Kenmore High School - Kenitorial Yearbook (Kenmore, NY)

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They used to wander hand in hand through the hallowed halls of our Alma Mater, and we often saw them sipping cokes, their favorite Beveridge, at the Alcobar after school. They passed en-Dearing notes in study hall and whispered surreptitiously behind textbooks in the library. They complained about detention and drew up wonderful plans of how they would run the school. A cute couple, these two, and loads of people prophesied marriage. In spite of that, the news of their wedding comes as a surprise to most of us. We suddenly realize that we have left our school days a long way behind us and that we can never return to these old times again. But enough of this retrospect-we'll be late for the cere- mony if we don't hurry. Pushing our way through the crowd around the church with the help of policemen Ed Grant and Larry Phillips who are dressed in snappy blue and white uniforms, we are ushered to our seats by Ed Allaire. We notice that the other ushers are Clarence Olson, Iack Pettitt, Iim Forsaith, Howie Forest, and Harry Elliott. We see that front row center has been taken as usual by the Eligible Bachelors' Club, consisting of lack Leiser, Iohnny Markham, Iohnny Ehinger, Honey Eisert, Chuck Pohl, Bob Moore, Chuck Rowland, Iim Ott, and Don Kline, under the able leadership of Timber Oliver. Everyone is in a state of expectation as the wedding march is about to begin. The organist, Ioy Detenbeck, has taken her place and is ready to sound the first glorious chords. But wait-something is wrong! Elizabeth Ioslin and Ruth Mergler inform us that the organ has broken down. However, Genial Gil Zimmer comes gallantly to the rescue with a touching rendition of Lohengrin on the Iews harp. A hush falls upon the congregation as The Reverend Mr. Edward Gudgel, best man Ray O'Keefe, and the Harris-ed groom enter. Now the bridesmaids, Genevieve McKenna, Virginia Hoffmeister, Barbara Arnoldi, Shirley Potts, Margaret Wardrop, and Irene Moelich, sweep down the aisle. Flower girl Lorena Iames trips lightly in, scattering rose buds. She is followed by Virginia Gary, the maid of honor. There is a gasp of wonder as the bride makes her entrance in a cloud of white organdie. Dearly beloved, we are gathered here ..... The ceremony has begun. There is an audible sniff behind us and turning, we see Romeo Burns weeping into his handker- chief at the touching scene. What is this? There seems to be a hitch in the proceedings. Apparently the best man has mislaid the ring. There is a frantic Hunt before the Iewell is recovered. After this near calamity, everyone breathes a sigh of relief. Now the fatal words have been spoken, and the ceremony has been sealed with a Kiss. The happy throngs pour out of the church into the street. lt is a fine Somer's day, and the Maple trees are in full bloom. Such an important ceremony has drawn reporters from leading publications of the country. As the bride and groom dash lightly down the steps of the church under the canopy of a May sky there is a blinding flash as Bob Donaldson snaps a picture for Life: meanwhile Chuck Smith is dashing off a report of the wedding for The New York Times. We follow the crowd down Delaware Avenue to the local inn and tea room whose slogan is Everything you get you pay for, where the reception is being held. Doorman Clark Beardslee ushers us in, and we are greeted by the manager, Dick Prudhomme. The lobby is overrun with bell-hops and elevator boys whom we recognize as Jim Logan, Chuck Sheppy, Ed Habicht, Iim Murdock, Bob Steward, and Hank Kolk. The Eligible Bachelors' Club again puts in an appearance singing their theme song, Fools Rush in, with gusto, and rushing toward the candy girls Ruth Tarbell, Lois Bixby, Teddy Bleck, Mary Eleanor McVay, and lean Erisman, who are Petrie-fied. Everyone turns Green with envy at the sight of the wedding gifts which Dick Bretherton and Pat Hansen are bringing in in a wheel barrow. Bob Hartman and Norma Sjoden and Don Reichert and Marge Stewart are oblivious of their surroundings as they dance to the music of Cliff Hoag and his Tubadors who include Frank Lumney, Howie Slavan, Bob Wiedemann, Dean Flader, Ardell Davidson, Bob Alessi. Kenny Rawe, and Tom Lauderdale, To You Sweetheart is trying to arrange along with Vocalist Bob Langley, who is at present singing sweetly Aloha. Meanwhile, George Salisbury, the eminent movie producer, screen tests with all the good looking girls. To our surprise we find Gertrude Mullen and

