Huntington High School - Huntingtonian Yearbook (Huntington, NY)

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EMPUS fugitn-yes. time flies, hut not so quickly that we miss the good Fortune of knowing Miss Ransom. Her own philosophy, slipped in with th.it ot' Cicercfs, will never he forgotten by her students. Not only in the tldssroom. but also in extrit-curricular activities, her willingness to co-operate is evident. VUL- dedicate the 1947 Hllllfillgfflllfrlll to Miss Ransom in appreciation ol' the many words ot wisdom she has passed on to us.

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FGREWORD OCKERS slamming .is the liist hell rings-cheerleacling practice in the gym- clecorntion for the junior Prom-High Lights Editors rushing to meet the cleacl- line-seniors sighing upon completion ot their themes-these are typical scenes taken from everyclgly lite .it Huntington High. lt is the purpose of the 19417 Huntingtonian to recapture some ot these pleasant memories, so that, in years to come, members of the class of '-I7 will he able to recall more easily their carefree high school clnys.

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BOARD OI: EDUCATION I.eft to Right: Iidward Mathes, joseph -I. Baumer, Clarence G. lirush, Earl XV. Chapple, Ires., Sherhurne If Sweetland, Clerk. Harry bl. Wiireing, bl. Gordon Thomson, Harold H. Street fMi'. Street replaced hy Mr. Howard Olsenj J TOUR OF H. H, S. NE day as I was looking over my 19-10 Hfzzllizlgfmzjizfl, I hegan to wonder how Huntington High School would look to me if I visited it just for a day. Wiistiiig no time in rev- erie, I was soon mounting the familiar steps to the foyer of my Alma Mater. There I found an Arista Hall Hostess, who offered to accompany me on my tour of H, H. S. lfirst on my list of new acquaintances was Dr. Morris, the Superintendent of Schools, whom I found gracious and understanding. Leaving his ollice, I was attracted to one end of the hall where I heard the sound of voices. Opening the door slightly, I discovered Mr. Doty directing his mixed chorus, Olililffli STAFF Sluldiffg. 1.4 fl lf, Rilqfif Mrs. Iirush, Miss liloxom, SL.1lLa . 1.1 If lu Rigfil-V Miss Holler, Mr. Sweetland. Miss Polacek, Mrs. l.yddel. 6 Across the hall the clicking typewriters were evidence that Miss Hale and Miss Andrews were training efficient future secretaries. Passing Miss Taylor's closed door, my com- panion informed me that Mr. Badura, Mr. Mar- lowe, Miss Taylor and Miss Wilc'ox were charting the juniors' history course with Cizzzfivlil and lI ilder.r at their disposal. ,lust hefore we went up the stairs I paused in Mr. Highie's room to say hello as he looked up, with that friendly smile, from his G. O, accounts. Witli a stop at the second floor office I met two alumnae of Huntington High who conducted me to Mr. simpsons office, where I had a pleasant chat with Mr. Simpson and Miss Reeder, who were conferring over the class ratings of seniors. Next we reached the threshold of the lihrary, whereupon I was introduced to Miss Kingston, hriskly shelving hooks. I waved to Mr. Cushman, an old friend of mine, who was working on an edition of High Lights, soon to go to press, In- cluiring ahout a group of youngsters down hy the hiographies, I was informed that they were new sophomores heing introduced to the lihrary hy their English teacher. Miss Twiss. As we went out the other door. I met Mr. Mcffarthy with ,i geometry hook under his arm. A huzzing noise from Miss I5uchanan's room reached my ears as