Hillside High School - Epoch Yearbook (Hillside, NJ)

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Y: f - 1 2 as Q- ' ,, an' in-xv ,,, -,,.- . Jw CLASS HISTORY-1927 Y' Q4 UT of the dim, indistinct, far distant past, events that 4 ,Eiga 5 occurred years and years ago, often stand out with A the clarity of those of yesterday. Among happen- WQVJ' ings which can be so classified is the first appear- ance of the class of '27, Very much like an avalanche has the class of '27 advanced on its wayward journey: wayward in more ways than one, for have we not earned, deservedly or not, the reputation of being the noisiest, the most uncontrollable, irresponsible set of mischief makers in the spacious edifice called H. H. S.? Our Freshman year was quite eventful, as it was filled with new experiences-athletics and the Freshman party being the high lights. At this period of our infancy, owing to the fact that those of the male and female genders, were assigned to two different rooms, our reputation was neuter-although slightly leaning toward the better. Our second year was unlike our first, because we were not mere Freshmen but were well on our way to the S. of U. C. or Society of Upper Classrnen. We made our debut at a formal dance. Every loyal member of our class of last year cherishes the memory of that Sophomore Dance, even now that he has become a Junior. This and several minor activities served to initiate us into the S. of U. C. We had become a real part of the organization. As September for the third time summoned eager students toward the temple of learning, our immediate interest was a Hallowe'en Dance-another social and financial success. Then towards spring unusual sights appeared in the horizon. juniors and Seniors could be caught at almost any hour of the day, exchanging terms o-f endearment. The reason? The Junior- Senior Dance! Later, the Seniors with the true spirit of '26 returned the compliment. Perhaps it is lucky for them that they did. With no malicious intent on our part, this, our junior year, has served to throw practically the last shred of our good repu- tation garment into the rag bag. Instead of improving with age we are just beginning to bubble and foamg yea, once in a while we pop! But now, as the reign of terror draws to a close, our hearts begin to palpitate-not because it is spring, and all that, but because we realize that as our Senior year draws near, we must accomplish those things for which We have half-envied and half- admired, the three preceding Senior classes. We can truthfully say that each member of the class silently and solemnly resolves to endeavor to make the fourth class to graduate from Hillside High., a grand and glorious fourth. ARLENE SPOFFORD, JANE VVILLMOT, Historians. . i.

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CLASS HISTORY-1928 OVV we looked forward to those four shining years of IQ ii-Gif high school, those years of work and play-our promised land. All over the country fun-loving, joyous youngsters begin that journey through the beckoning portals of a high school, and so, in the budding town of Hillside, an immense crew of Eighth Graders launched its sturdy bark of 1928 -into the glowing sea of hope, under the able command of Miss Jones and Miss Schmitt. XVe were ready to brave the tornadoes of scorn and snubbing fwe were called babes and cherubsj and sailed on with our one hundred strong, toward our port Senior Year. Our captain was Elmer Hill, assisted by Alma Boylan, first mate, both of whom steered us safely through the difficulties of state. The banner of Purple and Gold Hew over our heads and con- tinually reminded us of the things we had to accomplish, in order to make the colors as famous, as did their former champion, the class of 1924. Some achievements were recorded in the log book of '28, for we presented at assembly one morning, a little play entitled Sauce for the Goslings, which was coached by Miss Schmitt and which gave us all a lesson in the use and abuse of slang. Then came the day when the traditions of the sea were turned upside down for we, those insignificant Freshmen had defeated in basketball every opponent but the mighty Seniors. I can assure you that in this way we earned an important place in the regard of the fleet. The good ship Freshman trudged on past those treacher- ous rocks, Exams, and steered safely through the storms to calm water, reaching a haven of rest in the cove of Vacation. There we waited for those lost overboard in the struggle. The summer months wore away and again we gathered our crew together, this time under new commanders, Miss Jones and Mr. Morton. A few of our number never appeared, for they had wandered off, attracted to other ships. Not to be discour- aged, the fifty-seven remaining set sail for the next lap of the journey ina shining new craft, the Sophomore 'Tis true that our second boat required greater skill in things nautical, but We had come to be recognized by our superior officers as one of them, and could in turn pity and torment those who were making their first trip. Ours was a wonderful journey. Our inspirations mounted high with our accomplishments-socially, athletically, and schol- astically. Our colors became symbolic of great things, the spirit of '28 was leading us nearer and nearer to our glorious port- Graduation. And now that we are ready to embark in our new ship, The junior, may we earnestly endeavor to sail our bark successfully through the storms and calms of another journey, and on through the Sea of Life. LOUISE IVIANLEY, Historian.