Kendall High School - Troubadour Yearbook (Kendall, NY)

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THE TROUBADOUR 1935 CLASS HISTORY History, we have learned, is the story of a man and his accomplishments. So, then, our history is the story of gay, young high school students and their accomplishments. A Our history began September nineteen hundred and thirty-one, when'we gayly entered high school prepared to do great things under the leadership of Luther Armstrong, our president. The grown up and sophisticated seniors attempted to crush our spirits by saying that we were the worst class ever to enter high school. However, we were industrious and Helen Shaw won the scholarship award for that year, the first achievement in the history of our class. During the second year we were less industrious and unusually silly and mischievous, when we discovered that we could annoy the teachers. However, Helen Shaw again managed to win the scholarship award. The first meeting of the sophomore class resulted in the re-election of Luther Armstrong as president and in the election of Miss Webster as our class adviser. When we came back to school the next September, as juniors, the faculty despaired of ever making ladies and gentlemen of us, for we had never taken pains to grow up. As soon as possible, we held our first class meeting at which time we elected Challiss Preston to be our president and leader. Miss Coe was selected to advise us and to direct all our activities. Many of the juniors competed in an essay contest, sponsored by the I. O. G. T. and by the P. T. A. Nellie Wing and Lorraine Behnke, both juniors, won second and third prize respectively. As you would expect, our minds naturally turned towards amusement, and the result was that we had several enjoyable theatre parties. In May we held a card party and dance at which we all had an enjoyable time. We entered school last fall, expecting to feel matured and sophisticated, at least we were informed to that effect, but instead, we felt very much the same as we had the previous years. We were privileged, as all seniors have been privileged, to occupy the back seats in the study hall. After a day of school, the teachers concluded that we were worse than we had ever been be- fore. However, We realized that we had to work hard if our history was to end successfully with graduation. Surely Luella and Helen have worked very hard for they are our honored classmen. Miss Brooks, our adviser and Nellie Wing, our president, have guided us safely through the year, managing all work with the assistance of Junior Oehlbeck, vice-president, Helen Shaw, sec- retary and Marion Vick, treasurer. September 29, Mr. Osborn and Miss Brooks took us to see Alfred University win a football game. We had a gloroius time and we are sincerely grateful to those who made this possible. After that, we started practicing for our senior play, Betty's Millionaire which we presented November 23 and 24. After the last performance, we enjoyed hamburgers and sweet cider at Prof's home. The juniors united with the seniors and had a wet coasting party in February, but somehow we evaded any serious colds. This spring we were entertained at an April Fools party, where we were forced to enjoy such things as sawdust sandwiches and liniment fiavored cocoa. May 24, we held a card party and dance which was a surprisingly great success. After that event, we set to work preparingl material for the Troubadour which was published June 14th. All together we have had a very busy and prosperous year. A - ' -Marion Vick Page Seven

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1935 THE TROUBADOUR SENIORS First Row-Schmidt, Vick, Wing, Shaw, Wilson, Priestly Second Row-Jensen, Preston, Oehlbeck, Brooks, Armstrong, Behnke VERA PRIESTLY- Verry Stay As Sweet As You Are 1 Kendall 'Girls' Chorus 11, 2, 3, 433 Essay Contest 1333 Operetta 11, 33: Senior Play 143: Troubadour Stall' 143: Orehestra 143. AMBITION---To be an opera singer. LUELLA SCHMIDT- Shorty So Big Operetta 1333 Troubadour Staff 143: Essay Contest 1331 Valedictorian. AMBITION--To be a private stenographer. HELEN SHAW- Paw 'UA Friend of Caesar Kendall Kendall Troubadour Stall' 13, 43 L Essay Contest 1333 Senior Play 1435 Secretary of Class 143: Poster Contest 1435 Salutatorian. AMBITION-V-To see the Grand Canyon. MARION VICK- Willy Not Bad Troubadour Staff 143: Girls' Chorus 11, 2, 3, 431 Operetta 133: Senior Treasurer of Class 143. AMBITION- -To be America's champion woman fencer. LUELLA WILSON- Luella Daughter of the Land Operetta 1333 Essay Contest 133: Troubadour Staff 143: Senior Play 143. AMBITION-To be a domestic scientist. NELLIE WING- Nell You fit lnto the Picture Operetta 1333 Senior Play 143: Girls' Chorus 13, 435 Essay Contest. 133 1435 Troubadour Staff 13, 43 3 President of Class 143 3 Pianist 13, 43. AMBITION-To be greater than Bernhardt. Page Slx Kendall Play 143 : Kendall Kendall 3 Orchestra

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1935 THE TROUBADOUR CLASS PROPHECY One fine spring morning in May, 1955, I was awakened by the tantalizing sound of my telephone. I raised the phone to my ear, only to be informed that my boss wanted to see me immediately. Well, after all business is busi- ness and though this wasn't my usual working hour I dressed, snatched a bite to eat and very obediently propelled myself through the streets of New York until I reached the New York Times building. As I entered I observed a rather disorderly gentleman coming toward me. The boss seemed rather ex- cited over something. He hastened to tell me that I was to go to the pier to obtain all the information I could from a certain Miss Dionne Faye, famous broadway star, now returning from a world tour. If any of you have ever witnessed the arrival of any prominent star you may have a faint idea of the torture I endured trying to find Miss Faye. Nevertheless, I succeeded in my attempt and immediately began my chase for an interview. As I knew the name of the hotel at which she was to stay, I hurried there only to find the street so crowded I could hardly reach the entrance. I entered the lobby, picked up a couple of suitcases and asked the clerk which room Miss Faye had. I also ex- plained that I was her personal maid and had to take this luggage to her room. After Miss Faye had been safely escorted to her room and was left alone, I came from behind the door and extended her a hearty welcome. She turned suddenly and the expression on her face was one which I hated to waste for simply my own benefit. When the expression faded I noticed a pronounced resemblance to someone I had seen before. We stared at each other for what seemed hours when I became aware that the famed Miss Dionne Faye was my senior class mate at Kendall High, Nellie Wing. Well, I certainly gave the paper plenty of news about her. That evening I decided to celebrate my previous good fortune so I called the Bellevue Hospital where I expected my ol' pal Lorraine Behnke was aiding some handsome surgeon with a very serious operation. Fortunately she was not busy and had the evening free so we decided to go out in a big way and dine at the Ritz. When we arrived the head waiter, a well dressed, rather shrunken little man, came to usher us to our table. As he came nearer, Lor- raine awakened me to the fact that this was none other than Frederick Jensen, the happiest senior in our class of 1935. To our surprise Fritz recognized us and we received the best table in the place. As soon as we had finished, we informed Fritz as to the excellence of the food. He told us that we should compliment another of our worthy seniors for that, Luella Wilson. Of course, we then had to go and chat with Luella and at the same time watch her super- vise a number of cooks in an enormous kitchen. Following this renewal of old acquaintances, we decided to go to the opera, in which our faithful friend, Vera Priestly, had the leading role and opposite her was the Lawrence Tibbet of 1955, Luther Armstrong. The next morning, my orders were to visit the art galleries to secure notes on the latest sensations along the line of artists. I decided that I would need a good secretary to assist me so I immediately sent for one. When I opened my door a few moments later, who should enter but Luella Schmidt, looking as fresh as she had in her high school days and ready for a good days Work. We left my apartment and hailed a taxi. As I stepped in and was about to tell the driver where to take us, I recognized Junior Oehlbeck behind the wheel, looking very content that he could now drive a car and feel safe to look every Page Eight