Milton Hershey School - Acropolis Yearbook (Hershey, PA)

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9-6 9-8 9-12 9-14 9-19 9-22 9-23 9-25 9-30 9-30 10-7 10-13 10-14 10-21 10-28 10-28 10-31 11-11 11-12 11-15 11-17 11-17 11-20 11-22 11-27 12-2 12-3 12-9 12-9 12-16 12-19 1944-1945 School term opened. H. I. S. opened football season by defeat- ing Hershey High, 7-0, in annual Cocoa Bean game. Cocoa Bean trophy presented to Mr. Ham- mond by Levi Filepas in victory celebra- tion. I F F I Fl Senior Class elections held. Acroynolwfs staff appointed by class officers. H. I. S. defeated by York, 13-6. Spartans played for Maroon and White Dance in Hummelstown. Senior Class pictures taken. H. I. S. defeated Stevens Trade, 32-7. Spartans played for Hershey High Junior Class Dance. H. I. S. defeated Shippensburg, 12-0. H. I. S. defeated Lewistown, 12-7. Spartans played for Hummelstown High Junior Class Dance. H. 1. S. defeated Carlisle, 7-0. H. I. S. defeated Middletown, 39-0. Senior Halloween Dance. Acropolis group pictures taken. H. I. S. defeated Carson Long, 52-0, on Homecoming Day. Glee Club sang at Armistice Day Service in Community Building. Thirty-fifth anniversary of The Hershey 11zd1.a.stria.l School. The 12-1 section presented the three-act play, Ladies First, in assembly. Spartans played for Hershey Junior Col- lege Thanksgiving Dance. Basketball practice began. Varsity letters awarded to football squad. Football banquet held. Spartans played for dance at Swatara Township High School. Glee Club sang at Spring Creek Church. City-County All-Star gameg H. I. S. re presented by Swingle, Bushman, Mc- Clellan, Boyd, and Co-captains Filepas and Smith. Spartans played for Hummelstown Wo- man's Club Dance. Spartans played for Maroon and White Dance in Hummelstown. H. I. S. defeated Palmyra, 44-24, in open- ing game of basketball season. CLASS DIARY 12-23 12-24 12-27 12-30 1-2 1-4 1-5 1-9 1-12 1-14 1-19 1-22 1-26 1-26 1-30 2-6 2-9 2-10 2-13 2-15 2-16 2-19 2-20 2-22 2-27 3-1 6-2 6-3 6-4 Spartans played for Senior Class Christ- mas Dance. Glee Club caroled in Hershey. Spartans played for Girl Scout Dance in Hershey. H. I. S. defeated William Penn, 27-22, in Harrisburg. H. I. S. defeated Cornwall, 43-32. New School I11.clust1'ial'ist staif announced. H. I. S. defeated Alumni, 44-26, Shop All-Stars lost to Jayvees, 25-18. H. I. S. defeated Ephrata, 33-25. H. I. S. defeated Stevens Trade, 50-24. Glee Club sang in Paxtang. Spartans played for Junior College Dance. New class began at Junior College, thir- teen H. I. S. seniors enrolling. Glee Club and SP3-Ttans E3-V9 eXCh3-nge program at Hershey High. H. I. S. defeated Hershey High, 37-26. H. I. S. defeated Cornwall, 48-42. H. I. S. defeated Palmyra, 45-12. H. I. S. defeated Stevens Trade, 49-30. Senior Class Valentine Dance. H. I. S. defeated John Harris, 40-32. H. I. S. lost to John Harris, 37-35. H. I. S. defeated Ephrata, 52-29. H. I. S. rings received. H. I. S. defeated William Penn, 33-29. H. I. S. defeated Lebanon, 37-30. H. I. S. lost to Hershey High, 20-17. H. I. S. lost to Lebanon, 39-22. Senior Prom and Banquet. Baccalaureate Service. Class Day Exercises and Commencement. X I NX xk X l I QV Q X M13-'l 7 yf XX lf

