Horace Greeley High School - Quaker Yearbook (Chappaqua, NY)

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Jean Scott Nancy Walker Betty Knight Lucy Jones Carol Gorenflo Lois Johnson Sharon Mason Nancy Conrad Mary Rosdahl Margaret Tonery Martha Schuff Bill Wallis Andy Studdiford Eileen Ahern Sally Snyder Mary Rosdahl Mary Jane Kopp Mary Panetta Mickey Warburton Joanne Shupert Phil Kimball Jean Scott Phyllis Sobel Nancy Walker YEARBOOK STAFF Editor in Chief - Nancy Bakken Assistant Editor - Pat MacBride Faculty Advisors - Mrs. Fenn - Miss Joslyn LITERARY STAFF Editor - Joan Scott Jack Diamond Barbara Stevens Joanne Shupert Mickey Warburton Connie Werly Barbara Beckwith Bob Deering ART STAFF Editor -- Frances Settele Lucy Jones TYPING STAFF Manager - Emma Smith Jane Chaleski ' Mary Gaudineer Mary Panetta PHOTOGRAPHY STAFF Editor - Jean Pierce Nancy Dreher John Schaub CIRCULATION STAFF Manager - David Lamb Nancy Keefe Anne Barry John Anderson ' John Twiname ADVERTISING STAFF Manager - Bunny Hutin Betty Knight Lois Cunningham Jane Dwyer Helen Wallis Bettina Wallis Pat MacBride Jack Ketchum Sheila Morrison Joan Walters Pat Frost Ellen Macauley Fran Settele Gioia Grieme Nick Palmieri Mary Cawley Bob Lesher David Bergen Gerry Diamond Mimi Haas Mary Cawley Carol Gorenllo Bill F reyer Dick Blazej Lee Olson Sharon Mason

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l X 4 Y L Q ,Q 1 and 1 5 KLYJ 55- SENIORS On the Night of January 16 at the Blue Jean Party , there'll be Blue Skies in Shanty-town .... memories of the class of '48. Freshmen! These were our salad days fwhen we were young and greenl, yet a little timid. Oh, he stepped on my toe. I know he loves me , sirs,' and ma'ams and Don't be bitter were floating around. But even in those days of homage-for- Houmiel and finished homework, hope of the days to come peeped through. Sophomores! Out of the summer vacation came a class, the likes of which were never seen before. Homework faded into the background of Smitty's bunkhouse, Fishing for the moon and I know he loves me. He called me into the P.O. three times. We gave a basketball dance which wasn't quite up to our genius for originality, but definitely hit the tops in entertainment. Tattered review books found their way in and out of our lives with remarkable agility-especially when aimed by one of our dead-eye basketball players. This was the year, the best year, the year of feudin, and fightin' fTeachers can be so diHicult.J, the dim-lit parties we made so famous, the irresponsible crazy kids who had all the fun and all the A's fno reference-merely hearsay!l Juniors! We were carrying on the family name - Little black sheep who have gone astrayf, Parties, pep, and He just kissed me. I know he loves me. A Blue Jean Party brought out blue-clad Greeleyites to see what we could really do. We introduced Shantytown',, Blue Skies and Shorty's Got to Go. We crowned the traditional May Queen, at a magnificent Junior Prom, complete with the '47 look - program cards. After flashing through our Junior Regents, we smilingly looked forward to being Seniors, exemplary examples for the School. Seniors!!! ! Here we were in the higher brackets. Groups of the ever-present harmonizers dedicated Pass That Peace Pipe to Miss Kurson, and White Christmas to the school corridors. Undaunted by rain, mud or Mt. Kisco, we stormed the football field with hot-dogs. Then we went genteel and gave LEW, E. a semi-formal dance, Falling Leaves, complete with an or- chestra and the new look. Nights of rehearsal, screams and dramatic grimaces led to the extremely successful Night of fanuary 16. We went whizzing along, combining hard work with loads of fun. 4'Kiss me again, baby, nothing makes me sickf' After midyears rolled by, we settled down to a little concentration for the Aptitudes in April and the ever-menacing Regents in June. We'll never forget our years in high school and probably the high school wonit either. Graduation climaxed everything, putting us out on our own. It was great knowing you, School, and being a part of you. You will always be a part of us. O VV ...--. mr ff S it 1 'xg:f!',,31s ,f f 'E L X -' -nf' .1 p 4 if . ,mx Ala ,lx E' J. , A s --s--..' ' Q i e , ' 1:1 giag'-32? .lgg i L .gg ! i JT- T P 'I W li Q is T A ill Q X ,F ix Q J ll W M f T