Milton Hershey School - Acropolis Yearbook (Hershey, PA)

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0-ku Wa! The Class of 1950, being of sound mind and generous heart, hearby publishes its last will and testament. As a group we bequeath the following: - To the Board of Managers, Administrative Staff, and Faculty go heartfelt thanks for a pleasant stay that we will always remember. To the Juniors go our intelligence, re- sourcefulness, and courage to uphol-d the highest standards of our school. To the Sophomores go our athletic abilities, sincerity, and courteous ways. To the Freshmen go our ambition, fortitude, and our best wishes for the coming years. Individual bequests follow: Alton Buck's honor and personality are to be divided among all the Juniors. John White's amazing intelligence is transferred to Lou Mervine. Jere Morrison leaves his artistic touch to Gilbert Murray, and Ray Brinker inherits Johnny Gelet's 'dancing technique. John Har- mony inherits the telephone directory that Gelet calls a date book. It is better known as his Sam Ketchum Diary. Earl Passmore gives his singing voice to Thomas Cooknick, and Bortell is the recip- ient of Bob Saussaman's witty sayings. Bill Fisher's courteous manners, plus a copy of Dale Carnegie's book, How to Win Friends and Influence People, go to Paul Hackett, if he gets his housefather's approval. Bill Fry hands down his versatility to Red Mescan and his sportsmanship to a couple of Joes-Joe Gosik, a Junior, and Joe Kwiat- kowski, a Sophomore-for use next year. C l y d e Kauifman and Stu Pierson leave their tremendous ap- petites to next year's wrestling team, and Dick Vogt transfers his flashing Colgate 7 Q smile to Frankie Schmauck. Rodger Fredrick leaves his job as Mr. gf X nga ft f mga! photographer to Flashbulb Gandy. Sal Lyman bequeaths his razor and razor blades to John Resanovichg Kenny Miller's goodnature is bestowed upon Gus Cobleg and Dave Patterson's athletic ability goes to Don Allender. After careful consideration, Dick Sweitzer decided to give his two front teeth to Di Ben- edet, of Hershey High, who knocked them out. ' Tex Knott wills his loyalty to next year's cheerleaders, and Bill Adams gives his am- bitious attitude to Howard Woodrow. Scott Sundy leaves his physique to Dave Kerwood, and Chick Logan's bar-bell goes to Amos Strickler-for a fee of course. To Barry Love goes Herb Moore's musical ability, plus one copy of Come Thou Sweet Death, compliments of Mr. Albert. Because Fat Hook believes in a firm foun- dation Cand needs one badlyj, he receives Ed Young's barn shoes. After much persuasion, Mike Seaman finally consented to leave Gloria to some lucky Junior. To ease the pain, Mr. Albert consented to give that lucky Junior another copy of Come Thou Sweet Death. At this rate it ought to become a Hit Paradel' song! After opening the creaking door of our treasury, we gather together the last of our belongings and turn them over to the Class of 1951. Among these cherished possessions are a bag of Doc Hostetter's pink pills, Chick Zook's size-7 soup bowl, and a copy of Charlie Sudbury's Facts and Figures? Also includ- ed among our rare treasures is a pair of size-13 gumshoes, left behind by a former housefather. As the final official act on the last day of our stay at H. I. S.- June 5, 1950-we, the Class of 1950, attach the seal to this mem- MQ, f -,,,,, p A . pw. Q ' I 11 ,2 'll'1 - If r- 4 i V . .1 Iml '?71 , r flu. D-- C u s t e r ' s assistant F5 orable document.

