Monaca High School - Acanom Yearbook (Monaca, PA)

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YACIFAPlCDlW Memories Editor ........ . . George Petrus Assistant Editor . . . .... Gertrude Burek Business Manager ..., . . .Steve Ogrizek Circulation Manager ............ David Sinclair Assistant Circulation Manager . .George Brummitt Production Manager ,........, Betty Jane Figley Assistant Production Manager ..... Mary Turbish Historian ..................,, Marion Miller Calendar . . . . . Ray Heckerman Organization . . , . . . Jean Adamson ANNUAL STAFF First Row-G. Petrus, G. Burek, R. Heck erman, N. Coombs, M, Miller. Second Row-D. Sabella, V. Bucuren, B J. Figley, A. Johnston, D. Armstrong Third Row-J. Adamson, M. Turbish, H Schuller, W. J. Mecklen, G. Brummitt Fourth Row-V. Bobish, S. Ogrizek, J McCullough, D. Sinclair, E. Scogna. Fifth Row-W. McComb, C. Swink. . . I 9 4 . . i 1 0 0 0 0 William McComb P I - B . . . . . emma S Cys Jack McCullough l Wilma Jean Mecklem Personals-Girls . . . . . . Alice Johnston A N . M. N- Calvin Swink T ellcs Dan Sabella Class Will . .... Nancy Coombs Prophecy . . Typists . . . 127- . ...... Emma Scogna Dorothy Armstrong Helen Schuller A Virginia Bucuren Vera Bobish

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U 9 0 P AX S STEVE TURBISH ' sficriisiowi Sgro 'a stew LEO LUCCI Baseball 3 ChOrU54 l've Got o Pocketfull o Dreams Swing Low, Sweet Rhythm ir We've Come a Long Way Together CLASS HI TORY From the time the beat of our hearts told us we were Sophomores till our grand finale as grad- uates of Monaco High School, our School Days have been o score of pleasant memories. Our first doy in high school shall never be forgotten, nor shall our Sophomore Class officers: President ....... Emma Scogna Vice President . .Jock McCullough Secretary ..,..... Gertrude Burek Treasurer ....., George Brummitt nor our Student Council members-Radietto Dunn ond Roy Heckermon-nor the aid and guidance of our capable leader, Miss Vida M. Bish. Our social whirls consisted mainly of several parties ond dances, the most important of which was the Sophomore Hop on May l4, l94O. When September rolled around again, our symphony started with new life and vigor, for now we were Juniors. Our Student Council members were Emma Scogna and Jack McCullough, and the position of director was token over by Mr. Donald Reader. We really had something to cheer for when Helen Schuller ond Betty Jane Figley were elected our class cheerleaders. To raise money for the oll-important Junior-Senior Prom we sold Hallowe'en peanut brittle, and wreaths ot Christ- mas time, as well as presenting Heart Trouble, our closs play, which proved to be a splendid suc- cess due to the guidance of Mr. Glass, o superb cast, and well organized, efficient committees. The arrival of our class rings made us swell with pride, for now we were indeed full-fledged Juniors. Just one more year to go. At last our long hoped-for goal was in clear view as we entered the halls of Monaco High for our lost and most important year. First of all we elected our class officers: President ...... Jack McCullough Vice President. .Dorothy Armstrong Secretary .,...,... Mary Turbish Treasurer .,...... Marion Miller and our Student Council members-George Petrus and Helen Schuller. This last and most thrilling score was conducted by Grant Beighey, and the harmony increased as it was inspired by common ideals and ambitions. Our Senior Class Play, Crazy House, was o successful comedy, thanks again to the direction of Mr. Glass. Nome cards, Senior pictures, and preliminaries to final graduation filled the hours of our School Days in the Little Red School House. ln the midst of activities of all sorts, we found our song ending, and the lost echoing strains told us we were . . . graduates of Monaco High School's Class of '42. 126-

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Soi C A N O M Lz:fe Is a Song Ui-ILEIIIIIAR 7:30-Oh Johnny l I't's time to get up. 7:35-Shucks, there goes mother, Rocking My Dream Boat again. Doesn't 7:45 she know that l'm in a Hoe-Down Groove this morning? - Good Morning Delilah. Where is mother this morning? Oh yes, I remember, she went Around the Corner to see father who's All Alone at the Station. 8:00-Since I have found alittle time I might as well stop for Jim. Some- where Along the Trail to school we saw Mr. Brennan trying to force the morning paper out of Mr. Beighey. 8:30-Activity period with Nothin' to do and Not a Care in the World 9:20 makes a fellow feel sleepy. Gee, How Long Did I Dream? I must have been listening to the Slumber Song all period. -Here I am in Gym class and l Haven't a Thing to Wear, so I guess Mr. Schachern will call me an Absent Minded Moon and then give me a few hard swats Below the Equator. l0:30-Physics class and everything was going fine until I Got Something II:I5 in My Eye, then All of a Sudden there was a deafening roar. Miss Coleman thought the Chattanooga Choo-Choo hit the school. Some Tattletale. -Typing class and Boy Oh Boy do I ever get Blues in the Night whenever I think of this typewriter. The keys on it are Few and Far Between but Miss Hegner still tells me that this one is the Flagship of the Fleet. II:45-Before lunch we listened to Mr. Groleau lecture about Old Mister 12:00 I:30 2:I0 3:00 3:20 4:00 Whiskers, Keep 'Em Flying so you can Thank Your Lucky Stars and Strips that the Rhythm Is Red 'an White 'an Blue and not yellow. -Lunch hour, and I think l'll ask Madalaine to eat with me. She said she Didn't Like Jumpin' in a Julep Joint. That made me feel like a Monkey On a String. -Miss Milliron is the teacher. The subject, English. We know lt Ain't Right to Say Ain't, but Now and Forever to Say It With a Smile. -Good afternoon, Mr. Glass. Here's an Apple for the Teacher. If the BelIs of San Raquel ring before we get done with the Algebra test you might as well throw the papers Deep in the Heart of Texas. -I thought I was Whistling in the Dark when I was standing in front of Miss Malloy's room. She mustn't appreciate whistling because she said Let Me Smile My Last Smile at You. -Mr. Measel thought we were playing Cowboy and lndian. He was about to send us a Rose and a Prayer, but when Mr. Berkman asked him about tonight's game he forgot all about us. - The Boy With the Wistful Eyes said Let's Go Home. So I guess l'II go to My Dream Feathered Nest, but This Time the Dream's On Me. ....28-