Hopewell Valley Central High School - Centralogue (Pennington, NJ)

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,M MARJORIE WILSON Leading our class through it's final year, Mar- gie has become So Ilear To Our Hearts . Music is one of her main interests, she plays the piano and uke like a professional. She's artistically talented, too. You can always depend on Margie for posters and ideas for decorations. Outside of school, she is a majorette in the Titus- ville In-um and Bugle Corps. FRANCES WOODEN Woody is one of the most versatile members of the Senior Class. She is an efficient president of the student body, and one of our best guards on the basketball team. She's usually seen dash- ing around school on an errand, and Hashing those Dark Eyes whenever she gets the chance. Marjorie Wilson Frances Wooden HENRY ZEBERG Zeke is another one of the quiet Bashful boys in the Senior Class. He spends his spare time working at Zeek's Gas Station. He likes hunting and fish- ing. Henry played right wing on the soccer team and played the outfield in baseball. We will miss seeing him. ji Henry Zeberg 600D CITIZEN PILGRIM MARJORIE WILSON, President of the Senior Class, was chosen by the faculty of Pennington High School as the Good Citizen Pilgrim from the class of 1952. She represented ourschool in the annual Daughters' of the American Revolu- tion convention. Marjorie had the honor of being selected because of her outstanding qualities of Leadership, Scholarship, Character, and Ability. These were the four points which the facility considered when choosing the delegate. The whole class feels that the choice was an excellent one, and each member wishes Marjorie the best of luck in her future life.

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RICHARD STOUT Did you ever wonder How High the Moon? Well ask Dick, he hasn't far to go. His height was a valuable asset on the basketball court this year. Athletics are one of his favorite pas- times. Besides basketball he played on the soccer team. We will remember him as Mr. Dolson in the Senior Play, MIMI SWIFT Mimi is a bright, cheerful commercial student. She is the secretary of the Drum and Bugle Corps in Titusville. She is always Painting Our Clouds With Sunshinei' with her smiles. We will miss Mimi's helpfulness in class and in our mu- sical programs. Richard Stout RICHARD TERHUNE Dick is a tall, quiet senior. He can be seen working or driving his '40 Olds. He dedicates quite a bit of his time every fall to his father's apple business. Don't Sit Under The Apple Tree , Dick. You should be working! Richard Terhune Georgia Thomsen REBNE THOMSEN Who's that who Calls Everybody Darling? It's Rebne of course. He always gives the girls a thrill. We Were Only Fooling, he's really our top scientist and doesn't give the female species a second look. Who knows, maybe the Class of '52 will produce a whiz in the field of science? DOROTHY THORNTON Cute, small but mighty is this well-known senior girl. She has a great talent for music and can be seen in the high school orchestra. 'a'w--r In her spare time she enjoys sports, music, and traveling. Dottie plans to further her music abilities in college. Music goes round and round when Dottie's near. Mimi Swift GEORGIA THOMSEN Five Foot Two, Eyes of Blue and blonde hair, that's Georgia. She'll be remembered by most of us as one of our quiet girls, but in her quiet way she was a help to our class. She could be depended on to do her job. Right now, Georgia's future interests lean strongly toward geology, chem- istry, and architecture. Rebne Thomsen Dorothy Thornton