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Senior Class Will We, the class of 1941, being of moderate intelligence and of superior good will toward our fellowmen, do hereby give, present, donate, bequeath, and leave the following hoarded treasures in our last will and testament in this ensuing manner, that is to say: 13 Ioe Kiebala leaves to any bewildered sophomore the answers, filed and tabulated, to the question, What you know, Joe? 23 Mary Ellen Dent leaves the secret of climbing trees successfully f?3 to any young aspirant for the title of Tarzana. 33 In order to further complicate the issue stating That gentlemen prefer blonds, we offer the following evidence for both sides of the argument: for blonds-Priscilla Aspinall and Dottie Hayes: for brunettes-Shirley White and Barbara Haist. Contro- versy over this subject has been raging throughout our high school years and to some junior we leave the final decision. 43 A booklet by Howie Clark and Pete Massing, hot off the press, entitled How to Be a Glamour Boy or How to Woo 'Dogpatch' Style is available to any sophomore or junior deficient in the art of pursuing the opposite sex with results. Applicants must finish the sentence, l want to be a glamour boy because ..... in twenty-five words or less. All entries must be sent somewhere over the rainbow. They will be judged by originality, sincerity, and aptness of thought. 53 Winnie Bannigan and Sally Hooper fdon't ask us why3 leave their most valued posses- sion, a silver-plated statue of Yehoodi, to Roger Moore and Donald Perrin. 63 As good luck insurance and to abolish all fear of possibly losing the long coveted football trophy, we are proud to leave the ability of Don Wheelock, Bill Olin, Iohnny Paar, Chuck Schack, lim Maley, Chuck Monroe, Lloyd Michael, and Dick Ebling. fHats off every one!3 73 If you long to be the life of the party as any wide awake future senior should, you can easily realize your ambitions by taking Six Easy Lessons From Madame La Hochheimer. tlf Madame likes you, the lessons are free. If she doesn't, they are reasonably priced at 55.00 per.3 83 Mary Iayne Quigley, Shirley Abbott, and Ruth Turner bequeath their artistic talents to aid the Kenitorial of 1942 in maintaining the decorative value of the book. 93 Bob McCormick, Alfred Weikal, and Dorothy Beck leave to any despondent red head, a hank of their own red hair. 103 Do you under classmen want a dimple? Eloise Logan, Pat Dory, and Faye Seelbach will gladly rent theirs for festive occasions at a nominal charge. Apply at No. 10 Lullaby Lane. ll3 The cutest couple K. H. S. has to offer, Peggy Mason and Al Twing, leave to another pair of faithfuls their faculty for remembering one another. 123 The Betty Crockers of our Alma Mater, Arlene Tenbrook, Bea Perry, Lois George, and Betty Miller leave their favorite recipes to other connoisseurs. 133 In answer to Miss Strong's ardent prayers, we leave the clever acting ability of Betty Goebel, lean Clark, Ruth Fitch, Don Martindale, and Clark Iohns. 143 Are you in favor of home work? No? To you we donate a super large can of choice brain food recommended by Marilyn Roesicke and Bob Erickson, who are able to both comprehend lessons and have a good time. 153 Upon entering the new school, we, the class of 1941, found said building entirely devoid of any traditions. Through the aid, cooperation, and assistance of Mr. Frederick Grefe, our own capable adviser, who has contributed to our success as a class, we are able to leave the skeleton of what we hope will become fixed activities. 163 To any collection of photographs, Shirley Baisch leaves her varied collection of pictures of our soldier boy Bob Evans. 173 California's gift to Kenmore High School, Vernon Harle, leaves a leaflet entitled How To Win Friends and Influence People While Traveling. 1 183 We leave a long earned rest to Dick Grier, our super Student Council president. 193 To alleviate the dullness of most study halls, we leave the humor of Dorothy Lewis. 203 To Mr. Wilson, one of the newer additions to our happy family, we leave a carload of orchids for helping us in our ups and downs. , 213 Don Hit the Road Brandt leaves his reputation as a big dame hunter to lim. Coleman and Don Freudenburger. , In witness whereof we have affixed our names on this seventeenth day of May, year of 1941. ' PATRICIA HANSEN, IEAN ERISMAN. 21

