New Berlin Central School - Crest Yearbook (New Berlin, NY)

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HISTORY As we. the class of '55, bring to a close our struggling, forlom school days, we reminisce to the first day we attended kindergarten. Here we find the old faithfuls who so nobly relinquished their entire thirteen years to N. B. C. S. Among them are: Shirley Davis, Melvin Fairchild, Betty Fletcher, George Guller, Barbara McQuade, Byron Matteson, Myra Ramey, Warren Sargent, Marvin Slentz, John Spurr, Adlebert Austin, Phyllis Butts, Bruce Camp, Carl Curtis, and Carmela Zorda. Here we find Johnny Spurr crying his eyes out on the first day of school because he didn't want to leave his mother. Upon entering the first grade, we initiate to our '55 class none other than that old progressive lad, Wesley Deacon Stephens. It was in this class that poor Pug Matteson came across the misfortune of falling into an oversized mud puddle. Upon inquiring at the nurse's office for a dry change, the best she could pro- vide was a blanket. All day he went around with it wrapped about him, finding it difficult in keeping the inquisitve little girls away. In second grade, we invite two more members to our class and may we add, in opposite character-- Milton Anson and Eugene Cole. It was in the third grade that Mrs. Lowe would coat our tongues with the hottest, most disagreeable solution ever, if we were caught chewing gum. A show that certainly made a hit in fourth grade was Sioux City Sue with the only surviving member of the four being Phyl Butts. Fifth grade with Mrs. Angel finds much excitment and mischief. This year was when a couple of characters planted com in our teachers flower box. Know anything about that Chet Ca mp? Sixth grade admitted Florence Tumbull, Katerina and Adolph Engel into our happy crew. During this year while on a field trip with Miss Bingham, Johnny Spurr stepped on a dead snake. Miss Bingham cuffed his ears and sent him back to the bus because she thought the snake had been alive. Seventh grade we enter into a new system of classes and are now recognized as the Junior High. As our class multiplies, three more members join the wagon, towering Don Gibson, a sly character known as Wes Fish, our own quiet Mary Ann Haggerty and the most bashful girl you ever saw, Nina Bice. Betty Johnsen, our hit majorette, and Proc Kenyon join us in eighth grade and we carry out a progressive and successful year. Leaving Junior High, another bashful girl joins us as we enter high school. Here it is discovered that we are burdened with more work and responsibilities but eligible for more activities. With Florence Tumbull as our president, we commence to work toward that must exciting event of all - the Senior Trip. Slowly and steadily, we climb the ladder and find that we are on the tenth rung. Here a very friendly guy, Bob Collier, joins our class, and a very sweet girl, Arleene Abplanalp. We also purchased our class rings this year. Our Junior year, with Otto as our president, the most outstanding event was the Junior Prom with Betty Johnsen anu Marv Slentz presiding as Queen and King. Maggie Brennan joins us here, too. Now, at last we are Seniors, the title we've earned and have been awaiting for so long. Johnny Spurr was elected as President, bless the poor soul, never thought he would get us to Washington. To make our class complete, Gail Miner, the girl with the giggle, and Shirley Floyd join us as we wait and work for that eventful day on June 27th, Graduation, one of the most exciting happenings in our life. So, as we leave you, we the class of 1955 bid you farewell in hopes that yours will be a happy and prosperous Senior year. Carmela Zorda

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Dunng the Easter vacation, a group of thirty-six students--the Class of 1955--and our chaperones Mr and Mrs. Green, Mrs. Deal and Mr. Jamba pushed onward to the goal we had long been striving for--Washington, D. C. Enroute to our goal, we made several stops for re- freshments. The New Colonial Hotel was a welcome sight after our long joumey. We visited the zoo and we all enjoyed it immensely. The beautiful capitol build- ing fascinated us as did the Washington Cathedral with its magnificent altars, We visited the Washington Monument and the Lincoln Memorial. By the end of each day, our rooms were a comforting and very welcome sight. Our Senior trip picture was taken at Mount Vemon and we stopped at the Iwo Jima statue on our way home after a wonderful trip. -5351, . 1 L - L ifUi'5 -f3s'i'S??2ffflQiltkifiUi3fi1!7fYf1g5il-1' ' . i ' --tQ I

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. PROPHECY Reminiscing! Does it ever happen to you? My but isn't it strange sometimes what little things will again recall pleasant memories. Such was the case this afternoon as I attempted to drive home from a busy day at the airport and found my way blocked by a train of mail cars. I then remembered the letter I received from Carl Camenga a week ago, as I, Flo Turnbull, sat waiting for the train to pass. I began reviewing in my mind the contents of his letter, which told of the reunion for the Class of 1955, which was to be on Pug Matteson's cruiser with Del Austin as Captain. It was designed by Otto Graham. I had been unable to attend because of an unscheduled flight and the scarcity of stewardesses. The pilot, Bob Kenyon and co-pilot, George Guller had volunteered to take an old school mate, Lora Willis to her missionary post in Africa. Red Backus, another one of our famous pilots, left California early Monday to bring many of the rich members of the Class of '55 to the reunion. Wesley V. C. Fish, President of the Victory Chain and Mr. and Mrs. John Spurr fthe former Shirley Floyd, who are now the owners of several large restaurants and bars in Los Angeles were aboard. Shirley wrote Phyl Butts, President of the Butts Cosmetic Co. only last week. She said Nina Bice led her Temperance Group into one of the bars and smashed every bottle. Some of my former classmates need no introduction. With a demanding manager like Don Gibson, Gene Cole has a very good chance of being Athlete of 1965. Camiela Zorda has her own column in the Daily Bugle, 'Advice to the Lovelom, and re- ceives many of her ideas from Betty Johnsen. That is, when she has spare time from her model- ing at Ramey's in New York. Myra Ramey certainly went places with her designing. Betty Fletcher and Mary Ann Haggerty are partners in the Ritz Chann School. Arleen Abpla- nalp is one of their steady customers. She can afford such luxuries with a husband who owns a chain of garages. Maggie Brennan made a Crazy Otto recording and has been filthy rich ever since. In the same cata gory is Marv Slentz. He struck oil on his dude ranch and is making money by the bale. The advertisement section of the paper informs me that Bob Collier and Carl Curtis are running a sawmill. Milt Anson was just declared champion tobacco auctioneer of North Carolina and Kentucky. Gail Miner is a famous author of children's stories, and Barb McQuade reads many of them to her pupils. From Carl's letter, I leamed that Katie Engel heads the Longshoreman's Union. Warren Sargent and Wes Stephens are important members. Shirley Davis and Melvin Fairchild run a large dairy farm and the prospector of the class, Chet Camp, is in Alaska digging. The roar of horns brought me back, and I noticed that the train was no longer in sight. Just then, I'd be willing to put my rosy face against Nina 's and assure you of a new champion blusher. Adapted from play form by, Florence Tumbull