Mayville Central High School - Pacemaker Yearbook (Mayville, NY)

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fs 'E ,s, a 1950 THE PACEMAKER That afternoon we went to a baseball game between Mayville and Sherman, and Sound that Keith Gooey Ross was coach of the Mayville team. Gooey was the former basketball star of MCS. At the ball game we saw Corky Hull who told us he was working for B. 8z E, in Dunkirk as a master electrician. The next day we stopped to see Mrs. Edward Robbins, who used to be Marlene Loomis. There we found Louise Webber, who was acting as interior decorator for Marlene's home. Just then Bud came home and told Marlene he had invited Art Geertson for dinner. Art was employed as foreman at Art Metal in Jamestown where Bud had just recently been promoted to assistant manager. Suddenly the doorbell rang and in walked, of all people, Ray Biekert in a Navy uniform. From the insignia on his sleeve we saw he was a commander. Ray told us that Larry Carlson was chief petty officer on the good ship Morgenthau. Bud read us a letter he had received from Richard Mount, who was in the Marine Corps. Dick was stationed in the Mariannas Islands. We bade our friends a fond farewell and were on our way again. We then decided to look up Charlotte Stage, whom we heard was working at the Chautauqua Maid milk plant as secretary. Much to our disappointment we found she was now employed out west. As we walked toward our car we saw Ross Munson loading milkcans on trucks, Ross told us that the milk plant's chief competi- tor was Charles Quick's Dairy on North Erie Street. The next morning we took a plane to Yellowstone National Park. Upon arrival we set out with our guide to view the natural wonders. In the midst of the huge trees, we suddenly heard something crashing through the bushes and yelling like mad. It was Dave Hansen in a ranger's outfit, running as fast as he could with a large black bear right behind him. Dave was carrying a huge piece of chocolate cake which the bear apparently found very tempting. Our guide shot a gun into the air and frightened the bear away. We went back to the hotel at the entrance of the park and were greeted by the hotel manager, Marlene Little. Our waitress was Lillian Robinson, who was helping Marlene out for the summer. Zada had to send out a letter, so she sent for the public stenographer. After a few minutes a young lady came toward us, and when she came closer we saw it was Charlotte Stage. She was employed as hotel stenographer. Charlotte told us she had always corresponded with Vesta Rater. She said Vesta ran a dude ranch near Tomb- stone, Arizona, This interested us very much and Gladys and I set out for there the next morning. Vesta was very surprised to see us and said she had some surprises for us. She was anxious for us to see the beauty salon at the ranch. When we opened the door we knew why, for there was Nancy Miller, hair-dresser, and Patty Gallagher as manicurist. Vesta suggested that the three of us go to Niew York to see Beverly Phillips starring in 'tLife's Little Problems which was now a hit on Broadway. We changed trains in Tulsa, Oklahoma. As we had two hours between trains we decided to look the city over. We went to the Hotel Sheraton for lunch and there in the lobby sat Stephen Elliott. He took us to lunch in the main dining room. Hunk, as we used to call him, told us that he was interested in oil. As we Walked out of the hotel, after bidding farewell to Steve, we bought a newspaper. On the front page we read that the multi-millionaire, Steve Elliott, had found new oil deposits in Iran. We had no idea that his interest in oil had been so great. We also read of the new technicolor television 'phones that had been in- vented by Richard Chamberlain, the great electrician. Dick has gone a long way since his first job as apprentice electrician in the Westinghouse plant. Returning to our train we noticed that sitting across the aisle from us was none other than Frank Estep. Frank was now employed as chemical engineer at Carnegie Institute of Tech- nology in Pittsburgh, Pa. Before we hardly realized it we were in the great city of New York. The porter called a taxi for us. The driver got out and said, Where to, madam? Then, with a surprised look on his face, said: What are you girls doing in New York? We saw that it was Ted Chapman, our old school pal from M. C. S. Upon arriving at our hotel we called Beverly Phillips. We told her that we planned to attend the opening night of Life's Little Problems. She was excited to think we were in New York and invited us to a party after the stage play. Life's Little Problems was a wonderful play and we discovered that Beverly' was deserving of all the advance advertisement, On the program we saw that Joyce Anderson was make-up artist. At the party, which was held at the Waldorf-Astoria, we saw many old friends. Mrs. Crester, whose husband is owner of Crester's Tile Company, Inc., we discovered was the former Patsy Ross of Mayville. As we walked

