Hickory High School - Hickory Nut Yearbook (Hermitage, PA)

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.......', K' ....-v ' ' ' Q Lass I Ala? RUWMEWQ I I was seated in my hotel room preparing a series of lectures which I was scheduled to give the following week, upon my recent explorations and travels. Having grown rather tired, I picked up a newspaper edited by my old friend Bill Taylor. As I planned to attend the theatre that evening I turned to the Stage and Film Section and to my amazement read a review by John Wolfe of the latest and most outstanding stage appearance of Chuck Evans in the role of a clown. The following afternoon I was driving to New Jersey to give my first address. Unusual excitement at Bellevue Hospital attracted my attention. Imagine my surprise at learning Alice Miller, Kathleen O'Brien, Mary Palmer, Helen Banas and Elizabeth Herman were being graduated. That evening I arrived at Forest Hills, New Jersey, in time to see Earl Armstrong and Eddie Styduhar taking part in a benefit exhibition game. Eddie was playing baseball and Earl, tennis, The next afternoon I spoke at Erie, Pa., and in the evening I attended a vocal and piano recital presented by Anna Mary Shaffer and Dorothy Deiger. As it was early when the programme was finished I took in a movie. The hero's actions and face were familiarg suddenly I recognized Paul Barlett. When I entered my hotel room the radio announcer was introducing Ella Mae Thompson. I heard and saw her give a dramatic monologue inaugurating the birth of television which had been perfected by the radio genius, Erwin Lange. Upon leaving Erie for my next engagement I planned a picnic lunch and pur- chased my provisions at Mark Coulter's store. I apparently picked the wrong spot to lunch for I no sooner stopped than I saw a farmer approach, intent upon chasing me. As he drew near I recognized John Gault and he me. He grew so interested in telling me about the progress of Willis Swartz and Paul McLean as farmers he completely forgot about evicting me. ' Being in the vicinity of dear old Hickory I could not resist the temptation to stop and see a basketball game. Hickory and West Middlesex were battling for the championship. Becky King was coach of Middlesex and Sally Hunter of Hickory. In the bleachers I saw Kay Hassel, Elizabeth Buckalew and Florence Hilkirk, who were teachers. My last stop was Akron, Ohio. I arrived Saturday night, quite weary from my strenuous week. Walking down the street I noted a sign The Personality Parlour and decided to enter. The suave secretary, Martha Hunter, informed me that they enhanced your beauty and clothed you to suit your personality. Beulah Davis had charge of the beauty parlour and Helen Keller of the clothes. Reading the newspaper that evening I noted that Nick Lisac, Samuel Davis and Nick Zurko had made a discovery that would revolutionize electricity. Sunday morning special ordination services were being held for Kenneth Duffee as a Methodist minister and Doris Gibson, the famed violinist, was the special musician for the day. That afternoon my trip was finished and I decided upon a walk in the sunshine. As I sauntered I reminisced. I had seen every member of my graduating class. Each one had prospered and was contented in his chosen field. -GRAYCIE CAMPBELL. 27

