Highland Park High School - Albadome Yearbook (Highland Park, NJ)

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2 ' ig s' 6' GRACE MEDVECKY Commercial Subjects ,, , E, f3 S .1 S el ,? 49 ' gi of yi ALICE MILLS HELEN O'NEILL HOW? El'01l01IlifS Commercial and Counsellor Y W 'lv '1 .V ' r N S' W lv ' 5 - , Z - ' Z . 'iff ' ' ' X a, 'f xl f '71. 1hN . ILA PROFFER DORIS ROCKWELL IRISNE ROWLAND SIGRID RUPP Social Sludirs Librarian School Secrelary English ETHEL SOUTHGATE MIRIAM STEINBERG MILDRED STROUD GILBERT A WALLACE General Sfience Spanish and English Home Economics French 10 5U

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I i l l l 1 1 I f' l I , S.. Dear Alumni, With mingled feelings of awe and pride you hesitantly crowded into the spacious auditorium of Highland Park High School on a cool September morn in '41, The roll was called, you marched to your homerooms amid the chides of the seniors and that was the beginning of your high school career. The last of the great torchlight parades was held in your freshman year. Through the streets of old Highland Park myriads of students formed a tribute to the '41 team. Then came the dramatic shock of December 7. The school quickly became war minded, sponsoring various drives to back the military effort. You, ,as feeling frosh, pitched in and did a ter- rific job collecting and repairing pens, gathering books for G. I. libraries was another task you tackled with a will--you brought in a lot of them even if you don't count the Bobbsey Twins. But everything was not painted in the somber hues of war. Remember how you enjoyed the Screwball upperclassmen who went zany and showed up in the guise of the Hungry Seven? Remember how relieved you were when the foot- ball team won the last game of the season-over Metuchen? And do you recall that hilarious tussle between the teachers and parents on the baseball diamond? That ended the year with more than one laugh. Though still counted as an underclassman in '42-'43 you knew Room 210 from 107. You knew that your heart needn't stop beating when you were called down to the office. In other words, you knew your way around. lil 5 I f 12 ul f , 1 Y l I' QQ? Those were great days. Into the Victory Corps you poured all your energies. But after that organization was set up ..., What happened? Nothing. No one knew what to do with it. You might aptly subtitle your sophomore year The rise and decline of the Victory Corps. You, it' you were in the 10-L English class, had a little Hollywood influence. Filming Silar Marvel' was no mean task, especiallyi as you ex- pected M.G.M. to see the movie. And the bas- ketball team couldn't be stopped. They walked vOr:Na:2asH'aE ' -7i?i.l?' ll f'ffi ' 1 1 1 513980 f 1 ' H ui' -' f ll 1 . N. l 5 A1221 l i 1 S ' i Y Milli in l i ., . . ' I . l' f ill' 1 ll H27 V07- 1 , H19 6 ll , - -f 11. 6496 away with a lot of honors that year that gav you a little more to be proud of. Then another September rolled around. Yo were actually relaxed when you rounded the co ner of Fourth Avenue and saw the Qcrowds wai ing at the door. No more nervous tension mad your palms sweat. So, swaggering a bit, and wit a strut that would be the pride of a drill squa member, you approached your Alma Mater junior.