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

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CLASS HISTORY When we stepped shakily into the upper halls for the first time, took an uncertain look around us, and settled down into the ways of seventh grade, the class of 1950 really began to move. The first thing we did was to sell the most War Bonds of any class in the school in 1945, for which we received the coveted honor of getting a free ride on an army duck We managed to sell the most of just about everything and our projects seemed always to turn into successes. We gave an auditorium program entitled Our People in eighth grade, who can ever forget Art Jerkey gushing forth with Disperse Ye Rebels ? In the ninth grade we launched our Sadie Hawkins dances which caught on like wildfire. Gay was Miss Sadie Hawkins one year, and our mystery tune was How Come, Baby, How Come. We snared the Tribune banner in tenth grade too. We set a new pattern by our unique junior Prom: flowers, southern colonial, and no crepe paper! Gay was our lucky queen and Pete Costa provided the music. Our Senior Year was terrific. We bumped into the milkman on our way to homeroom every morning, no bell ever rang, and we all jumped out of our skin from Miss Kurson's blast on her whistle. Barry and Art always had the most apropos remarks in homeroom meetings. We were proud as we could be of our Nicky who made the all-county, and all-Metropolitan football teams at guard. We were also terribly thankful to Lee, who did so much hard work in getting us the Canteen. Macaulay's parties topped them all and never failed to be a success. All in all we have loved every minute of it and hope that Greeley will at least notice we are gone, because, although we hate to admit it, we're going to miss seeing each other in old H.G. gg. I4 S