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Once upon a time Ctwelve years ago to be exactj, three little boys were about to start their first year of school at H. I. S. As they dreamed of the future, their night of grad- uation seemed so far away that the very thought of receiving their diplomas would always be a dream. One of those boys, Alton Buck, is now our class president, and tonight that dream will come true. So on this, our last day at H. I. S., when we are thinking about the future and what it hol-ds for us, let us look back through the years and recall the chapter in our lives en- titled Homeboys. As the years went by, more boys were added, and the number of members in our class began to swell. After playing Cow- boy and Indian for five years at The Main, we decided to play farmer, so we left our Hshootin' irons at The Main and moved to the farm homes. We soon discovered that it required less effort to play Cowboy and Indian, but we buckled down to our tasks, and before long we were milking like veterans. Time marched on, and so did we. It was not long until we were Freshmen, the big wheels of junior high and strictly major league. Then, almost before we knew it, we were Sophomores and split into three dis- tinct groups-academic, commercial, and vo- cational. Choosing a college, business, or vocational course was a hard job for some of us, but we ma-de our decisions and started to work. It was during this year that we began to infiltrate into the various school activities to an appre- Gaaaa-411311044 coming masters of our respective trades. Well, at least we were getting acquainted with their fundamentals. ' As Juniors, we began to perfect these fundamentals and to work .on the harder, more complicated jobs. These jobs, plus the increase in our activities, had us so absorbed that the year seemed very short. We took our final examinations, and the Class of 1949 left these halls of learning to us. We were now the school leaders, and we were ready to assume the responsibilities that go with leadership. On June ll, 1949, we held our first social affair, the Junior Prom. Much to our relief, it was a great success. On August 30, 1949, we turned the last page of the chapter entitled I-Iomeboysf, and on that page we saw Mr. Harnish give his famous speech- Competition is Keen! We smiled then, but it was not long before we discovered how right he was. Time was now fiying. Our class rings, Senior pictures, and dances came in a rush. Athletics and other extracurricular activi- ties took much of our time. Before we real- ized it, June was upon us. After studying feverishly and sweating it out through each test, we were eligible to receive our diplomas. The year ended in a flutter of activity. We had our Senior Prom, Baccalaureate Service, Class Day, and Commencement ex- ercises all wrapped up in a short space of time. It was a glorious and appropriate climax to the memorable chapter in our lives entitled Home- ciable extent. boys. We also had more 'gl As we go forth into movie privileges. Be- '2 La our chosen fields of cause our allowances K Z work, let us try to up- were increased, some if ' Z hold the standards of of our more romanti- f' Y gg. ,,',if,QQ, Z The He1fSh0Y II1dUS- cally inclined heroes jrgytrkgg 11, A 4 4 trial School. May we began to date. As the ????'7's' ,jf cl QQ, always remember our year drew to a close, ,, mu M gl N, ,. W Alma Mater and strive nazi. , ,mb ' . if We knew We were Q is I l l manfully to make her well on the way to be- proud of us.

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Dear Bill, As I was enjoying the 1960 Commence- ment exercise at H. I.S. my mind wandered back ten years ago when we received our diplomas on that very same stage. Maybe I can tell you a little about some of our class- mates that you haven't heard from since the good old days. Bob McCann succeeded Byrum Saam in Shibe Park's broadcasting booth. He is doing a fine job for Atlantic Hi-Arc. George Tashie, President of our Student Senate, is now the warden at Alcatraz, Where Tanner and Hartnett are inmates. Dillinger had trouble with women-so have they. Ed Smetona is crossing wires for the Bell Telephone Company. No wonder Paul Pug- liese got the wrong girl the other night. Felix Ladzinski and Dickie Vogt operate a night club in Philadelphia, and Bob Sauss- aman works as a comedian for them. You surely have read about Glenn Stoudt in the newspapers. He has stepped into the shoes of Ted Williams as the Boston Red Sox home-run slugger. Continuing in the baseball world, Bill Fisher is carrying bats for the Pittsburgh Pirates, and Chuck New- comer returned to H. I. S. to chase foul balls for Coach Hoar. Jere Morrison is making sausages at Sam Harner's meat plant, where Bob Bettleyon is champion hog-caller. Frank Etchberger and Bill Rubel operate the pawn shop in Reading where Bob Fleig pawns his wedding rings. Gorgeous George Keightley returned to H.I.S. as wrestling coach, and Peanut Adams is a wrestling promoter in Harris- burg's Zembo Mosque, K . It where the next big at- ' -' traction is Scott Sun- dy's match with Mr. America. John White, the fiend with dice, is a bookie at Churchill W. . ,., i n Glau Pwpheuf Downs, where James Ketterer, who covers up as a C. P. A., is keeping his accounts. Earl Passmore and Dave Hankins are still attempting to break through with Horace Heidt, but at the present time both appear to be broke-and through. Frank Utzrnan has returned to H.I.S. as plumbing instructor. The opinion is wide- spread -that nobody can better fill the shoes of Mr. Matthias. u You know, Bill, two of our grads entered the ministry. Reverend Buck was just elect- ed Alumni Chaplain, and Reverend Lyman is serving as a missionary in India. Tom Schaeffer joined the Police Depart- ment in Sand Beach. He recently won a Car- negie Medal for his single-handed capture of Bull-Face Seaman. I was in Washington last week and heard that the headache an-d general nuisance these days was the Weidner-Buker political ma- chine, which was engaged in wholesale tax embezzlement from the government. - Now, however, they are up for trial, and the pros- ecuting attorney is Mr. Kleinfelter. In the field of music we have the eminent Eugene Frantkowski still studying in New York to become a great composer. I guess you haven't heard much lately of Sammy Kaye. Instead of Swing and Sway with Sammy Kaye, the flashing slogan is Hit the Floor with Herbie Moore. We even have some classmates working for the Hershey Estates. Mr. and Mrs. Strick- ler and Mr. and Mrs. Creswell have returned as houseparents, and Dave Patterson is run- ning an elevator in the Community Inn. I guess we all have our ups an-d downs. Well, Bill, I've told ' you all I know about our former classmates. Drop in to see my wife and me when you get to Harrisburg. Your pal, Hale ' tgvlx GL UXXX a t Q wg. 'S L , . . ' 'Q' wg ,Marg -.N -Q5 Xt 'uf fy mos. I 5 'I lx lf nf ' -TWA F I 5 H-J Q1 ff 61'