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-If 26 PT t e, f f ? li. ,,,...,,,,,.,,,,.,,.., aiu ..4M. cr. M .,,.,,,,,,. .,M,,,,,,,, LF ,,,,,,, ,,,,,,,, , , M . DLIHBS HISTURY M ll THE COURTIOF 1932 With a bang Judge Bortz brought his gavil down on his desk. The School Board served as the Jurors, Mr. Veschio as District Attorney, Mrs. Hofius as the Clerk of Courts, Mrs. Wilson, Miss Cohen and Mrs. Douds as lawyers. Fifty-two first offen- ders filed slowly and solemnly into the court room. All except three prisoners were sentenced to four years at Hickory. Court adjourned. The newly elected official with his assistants, Miss Gaugh as cross-examiner and Mrs, McCandless to replace Miss Cohen, Judge Springer passed the Detention Hall Bill much to the dismay of the prisoners. The Jurors said we Spohomores are far too foolish about our wisdom. But they sanctioned a furlough to allow us to present After You I'm Next, coached by the honorable Judge himself, Mr. Springer. The proceeds went for a flag pole and landscaping. Due to delays, technicalities and expense, twelve of our jolly gang were withheld from sentence. Court adjourned for Court House repairs. t'Si1ence in the Court House. The Jurors and the lawyers are awaiting inside. The Court House was made more attractive by the new addition and the '31 Memorials. Doesn't look so queersome anymore. We adopted new officials, Mr. Bair as court crier, who brought Class B Basketball honors to Hickory Court, and Mrs. Hutchins as another lawyer. We were transferred to Mrs. Wilson who proved to be a severe judge. We proudly displayed our insignia to the envying Sophomores. To develop our dramatic talent Miss Gaugh sponsored the Dramatic Club and we participated in t'The Full House. To show our love and appreciation we gave to that distinguished group of four yearers a Junior-Senior Prom. The music was furnished by Don Mi1ler's Prison Heraldsf' Judge Springer called it a day and we were on a three-month parole. The Fall Court Session entered with a bang. Five new members were added to that distinguished group of attorneys, Misses T'idd, Monroe, Long, Glenn and Mr. Zahnizer. We, the condemned thirty-four, were placed under the care of the cross- examiner, Miss Gaugh. Due to the strictness of the court, the Dramatic Club pre- sented Within the Law. We again displayed our talent in a Music-Literary contest with the West Middlesex Lifers. If it were. not for the lack of space and time we might mention the many clubs that were organized. For the honor of the court and to favor the professional men, the Glee Club presented the operetta 'Oh, Doctor. This was the year our girls crashed through with Class B Basketball honors, Spring peeped into our court and whispered that we were to meet our many rivals at a Music-Literary round-up in Sharon. And did we carry away the honors? First in Class B and fourth in the County. Our orator, Philip Joyner, went as far as the state contest. Things were solemn and quiet in the court. Still faithful to our criminal idio- cyncracies, we used for the Senior Play, Billy. With happy but sad faces, we come to Commencement Week and end our happy four years with Baccalaureate, Class Night, and our final judgment, Commencement. We hope and pray that life will be kind to us as it was in our little Hickory court. -E. M. THOMPSON.

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f J V 'lk ..... is ik ' 5 4- a 'll f I We, the class of 1932 of Hickory High School, Hickory Township, State of Penn- sylvania, being of sound and sane mind and possessing an education unequealed by any other class, do hereby give up, bequeath, donkate and deliver this our last will and testament and revoke all other wills made by us. First, we, the Senior Class of 1932, do give and bequeath to the Juniors, one good home room, all teachers employed in Hickory High School, and all our over- studied books. Second, to our home room teacher, Miss Gaugh, we do give and bequeath all black marks collected during the past school year, hoping that they may be used to a better advantage next year. Third, to the other members of the Faculty, we go give and bequeath all deten- tion cards collected during our last two years in school. Because of the depression We do hereby believe that said cards if used the second time may mean a great economy in regard to material used and energy expended in writing said cards. Fourth, we, the members of the class of 1932, do hereby individually bequeath our possessions, real and personal, inate and acquired. I, Earl Armstrong, do give and bequeath my ambition to be a forest ranger to Clyde Fleet. I, Paul Barlett, do give and bequeath my talent as a vocalist to Walter Robison. I, Helen Banas, do give and bequeath my position on the Senior Basketball team to Dorothy Reno. I, Elizabeth Buckalew, do give and bequeath my habit of skipping classes to Evelyn Keller. We, Rebecca King and William Taylor, do give and bequeath our love making ability to Martha Persch and Paul Adderty. I, Mark Coulter, do give and bequeath my West Virginia shyness to Thomas Davis. I, Graycie Campbell, do give and bequeath my screaming ability to Doris Parker. I, Beulah Davis, do give and bequeath my baby face to Cora MacDonald. Samuel Davis, do give and bequeath my poetic ability to Harry Frohlich. Kenneth Duffee, do give and bequeath my sheikish ways to Robert Brumm I, Willis Swartz, do give and bequeath my Ford coupe to Raymond Gaus. I, Dorothy Deiger, do give and bequeath my black hair to Betty Lamont. I, Mary Doolin, do give and bequeath my custom to say the right thing at the wrong time to Delbert Johnston. I, Doris Gibson, do give and bequeath my much used violin to Fred Dunkerly. I, John Gault, do give and bequeath one foot of my height to Dorothy Downing. I, Kathryn Hassel, do give and bequeath my studiousness to Anna Pirrung, I, Elizabeth Herman, do give and bequeath my talking ability to Mary Maleski. I, Florence Hilkirk, do give and bequeath my typing ability to Lois Waldorf. I, Martha Hunter, do give and bequeath my pleasant smile to Genevieve Zook. I, Helen Keller, do give and bequeath my iiightiness to Eleanor Dixon. I, Erwin Lange, do give and bequeath my chemical ability to Charles Shaffer. I, Nick Lisac, do give and bequeath my ability as an electrician to Allen Hoagland. I, Alice Miller, do give and bequeath my sweet tempered disposition to Betty Davis. I, L