Millburn High School - Millwheel Yearbook (Millburn, NJ)

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Edwin lllialdnovieh Though Edwin is as quiet as a mouse and you would never know he was in your midst, I persuaded him to talk to me long enough to bring to light thc fact that he doesn't have any particu- lar hobby: he just messes around. I play at chess, but it requires a lot of thought and concentrationg that's why I just play at it. I asked him whether he had any special nickname and here his brown eyes twin- kled, and he laughed, l'Oh. they call me any number of thingsf, He plays baseball in the spring and supports the football team in the fall. ir , L! ,grlf 1 xx Marie Ncollll Marie was glowingly beer- iaclceted as usual when I sat down beside her. Between bites of the prandial sand- wich all was revealed, albeit laltingly and with much prompting. I like all sports, in spite of the fact that everybody thinks I'm too delicate to play. Boys with green eyes are my favorites, she confessed, and dancing I like, too, but none of that modern stuff! She is def- initely artisticg Seniors, please note! Most of the rest of the conversation was com- mitted to secrecy by Marie's repeated use of the phrase, But don't put that in. Gladys Eddy Fa, sol, la, ti, do. Wllen her voice died away and the theory class had resumed its routine, Gladys opened up into conversation. Interspers- ing her answers to Miss Din- ger with answers directed to me, she managed to tell me all. Gladys's interests, it seems, roam lightly from automobiles t o all-state choruses. School, she ad- mitted, is one of the minor issues of my life. She Con- fesses a love of dining and daneingg social life is her bent. In fact Gladys is an entirely agreeable compan- ion until one starts calling her Giaddy. f I I E refs i a i,fi2?vl lmfwqfbl l 'iJ'1i'T'i'1 I Quay -fl llqf MGH 4 ffffasdf 4 M ul 3 mfs 55 I U , KA 44 xy , N H Q l l 4 y Wai M i I A a W Robert Hamlbriiglht A reddish-brown shock of hair hobbed up and down the hall, arms linked with those of his classmates. A mouth creased in a wide grin, a flushed face, and twinkling blue eyes are but an indication of the joy in living that Bob feels. His studies done for once, he dashed down to the field to help manage the football team. When not water-boy- ing, Mr. Hambright finds his greatest pleasure in play- ing football himself, or any other sport thatls handy. F i Q3 Page 18 THE MILLWHEEL

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l John Palumho Have you heard the onc about the Scotchman? john Palumbo asked the group of noisy boys around h'm. Their emphatic reply in the affirmative forced him to leave the group for more appreciative company. Thus I managed to get hold of him. My favorite subject is American history, he confessed, but my real love is for good, well-baked pies. And that is one place Whcre his good taste is often a liability. ,lohn's black eye- brows and deep, frequently- employed voice might earn him the designation of the dark but not-silent type. Kathleen Johnson There isn't much of anything to say about me, Kathleen looked up modestly from her pencil sketch. The only things I really like to do are swim, play baseball, write poetry and draw. Kathleen is a quiet girl, in fact she has a repu- tation for unobtrusiveness and silence. But actually she isn't hard to find, if you know where to look. Any innocent looking easel cover- ed with human drawings, any notebook or drawing board propped at a conven- ient angle to get her subject in the right pose, is likely to signify the presence of this eager though reticent artist. Evelyn Turner Noise? Exeitement?,' Eve- lyn laughed. Even if I look like the excitable type, l like nothing better than a half-knitted sweater to fin- ish, and a good book. Mov- ies are my weakness and keeping a scrap book of the movie stars is my chief hobby. There goes the bell, I'll have to rush to get to Latin Class in time-that reminds me, T belong to the Latin Club, too. Evelyn scurried down the hall, toss- ing me a broad smile when I thanked her for the inter- view. thllx -. , ,jr P S sa 1- Kg lx gl l I i I S l , og . I vt get 5 'h lli. t 5' N w K , al -fd,- NINETEEN THIRTY-EIGHT Ralph Bowan There was Ralph, stand- ing against the wall at the danceg it was nine o'clock. At twelve o'clock there was Ralph, standing against the wall after all thc dancers had worn themselves out. But is that blond lad as shy as his lack of action would seem to indicate? Anyone who has heard him running a homeroom meeting knows the answer. He effectively dominates the unruly 206 group purely by the power of sharp command. Besides, he could dance if he wanted tog in fact, he's even at- tended dancing school, but he's finally quit, figuring he'd rather spend the time horseback riding. nffggfh fa c ll il ,AX on fx- 'l- imi ii-it N X JT RX X M2 'v-view i l szmzazf J 5-afar.-1 I O wa . Page 17

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Nicholas Rizzo Tony ambles down the hallway, listening-his curly, black hair bobbing up and down as he counts the eye- lets on his shoes. Not more than one syllable, or two, at il time seems to pass his lips. He opens a door for a flustery female, stranger though she probably is. I guess Mr. Salsbury was right when he called Nick the sanest and most courteous of the 205-ites. Nick's a good Clerk, and he is looking for- vfard to an opening in an airconditioning plant after a bit of post - high - school study. It is evident that Nick is a serious type of boy, carefully planning his future and molding the pres- ent to fit it. 1 -' e, i 0 in W . I 552. f Z i Mary Girailbliioirn Here comes Mary with her big blue eyes and those luscious, red lips which dis- tinguish her so decidedly from her companions. She hailed from the clear, sun- ny state of California, and she brought the atmosphere of her home state with her. Concerning the atmosphere it always becomes tense when she first enters but soon lapses into a hilarious scram- ble of giggles and guffaws. Being smart but acting dumb is one of the success- ful tricks of our Coy Mary. But she has a humorous side as well and a reputa- tion, in fact, for the most hilarious humor with the most naive poker face imag- inable. ax Caroline Evans Caroline, dressed in a soft, blue sweater that brought out the blue in her eyes, was very busy frosting a choco- late marshmallow cake. Knowing Caroline, I was sure of the good results of her culinary elforts. I was in Hi-Ho, am a member of Hi-Tri and use up all my energy defending things in Open Forum. I'm told that I have a realistic nature and I know I have a special in- terest in algebra. She col- lects assorted autographs: from Amelia Earhart's to Eddie Cantor's and Mrs. Rooseveltis. Pussy never fails to visit anyone who is sick, her philosophy is that the greatest asset you can have is friends. 0' .-I F Efhggax x gi I if . MQW f QW i 6' at N556 Z, ' -. William Kampp Ask me no questions and I'11 tell you no lies. But I have to know-Y' Ah, well, and then Billy, with the typical Kaupp twinkle in his black eyes, informed me that he didn't have much time for recreation and that he never did any- thing unusual or amusing except--. I knew what the except implied: Hi-Y, of which organization Billy is a devoted member, Spanish Club, over which Billy pre- sides as presidentg and, of course, football, Billy's chief interest in life, unless it might be that his leisure moments, spent in walking innumerable fair maidens about in the halls, are to him even more enjoyable and important. - is - .l wp New 7' lil .I img lisjfgm- ' my 'Til NINETEEN THIRTYQEIGHT page 19