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Class Prophecy Bob Boyne next to us, playing tic-tac-toe on the back of Bruce Leonard's White shirt. Ahead of us sit lean Hilt and Elden Iohn, coyly holding hands. Around us we see Tom Arnold and Dotty Lewis, world-famous psychologists, and Everett Woodworth, who is the author of the recent best seller How to Pass Latin Tests in Six Easy Lessons and also Translations of Cicero for the Poor Student. These two books have met with great success among the present students of Kenmore High School. Elaine Watson, the fashion designer and editor of Vogue, is sitting with them, as are Ioe Rawleigh and Norma Ross, co-authors of the current literary hit, How to Play Tiddlewinks and Like It. The magnificent physique of Dick Iohnston, champion tennis player and winner of the Davis Cup, heaves into view in the horizon. He is accompanied by Andy Dankovitch, Kenmore's Millionaire, who, it is rumored, made his money by manufacturing Christmas seals with the help of Patsy Claus tno relation of Santal. Two of Kenmore's well-known citizens are sitting across the aisle from us: they are Betty Gilbert and Don Sullivan. Their fame has spread far and wide. Of course, everyone has heard of Gilbert and Sullivan! Gladys Wilsman arrives on the roller skates which she won in the Feeney Soap Chip Slogan Contest. We hardly recognize Iune Draper, who is with her, and realize that it is because she has Dye-ed her hair. Magdalene Fitchijian, resplendent in her nurse's uniform, stops a moment to regale us with the latest happenings at the well known Hadley Hospital, and Lois Houck cannot resist telling us the news from the publishing firm where she works. It seems that Nancy Payson has just written a revised edition of Mother Goose and has changed the famous lines, Hang your clothes on the hickory limb But don't go near the water, to Hang your clothes on the Hawthorne tree, And I hope you drown, you dope. Soon, we are discussing the political situation and the merits of the various candidates in the forthcoming national elections. A hot argument ensues as to whether Glenn Powers. candidate of the No-Good Party, is more worthy than Tom Lanphear, who is backed by the Anti-Everything Party. We decide that Madeline Parsons, first woman candidate for presi- dent, has a good chance to steal the election with her platform of What the heck. Our conversation is suddenly interrupted by the unceremonious arrival of Clark Dorsay, who breathlessly reveals that after ten long years of painstaking work, tracing the roots of his family tree, he has finally discovered that he is very remotely related to Iimmy and Tommy Dorsey! However, when we asked about his musical ability, he blushingly admits that he is not a very good Fiddler. ..... rouge guaranteed to stimulate the bloom of youth, lipstick guaranteed kiss- proof, perfume strong as a magnet .... . What's this? Why, its Iane Pritchard, Marjorie Paintner, and Shirley Albee, who seem to have set up a cosmetic concession in the lobby. We wander up to ask about business and encounter Gordon Davis, who is indignantly complaining that, all advertising to the contrary, the Shirley Iordan Beauty Aid Lipstick is not kissproof! Meanwhile, in the flower shop, Bruce Henderson is shrewdly dickering with the salesgirl, Rosemary Lane, about the purchase of an orchid. But, Miss Lane, ten dollars for one overgrown iris! It's unconstitutional. We depart from that vicinity in haste. Suddenly a great din is heard in the next room. There is obviously a fight brewing. lane Hambleton, standing in the doorway with her badminton racquet, tells us that the bride and groom are quarreling about how to cut the wedding cake. Why don't they get a Hammer? is our bright suggestion. They do, and the noise ceases. Heavens! We just remembered! We had an appointment this afternoon to discuss the influence of the electro-magnetic ray upon Vitamin Q with Professor Randall Wall of Staley University. We are in the midst of a frightful quandary when the Professor himself walks in. He is carrying his new invention, a retro-active sun-lamp and electric razor combination. At our insistance he obliges with a demonstration of the amazing facilities of his contraption. We are still gasping as he explains the underlying principle of the invention. We begin to think: this always is fatal and we become hopelessly confused. We are restored to complete consciousness only by the wildly discordant sounds emanating from outside, which we recognize as Cliff Baker's new gadget, the Streamlined Syncopated Auto Horn. This signifies that our cab is waiting, and we take a hasty leave of the gay scene. Our taxi-driver, Howie Sanders, whips us to Fairbanks Field, Kenmore's new airport, where we board the Kritz Clipper, piloted by Bob Randolph and Bill Bowman. Imagine our surprise at finding Bill Osborne, Gloria Geisil, lean Wiggins, Wally Cook, and Nancy Rorke as our fellow pas- sengers. Soon, we are high above the clouds reminiscing about the good old days as our plane speeds on. And at this point we leave you, dear readers, in the same state as ourselves-in the air. j . I' I ?' 5 j. ,gpg AS A lu! lg I 'fff-tm at I L is , ghd' ,ZA V , g ,ll Txgvxil N1 0,5 T -ii it Q., to LIN!! 'Z L U ' A ,fly :3 ' ! ' ' ' Ill! Xxx 1' A, V . - . . ' '1- .. 9 ,tj Q E ,fy of ff WWKWIJM' 7 f ll -1 T59 A ! - . fl V If ' YQ Il ,I I I -sl-l al H A K A A ,QW r 'uf w 'fl 1 wr La 'O L ls Y 3 SAL m fg W ll YI 'fx '55 .1 5 If 1 ffh1LAWg'i f?fX if fr! 6 A