James Madison University - Bluestone Schoolmaam Yearbook (Harrisonburg, VA)

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SENIOR CLASS OFFICERS. First row J. Tysinger, secretary; F. Weeks, vice-president; M. Fensterwald, president; M. Eggborn, treasurer. Second row: Ben Partlow, Jr., mascot; Mrs. Partlow, Mr. Partlow, advisors; X. Carter, scrijcant-at-arms ; J. Snowden, reporter; M. Holland, business manager long until we found ourselves in the midst of moving-up exercises, soon to be Seniors ! And then it was June . . . September, for some of us Seniors, meant student teaching or Home Manage- ment House, but for everyone it meant stacks of books to be read and papers to be written. And this year we got not only a new Senior banner, but a new Senior president, Biddy Fensterwald. Capping and gowning was entered into with great ceremony, but the real thrill came when we marched into the auditorium in those academic robes on class day. That night we Forty-Niners centered our program around the Gold Rush. May brought May Day and you remember, Bill, what a lovely May Court our girls made, and what a good time we had at the May Day Dance thai night. That reminds me, will you he able to come up for graduation dance. ' ' 1 know this is a busy time for you too, but 1 do hope you can slip away. Now thai graduation ' s here, Bill, I ' m not so sure I want to leave. I always thought it was sort of silly and sentimental to go soft at the sound oi the Alma Mater, but the other day in assembly when we were singing my throat actually closed up and I couldn ' t see a thing. 1 guess I must have the graduation blues because: Now it is June. Love, Sue 18

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Jortif -(yxiners [Jlno LjoaL fune, 1949 Dear Bil I guess reminiscing is characteristic of the members of the SENK R CLASS, for suddenly I find the past four years I have spent here at Madison all crowding into a few minutes. With a little ache somewhere down deep inside me, I recall jaunts down town for supper; bridge parties; feasts after lights out; phone calls and boxes from home; Saturday night movies; and even fire drills in the middle of the night when we all piled out half asleep with gooey faces and put-up hair. Perhaps they are silly little things to remember, Hill, hut 1 guess the little things are the most important after all, for they seem to pull at your heart strings and tie them very tightly to places and things. My first days at Madison are like a dream now. I seem to remember some- thing about rain and lines of people. There were lots of both. Gosh, Hill, we were mighty green! Hut it wasn ' t long before we were holding our own with upper- classmen, for it was Jane Grant, a freshman, who won the open tennis tourna- ment that year. Beauty was also discovered among us in the person of Jackie Hodnett, New-Girl Bride. Originality and cleverness were not lacking in our Freshman Class either. Proof of this is found in a term paper, entitled From Pantaloons to Scanties, written by a Freshman. Our blackface class night was other tangible proof of unique talent, the leading character being a chicken thief. Mr. and Mrs. Partlow and Ben proved their mettle that year too, for we were thoroughly convinced we couldn ' t have choseri better sponsors fir mascot. And then it was June . . . We, like all Sophomores, suffered from some sort of a complex — definitely not an inferior one, though, for we set out to do big things that year. Much credit goes to Marianna Howard, our class president, for the recreation room that was set up in Ash by Gym, a project that is now inherited by each successive sophomore class. Two important things were introduced on campus that year, too — men students and an honor system. The honor system made us a little more aware of our sense of honor and the men made us a little more aware of our dress and appearance. Early sprint; found us in traditional blackface for class night at Harlem University. And then it was June . . . Junior year was ushered in with a flour- ish as skirts get longer and longer. Betty Weller presided over us that year as we entertained at tea for the Westhampton bas- ketball team and at luncheon for Madame Silvercruz, our class day speaker. Class night program was again done in blackface, with skits of famous men in history. Then a big thrill came to us when we nominated and elected major officers. They were all such grand girls — our girls — that it was hard to choose between them. With MYRA FENSTEE.WALD the excitement of elections past, it wasn ' t President 7

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' BETTY CARTER RETTERER GENA ELLEN GANDER MARIANNA VIRGINIA HOWARD EMILY BAIRD PIERCE Belt Rett, Goosie, Marianna, and Em . . . Seniors are listed alphabetically, with picture page number, in the Senior Biographies (page 19