyder and El Monley are hostesses. And then there's Iohn Cook, Franz Van Rossum, and Bill Brennan down in South America on some engineering feat. It certainly is a small world, isn't it? Yes, I thought on the way back to Hawthorne, it is a small world. -BETTY ACKERMAN. URSIDAE 427P

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