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GLASS HISTURY WHEN we began our SCHOOL DAYS at Central High School, in September of 1948, graduation seemed to belong to FARAWAY PLACES. It would take FOREVER AND EVER to become sophomores, juniors, and finally, seniors. Now, as we think back, the years have really slipped through our fingers like QUICKSILVER. As LITTLE FISH IN A BIG POND, we event- ually became accustomed to high school and took our places in the swing of activities. SOME FRIENDS OF OURS made the athletic team, and in our first magazine drive for Central, we did a bang-up job. For officers during our Freshman Year, we chose Janice Coward, Janet Lawall, Frances Wooden, Pat Smith, and Donald Ditmars, as president, vice- president, secretary, treasurer, and historian. After the GOOD OLD SUMMERTIME, we en- tered the sophomore class with high hopes, and talked of the THINGS WE DID LAST SUMMER. We said, HOW DO YOU DOY, for the first time to our new principal, Mr. Hintze, in the autumn of '49. Mr. Stouffer, our UNFORGETABLE friend, who had guided us through our first year, had left to take another position. Miss Jones, Mr. Krieger, and Miss Newmark were our advisors for our sophomore year. They ALWAYS made this year one of BLUE SKIES. This was the first year in which we were allowed to have class activities. SOON, we planned for our Sophomore Hop. Janice Coward did a fine job as general chairman. We staged it as a Valentine dance and everyone agreed that it was LOVELY. Justine Ruth was crowned Queen of Hearts by our sophomore president. The senior class of 1950 sent out a call for extras for the cast of the senior production, the operetta, The Firefiyf' Many members of the class of '52 answered. They sang in the Glee Club or in the special choruses. Officers for this year were Frances Wooden, vice-president, Marjorie Wilson, secretary, and Peggy Poinsett, treasurer. Finally, we became upperclassmen, which was really GOOD NEWS. This meant, that as juniors we would be able to sponsor more activities than ever before, but we soon discovered that we had no TIME ON OUR HANDS. We inherited the ice cream business which, DAY BY DAY, accumulated a little more money for our expensive senior year. We received our class rings that year, which were worn TIME AFTER TIME by a happy junior class. We also elected Donald Ditmars, Leonard Klekman, Margie Wilson, and Frances Wooden to the National Honor Society. A girls' basketball team was started this year, and some of OUR VERY OWN girls became basketball players of note. Another new member was added to the faculty Mr. Washville, with a roomful of references for colleges and jobs, became our guidance counselor. Many of us UNDECIDED seniors started on the trail of higher education. Mr. Washville was willing to help us at ANYTIME. The high point of this year was the Junior Prom. Junior girls worked for weeks making paper Howers and decorations. Committees and chairmen worked like beavers leading to the ENCHANTED EVE- NING when the Grammar School auditorium was turned into a DANCER'S DELIGHT. We chose our Senior Play, We Shook The Family Tree. Tryouts were held and parts assigned to be learned over the summer. Ruth Poinsett, WHO served as president for our junior year, had as fellow officers, Pat Smith, vice- presidentg Margie Wilson, secretaryg and Nancy Bechill, treasurer. The ensuing summer was the shortest of them all. HAPPY AND LIGHT OF HEART, we had become seniors. Margie Wilson was chosen president for this most important year. Peggy Poinsett was elected vice-p-residentg Dorothy Senbach, secretaryg and Donald Ditmars, treasurer. The magazine drive showed our spirit. Mrs. Hol- combe's homeroom came in first in gross receipts. Mr. Campbell's, NEVERTHELESS, held the highest average sales per individual. Our first big event in our last year, was our Senior Play. Because we had become acquainted with our roles during the summer, we were able to begin work on the staging immediately. The result was one of the best plays ever produced in Central. All of us agreed there was NO BUSINESS LIKE SHOW BUSINESS. We had plenty of time to cover the town selling Christmas cards. Candy sales gave us another source' of income. This year, we were greeted by another new principal, Mr. Fenton. He was not entirely new to us, since he had graduated us from Grammar School. AMONG OUR SOUVENIRS of our senior year, is the Senior Card Party. Maria von Badinski was the chairman and she made sure no one had to play SOLITAIRE. Amid HAPPY TALK later, we found financial proof of its success. The Senior Trip was the most UNFORGETABLE event. With Mr. Fenton, Mr. Campbell, Mrs. Holcombe, and Mrs. Kuser, we visited every place of interest along our route from Pennington to Williamsburg. NEVER BEFORE and never AGAIN, would we have such a good time with our classmates and teachers. Only too soon, Senior Week came, and with it the Senior Ball. As it was the last dance we would give in high school, we determined to make it the best. It was indeed the LOVELIEST NIGHT OF THE YEAR. BECAUSE OF YOU, Mr. Campbell and Mrs. Holcombe, our junior and senior years were highly successful. IF IT HADN'T BEEN FOR YOU, our projects might not have turned out so well. Your gentle pushes kept us on the right track. Graduation came, too. We suddenly realized how much Central meant to us. That little piece of pap-er was symbolic of our four years in high school. It showed that we had graduated, but it left out all the little events that made it worthwhile.