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CLASS HI T0 OUR years ago our thoughts turned toward the future. Our hearts yearned for the Grad- uation March, our diplomas, and the all- glorious day. We were but mere freshmen with courage to face the coming years with all of our ability. The new experiences were great, but though we were green we never quit our stride. Who couldn't recall the junior-varsity football squad, Champered 'by the infantile epidemicj the ninth-grade baseball team, and the field trips- all contributions to leadership? Then as the war clouds broke, we had to make the difficult choice of our life work. We were the first H. I. S. class to face such an experience. Those inseparable memories passed as we divided into three groups-academic, commer- cial, and vocational-but still all sophomores. Wasn't it a'n honor to be in senior-high school, to wear out the kinks in our overalls, to dust off our Latin books, and to try to taper ball bear- ings? This was a great year, and we were one step nearer graduation. There was no football season because of war-time transportation re- strictions, but we were represented in the school sports that we had. Plenty of sophomores were on the jayvee basketball team, and we had our share of boys do well in the intramural boxing, two of them-the Moyer twins-later going to Harrisburg to fight in the Golden Gloves Tour- nament. We were no longer greenies. We were now making a substantial contribution to all im- portant school activities. The next step toward our final attainment was the junior class. Individualism began to be strongly manifested in sports, music, and other extra-curricular activities. Special skills and talents were more fully developed, leadership characteristics appeared, and even our scholastic work improved as most of us began more fully to realize the value of a good education. Foot- ball was resumed with a difhcult schedule, and CLASS SONG Y our stalwart juniors helped to bring the inex- perienced football team to an almost undefeated season. Jayvee basketball was excellent, and several of our members made the varsity squad. Junior class strength was now a definite power and force in H. I. S. activities. We were learn- ing and growing, preparing ourselves for the leadership responsibilities of the school which so soon were to be ours as seniors. The peak of our junior year was the Junior Class Stag Party. Softball provided the competition in which the mighty Preps, combined with an equal strength of Commercials, blasted the Machinist-Auto Mechanic squad in the play-offs to take the championship for the first time. As our final act of the year we elected a true leader, Jim Mohr, to receive the mantle on Class Day. The presentation and acceptance were well done, and we were well pleased. We were eager to assume the duties of our senior year. At last, ignoring the threat of our final examinations, we arrived at the beginning of our fourth year. Now we were seniors. We elected as our ofiicers a good foursome-first-string on our strong football team and first-string in leadership quality. With their help we enjoyed the social life of the senior year-the Hal- loween, Christmas, and Valentine Dances. Many of our group left us at mid-year to seek experi- ence in employment, to join the armed forces, or to continue their education in college. Soon the Senior Prom was here. It was good to have our last party together, meeting again classmates who left during the year. Graduation wasn't complete without gratitude to the Al- mighty in Baccalaureate Service, Class Day, and Commencement. We were handed our diplomas and in our hearts were saying, Fare you well, O school! God bless you! We leave you, but we won't forget you. MUSIC BY JACK OUNAN WORDS BY BAXTER HEIL Now we, the Class of '45, Do sing our song of praise In honor of the school and men Who made such pleasant days. We'll never know how to express Our praise to H. I. S. No matter where our paths may lead, Her name We'l1 always bless. A sense of sorrow fills our hearts As we prepare to go, But even though we now must leave We want you all to know: A finer school there never was - Nor ever shall there be- Its spirit will abide with us Until eternity.

