Naples Central High School - Neapolitan Yearbook (Naples, NY)

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OUR PLAY Act I. Music I Lights Out I and the curtains at N. C. S. slowly draw apart revealing 37 frightened, awkward freshmen -- the class of 1950. That was four years ago and how we have progressedi Soon after our entrance we were initiated and sold as slaves to the highest bidder. None of us brought what we were worth (so we think.) ’.Ve spent the week obeying orders and then with Mr. Handel as our adviser we really began the act. A Sadie Hawkins Dance, an amateur show, a magician show and a benefit movie swelled the class treasury. We were well on the way to New YorkI Act II. Sophomores I This year we did the initiating and the money from those ill fated freshmen, sold as slaves, really took us nearer New York. Again a Sadie Hawkins Dance, a Christmas dance, a benefit movie and a magician show poured some more money into our treasury. Need we mention the parties v e had for relaxation? Act III. Upper classmenI This year our rings I Who forgets those first few days of being conscious of them? Again with Mr. Mandel as our adviser, we embarked on money raising projects—paper collecting,(and parties), a masquerade Halloween Dance, the annual magician show, and the selling of Christmas cards. This year we had the honor of having five girls chosen to take part in a United Nations quiz broadcast at Geneva. That may determine the career of those girls. Act IV. The Grand Finale — Seniors at last I With Mrs. Keith as adviser we went out to assure ourselves of that N. Y. trip with our magazine sub- scription drive. Our success was unusual and in the library is a plaque in our honor. Our last paper drive proved most successful, as well as the Halloween dance, sale of Christmas cards and stationery. Will we ever forget the Christ- mas turkey dinner at Deloris Tiberio s? - or those gifts? Music I Lights I This time as the curtains slowly draw together we see 21 proud seniors. We ve done our best and now we leave our stage. We cannot go without a last Thank You to our Board of Education, teachers, parents, and community who have made our play possible. 16

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IN THE FUTURE It was a lovely morning for shopping on this particular June day exactly ten years from the day the class of 1950 marched proudly up the aisle to receive their diplomas. Yes, I was really reminiscing as I swung open the door to B. D. Seager and Co., the largest department store of its kind in western New York. Although it was just 10:00 A. M., already the aisles were crowded with people, swarming to left and right of me. Suddenly I felt a poke in the back. Wheeling around, I saw Donald Gelder and Dick Pridmore armed with easeIs,brushes and paint.They informed me that they were co-heads of the commercial advertizing department. After adjusting my hat,I ran smack into Barbara Stempel who was con- ducting her fourth grade through the grocery section. She said that this was a supplement to a unit in geography on where we get our various food products. As I started to leave I saw a big sign advertizing tasty grape juice bottled by M. J. Konz and Co. Just as I left, I spied Dale Trudell and William Mansfield who informed me they were successful in their respective businesses. After such an exciting morning, I was surprised when I looked at my watch and found it to be 12:30 P.M. and I was getting hungry. After scanning the store directory, I couldn’t seem to locate the third floor restaurant. Just as I was about to give up in despair I located an information booth a few feet away. V as I surprised when I recognized Harry Fenton explaining to me (with his hands) the shortest and most direct way to the restaurant. It all seemed so easy when he explained it to me, so I wasn't disturbed when I ended up in toyland. After a slight delay I sat down at a small comer table and waited for ser- vice. As I glanced over the top of my menu I saw a tailored young lady approach- ing my table. Sure enough, it was Sally Koby who now is a successful buyer for the china department. Soon a trim waitress came over, whom I later found out to be Betty Reamer, and served us our omelet. Sally told me that the restaurant bought all their eggs and milk from the collaborated farms of Clair Drake and Charles Bush. She went on to say that quite a few seniors of 1950 were employed at the store. Laura Mao Fleischman is chief dietiatian Doris Lent, Betty Hall, and Marian North aro private secretaries. Those painful periods of typing and shorthand proved useful to them.After lunch I went to the fourth floor fur salon to look at the fur styles for I960.The first model presented was Eleanor Newman, modeling a $20,000 mink coat. She always could wear her clothes so well. As the floorwalker slowly turned to walk in the opposite direction, I recognized Franklin Parshall, wearing a red carnation in his lapel. This is only a stand in Job because he is the store’s Santa Claus at Christmas. Y hile riding down the elevator I noticed a colorful billing of a musical program coming soon to the local auditorium. Top billing was given to soprano, Rosalie Cornish, who was to be accompanied by Deloris Tiberio. I was pleased to find these girls had gone on with their musical talents. As I looked away I saw Janet Fisher simply loaded down with bundles. When I inquired what she had so many packages for, she replied that it was a weekend’s supply of groceries for her family. Feeling a bit dizzy, I got off the elevator only to hear the familiar voice of Leonard Guerrette telling a group of ladies the value of using Lusto Floor Wax for floors that shine beautifully. I meant to stop and listen only a low moments, but fifteen minutes later, when I left, I had a year’s supply of Lusto Floor Wax for the floors---------• No v onder he’s considered top salesman on the staff. When at 5:30 I wandered wearily out of the store, I saw that we were having just a local thunderstorm. I hailed a cab only to see Donald Gerould smiling back at me from the driver's seat. I settled back against the seat, thinking how wonderful it was to see all the class members again after that June in 1950 when we all chose different courses of life to follow. 18