Mercer High School - Hi Times Yearbook (Mercer, PA)

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CLASS HISTORY “Freshmen in high school,” what a host of fond memories those magic words conjure up from the dim receding past. That we, who soon will don the cap and gown, were once in this category, seems almost unbelievable. But turning back the clock to nineteen forty-one finds us entering old Mercer High on the first phase of a four-year campaign to conquer knowledge. We were informed that in accordance with Mercer High custom our boys would have to run the gauntlet of Sophomore clippers, rain barrels, and hazing in general. Following this formal recognition our attention turned toward electing class officials, who would lead the class through a successful year. We elected: President ............................................. Rose Zigo Vice-President .............................................Thomas Harris Secretary ..........:.................................. Ella Brown Treasurer .................................................;...Lee Cotton To complete the task of organization we established as class colors, green and white, and selected “forward ever, backward, never,” for our class motto. Keeping abreast of new subjects, algebra, civics, and Latin, employed much of our time. Everyone, however, awaited spring with eagerness for we were then for the first time to try our hands at social entertainment. All of our carefully laid plans resulted in a new and unusual type of class party. “Club Torrid,” a high spot in the parties of the year was complete in detail even to a “coke” bar. We ended the term successfully by having a picnic and get together at Con-neaut Lake Park. Summoned back to school by the peal of the tower bell, we began our Sophomore year, a year full of class activity and scholastic achievement. Enabling us to carry on business, officers for the year were chosen: President ........................................ Mary E. Taylor Vice-President ...................................... John Strosser Secretary ......................................... Earla Vogan Treasurer ............................................ Paul Long The ordering of our class rings as Sophomores broke all precedents in Mercer High, but realizing the acute shortages we deemed the move a prudent one. Carrying out the theme of our Freshman Party, we presented “Swing Inn,f to the student body as our contribution to the year’s social activities. Heavy schedules and plenty of extra-curricular activities absorbed so much of our time that the culmination of our Sophomore year seemed premature. Hampered by gasoline rationing we were forced to hold our annual picnic at Grove City. However. the good time enjoyed by all is a strong link in our memory chain. Juniors at last and what a distinguished title it was! How proud we felt! Returning to school as if for the first time, we looked forward to a year of class activity. Insuring our success, we elected a group of officers whom we knew to be both competent and efficient. President .... Vice-President Secretary .... Treasurer ..... .... John Strosser .... Eddie Taylor Geraldine Masters ....... Paul Long Page Twenty-Six

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HELEN MARY WINKLEVOSS Vivacious, with dark hair and eyes loves to dance, especially to jitterbug has a smile to everyone. Class Volleyball 1 Arsenic and Old Lace Make-up Committee Girls' Chorus 3 Home Ec. Club 2, 3 ROSE ZIGO Our trim little country lass never seems to miss a class. Rose has won many a friend with her happy smile—-her favorite sport is horseback riding. Class Volleyball 4 Arsenic and Old Lace Make-up Committee Mixed Chorus 3 Class President 1 Home Ec. Club 3 Inter Class Basketball 1, 2 Junior Varsity 3 Stage Manager Arsenic and Old Lace 4 Varsity Basketball 4 Class Vice-President 3 Junior-Senior Prom Reception Committee 3 EDWARD TAYLOR rage Twenty-Five

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CLASS HISTORY Through careful planning and wise management “Cactus Cabaret,” our class party was a social bright light, worthy of the attention of the student body. We shall remember for many years our Junior Play, “Western Union, Please.” It was truly a product of the combined efforts of the Junior Class. Each class member who contributed his time and attention to the play’s production may claim a portion of its success unto himself. Without the splendid co-operation of the class, “Western Union, Please,” would not have been possible. Holding a high position in our school memories is the Junior-Senior Prom. The Prom held the distinction of being the first formal party in our school careers. A dance with that special girl, or a compliment sincerely paid will remain a part of us until all our remembrances are laid aside. Suddenly w'e were awakened to the fact that the Seniors had graduated, that we, next year, would be filling their seats and using their books. With this thought before us we adjourned for our last summer vacation from our Alma Mater. Now the final chapter may be added to these reminiscences, for returning to our seat of learning we realized that this was to be the last stroke of the brush on our canvas of high school experiences. Conferring honors upon four of our classmates, we elected them to the offices of: President ......................................... Martha White Vice-President ............................ Donald Feltenberger Secretary ..................................... Louise Thomson Treasurer ........................................... Paul Long As a booster to our financial status we presented our Senior Party, “Ghost Inn. Plenty of ghosts and spirits were at hand, to be sure, even the music was spirited away. The pinnacle of our dramatic ventures was reached with the production of “Arsenic and Old Lace.” The smell of grease paint, screams, elderberry wine, bodies in the window seat, bugle calls, insane asylums, trips to Panama, and charges up the stairs are never to be forgotten memories. With graduation approaching, let us realize that here as students we have shaped our future lives. Our work here is but a reflection of the service we will render in later live. As time speeds by, let us use it to our greatest advantage. Let us perform each task to the best of our ability, for once the opportunity has passed, it may be recalled no more. The moving finger writes; and. having writ, Moves on: nor all your piety nor wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a line Nor all your tears wash out a word of it. —Kubaivat of Omar Khayyam— —Alfred H. Krall Page Twenty-Seven