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THE PROPHECY S is the custom, year after year, each class writes a prophecy. The task of writing it befell this luckless chap, so after a bit of bickering I at last took my seat, and with the mateiials at hand produced the following manu- scrip . The writer of this page usually projects him- self into the unknown dimensions of time and finally stops ten years in the future, or he takes a journey to the musty chambers of Father Time and reads the volume that records the happenings of the year ten years hence. I can do neither of these as I do not possess the power of pronostication, nor do I have a map which can direct me over The Unknown to the residence of Father Time. So, after waiting two weeks for the Ahrendts dz Haines Trinket Cor- poration to send me a gazing crystal Qcharged to the treasuryj I write: Gazing into the beautiful silver crystal, which finally clears after quite a bit of polishing by Nelson King, I see none other than M. D. Carl Ludden Crshould be horse doctorj entering his beautiful seven-story hospital, office, and resi- dence combination, which he located beside the Brooklyn Memorial Cemetery. He likes to stay close to his former clients Cmore appropriately- suckersj. I see Maggie doesn't shovel the ice off his walks, but I suppose he has to drum up business somehow. Gazing deeply, we break into the happy home life of a former '45 graduate. It's none other than George Sherman with his wife and their five---ten---fifteen--faw, they're too many to countj children. We all thought George would be in Hollywood by now, but you know how bash- ful he is around pretty girls. Besides, the ma- chinist trade is paying oif. It must be! Now the crystal's fading. I can't imagine what will come next. Now it's clearing. Low and be- hold! There's Constien running down Fifth Avenue with a herd of beautiful girls running after him and ripping parts of his clothes to shreds. Don't tell me he's become a famous groaner, for I know he never had anything more tha'n a frog croak. I see now what the cause is. Stog always was a .ig great wolf, but he CQ should never have A 11- given his famed call 9 N W in the middle of New X O00 York, especially with P W. V 'Ai' men as scarce as they . Eff are. 2 f The ffrystal chanlg- egf? ,fn es, an we see t e f-. Smith and Wise Fix ' 'Em or Break 'Em Q Co. doing a whale of V a business fixing for breaking, baby car- riages submitted for repair by Sherman and Hacker. Ah! The cr5istal's really working. It's even adding the sound effects, for I hear music. It seems that one of our classmates will have a name orchestra. Just a minute. I'll see who it is. It's Maestro Eckley, that tromboning trou- badour from Philadelphia, giving out with some red-hot, slip-horn jive with none other than John Ounan lending a hand in the first-trumpet slot. Red just couldn't play the Elks' Parade without John. You know, I'd have sworn Red would even- tually wind up beating a typewriter as editor- in-chief of the New York Times, not stamping his brains out to some down-beat rhythm that rivals even the famous Spartan Shuii'ie. I'm nearing my work limit, so I'll have to hurry the crystal along. I see Shanabrook still studying What To Do When Ink Smearsf' He was studying that when he was in The Home. And there are Mr. and Mrs. Al Young, trying to put a basketball team together. How about lending them a player, Sherman? They need only one more. Bert Moore has a newspaper and is thoroughly enjoying the article which describes the catas- trophy he caused by forgetting to turn the Phila- delphia street lights on. Guess what I just saw on the sporiis page? That none other than Levi Filepas is finishing his fourth consecutive sea- son bruising the opponents of the Green Bay Packers into submission. Also on the page, in big type, is the 'story of John Bushman's coach- ing career. He just finished coaching Hickville to their first victory in ten years. On the opposite page I see an advertisement of John Storz' night club, the famous Hole in the Wall. Storz has quite a few assistants from the Cla'ss of '45. Al Gawlas is the dancing chorus instructor Cimaginelj, and of course James Zazzie is the official custodian of the mops. Boyd and McClellan are the dignihed co-bouncers. Jim Mohr, with Tait Douglas as his coadjutor, is completing his frugal plans for the quotidian happenings of his hum-drum life. CUse your dictionary for this one, I had to.J No senior class would be complete without at least one of its members returning to our school to work as a housefather. According to the crys- tal, our representive in this field of life will be the one-and-only John Rineman. Last, but not least, the crystal shows Bruce Gill and his 12-C gang sstill in detention hall for the English test they failed. Now the mystic crystal fades into space, leav- ing the fate of the rest of us for anyone to ima- gine. As for me, I'll wait those ten years and 'rind out for myself.