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THE PACEMAKER 1950 To Dorothy Harrington and Frank Henshaw, Myron Leet and Bob Berthold bestow their friendly race in scholastic standings. We wonder who will be on top in the end. Beverly Phillips leaves to Joan Swearer her quiet, sophisticated manner in the school halls. To Jean Matthews and Mary Lou Parker, Katherine Pabody leaves her great ability to talk. To Elaine Nosbisch, Louise Webber wills her formula for congenial boy-friend relations. To Patty Raun we leave Don Gage. Unharmed, unused, free of competition, together with plenty of used automobiles. Shirley Stacey, our first Senior to become engaged, leaves to Carolyn Norton her ability to stick to and hold one man. Charlie Quick leaves his well-done task of being president of our illustrious Senior class to the Junior who is the most worthy, To Marlene Dorman, Elaine Damon wills her formula to graduate in less than average time. Paul Weise leaves to all under-classmen his fine example of determination to finish his high school education. Marlene Little wills to Connie Mackenzie her ability to change her mind in a moment's notice. To Emma Barton, Zada Petersen bestows her hard-earned position on the varsity cheerleading squad. IN WITNESS WHEREOF, we have hereunto set our hands and affixed our seal this twenty-sixth day of June, one thousand, nine hundred and fifty. Signed: MARLENE LOOMIS JANET PICKARD .1 CLASS PROPH ECY Thursday morning, May 15, 1970, Ambassador Long received a special delivery with orders to return to the States immediately. This made me very happy as I have been a private nurse for Ambassador Long for many years and have not been to the States since 1952. After I settled myself for a long ride home I began looking around. The airline lrostess seemed vaguely familiar and when she came around to fasten me in my seat I realized she was Florence Chandler, my old school pal. She told me she was employed by the International Airlines, and had traveled to many countries during the year. The route traveled over the North Pole and as we needed fuel we stopped at an airport in Iceland. It was still quite cold here even though it was the middle of May, so I went over to the main building of the airport and bought a hot chocolate. I turned around from the counter and stood face to face with-can you imagine- Katherine Pabody, I was very much surprised and asked her what she was doing way up in Iceland. She told me she had been a Baptist missionary there for the past five years, and that she enjoyed her work very much. Back on the plane it did not take long to get to Washington, D. C., where I bade Ambassador Long goodbye. While there I decided to look up Gladys Legros. She had been working as medical secretary in the John Hopkins Hospital at Baltimore. Ilcalled at her hotel and, to my surprise, found Virginia Moss rooming with her. Virginia is now employed at John Hopkins also, as a trained nurse. Gladys was busy packing for her vacation. We went home to Mayville together and began looking up old school friends. We received a dinner invitation from Mrs. Richard Dalrymple, the former Shirley Stacey. Upon arriving we found Mr. and Mrs. Ivan Tucker. Mrs. Tucker, the for- mer Janet Pickard, told us her sister Janice is in charge of a day nursery in Mayville. Maxine Higgs came after dinner. She is now kindergarten teacher at Mayville. She said she had gone to the Music Festival at Fredonia last week-end. There she saw Helen Howe, who is now Mrs. Bruce Ames. Helen is now chorus director of Silver Creek High School, which received top honors with a lv rating. One of the adjudicators at Fredonia was Myron Leet, graduate of Fredonia Normal in 1954, and later Myron had earned his Doctor's degree in music at New York University. It seemed a small world, after all. We went uptown to get an appointment with a beautician and found Elaine Damon's Beauty Salon rated as tops.

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U . S. I. THE PACEMAKER -1950 out on the terrace we saw Bob Berthold. We talked with him for a while and dis- covered he was accountant at Macy's Department Store. Just then Paul Weise and his wife walked over to us. Fuzz', had never lost his interest in buses and he is now owner of a large bus syndicate. He showed us pictures of his family which had grown since we last saw him. The next day we drove out on Long Island. As we were driving along we saw a sign which said, Rockwell, Wood 8z Gage, Inc. We drove in and Tweedy came out of the house to greet us. The boys were engaged in truck gardening and frozen foods. They specialize in frozen homegrown spinach. We went back to our hotel, and realizing that our vacation was nearly over, decided to pack. The following day we were to return to our individual jobs. Our trip had been so much fun-we will never forget it, for during the short time of our vacation we had seen nearly everyone of our Senior high school classmates. Each in turn had brought back happy memories of the Class of 1950, of our Senior year with all its activities and excitement. These were memories which would always be pleasant and would long remain. -Vesta Rater, Gladys Legros, Zada Petersen. .... -Qb- .- CLASS POEM MEMORIES I was sitting doing lessons The teachers, I know, will miss usg When I thought, now it soon will be We ve been exceptlon-any Smart In history, ag, and art. That I'll have no more lessons or assign- We au know our business and ments We each do our part. T0 DCFDIGX and bother me- Their guidance and teaching has brought us thru O, I've looked forward to this time And Soon it Vgfiu be time And planned what I would do, T0 bid them adieu. When my high school days were over And my lessons all were thru. We nope as each Student leaves And takes his place in the world, Whether in home, business or shop But HOW I Soft of Wonder, That theirmemories will linger, If l'm glad the time is nearg Tho, Wevre far apart? For it means that I'll be leaving And may the fond memories The friends I love so dear. Of the good times together Last on--yes, forever and ever. i . CLASS NIGHT - 1900 MAYVILLE HIGH SCHOOL CLASS DAY PROGRAMME Monday. June 18, 1900 Class of No-Nuthins Motto: True Beginning of Our End Salutatory ......................... George Brightman History ...... .... M aude Dinsbier Quotations --- ..... Maude Havens Essay ....... -- Martha Berndtson Music ..... ....... M ary Bond Oration ..... --- Virgil McConnell Prophecy ..... .... F lorence Carlson Prescriptions --- ..... Edward Keyes Will ......... --- --- Camille Geertson Valedictory ........................... Fay Brightman O COMMENCEMENT PROGRAMME Tuesday, June 19. 1900 Vocal Solo ........................ Miss Fannie Parker Lecture ................ .... R ev. J. Bell Neff Instrumental Solo ........ --- Miss Belle Carlson Distribution of Diplomas --- .... Prin. T. E. Lockhart