Oakmont High School - Periscope Yearbook (Oakmont, PA)

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Senior Report Room Teachers Get a Breath of Air Frances T. McNull. A.B. Ethel D. Ray, A.B., M.A. French, Spanish Mathematics Marguerite Ekas. A.B.. M.A. English While MISS EKAS is busy keeping the freshies and seniors nard at work on participles, verbs, book reports, etc., MISS McNAl.I. struggles to keep her bonjours to her French eieves from getting mixed with her buenos dias to her Spanish Alumnos. Trigonometry, algebra, and geometry, don't bother MISS RAY at allg she even has time for a year-around Girl Reserves schedule. A Senior's Pasquinade Four years of adversity have come to an end, and the Periscope Staff suggests to us the reliving of them! If I had it to do over again, there would be some changes made. And how! My freshman iollies would shock the complacent, self- assmting beings sheltered under the protective wings of O. H. S, But good! l'd start out by causing little annoyances like doing my home work on any kind of paper rather than largo yellow or small yellow or white lined or purple with pink stripes as I might be directed. Teachers would not terrorize this insignificant young mortal. Oh, no! I would snap back with biting retorts to their groans and glares of dissatisfaction. Requesting that they cut out the baby stuff, I would patiently explain that telling fresh- man they were now young men and women was a waste of palaver, since in the next breath they belittle them in conversation with the upperclassmen. Oi course, l'd carry on the usual vices, skipping classes, playing hooky, smoking aviclly and cussing a white flash! Being expelled a couple of times would cause the invidious seniors to give me slight recognition. By the time I was a sophomore, everyone would know what a hellion I was. My disgraceful report cards might bring about a decision to study, fthe surprise element you know.i As I began to improve, l'd argue with friend teacher about those low grades, relating to my timid admirers just how I told her! Considering clubs fruitless, l'd spend my activity time writing juicy, gossipy notes in a study hall primed for the excitement which I would cause. Sophistication is the theme for my junior year. l'd be the clinging vine type of female to whom all the boys fall prey. To prove my prestige l'd worm into a clique of senior girls and join the most scandalous sorority. All the teachers would discuss me in little groups in the hallway. At teachers' meetings my name would be prominent. Mr. Reitz would, indeed, have reason to lecture me about my conduct. A senior snob, l'd ignore the underclassmen. With a schedule of the three easiest solids, l'd have time to contrive for a pluperfect place in society. My dates would be the most spectacular men. Always my bearing would indicate to the passereby that I knew a secret. Making fun of the brains , I would boast of my latent academic abilities which might be brought out if I desired to become an old grind. Oh, l'd be out of this world! There would never be a dull moment if I had it to do over again! Whom am I kidding? Myself? Oh, no, l'd just love to do these four years again. SUZANNE SCI-IMIDT, '44

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Senior Class Officers Discuss Class Day Plans Tom C onne lly. tr easu ret: Bertha Gen- 4 eralovic, secretary: Clair Morrison. president: Charles Berg. vice president. . H. S. On Parade When at the end of this year I leave the familiar halls of my Alma Mater, it will not be without pangs of regret, but this regret will not be too great for I know I will live again the thrills, excitements, and joys that were mine in the years I attended O. H. S. You might ask, But how can that be if you graduate this year? That is a simple matter. All my high school years will be relived each time I see O. H. S. on parade. O. H. S. on parade? Yes, listen, hear that music? Of all the schools upon the map, there's only one that has a team of snap. The band, resplendent in uniforms of red and black are marching down Pennsylvania Avenue toward the football field. I'm a freshman again excitedly trailing the crowd on its triumphant way. It's September 20, 1940 and the team is playing the first game of that year with East Pittsburgh. Here they come onto the field, Poppish, Porter, Podufal, Tuminella, Fossett, Underwood, Flowers and others. Now O. H. S. fans are cheering with delight and why not? The final whistle has blown, and the Red and Black starts off the year with a 6-0 victory. The parade continues. lt is March 20, l942 and time for the third annual band concert under the direction of Mr. Wagenseil. The first swing band section of O. H. S. is tops and it helps to add more thrills to my high school career. Though far away this team may roam, they'll always bring a victory home. Or at least they try hard. It is 1943 now and O. H. S. students, looking as though they've lost their last friend, are boarding buses and street cars headed for Oakmont. Buck up, kids, someone is saying, Sure, Glassport eliminated our basketball men in the semi-finals, but remember what we did to the others in our league and don't forget Export and Derry Borough, or the good times we've had going to watch our team play in Pitt Stadium, and how we got the other team's goat by our cheer Horse and Buggy Team. Every game will bring us nearer to the goal we're bound to win. On come the memories of O. H. S. on parade. l'm a senior breathlessly watching the Verona football game. The last game I shall ever see while still in high school. I simply must get a good look so I won't ever forget it. The Verona and Oakmont bands facing each other are playing the Star Spangled Banner. The O. H. S. and Verona flags are flapping proudly in the soft breeze, but much more proudly Old Glory waves over the crowd. The players scattered all over the field, are standing with lowered heads and the fans turn reverent eyes towards the Stars and Stripes. I can't help but think of Ed Mosakowski who left for the Air Corps earlier in the year and wish that he were playing tonight. Mossie was a swell player and I'll never forget him. Hooray! Yipee! The last game of the season and we've won! We've beat Verona! To win may mean a hard, hard fight, but our good team comes out all right. Oh, the parade is so long, it keeps coming on and on. B. I. MacKenzie, D. Zogg, S. Schmidt and myself arguing with Mr. Shuker in American History, basketball and square dancing: parlez-vous francais: attempting to write themes: parties, dances, Senior Class plays, the Iunior Prom, I'll never forget any of it. All I need to do is hear Of all the schools upon the map, there's only one that has a team of snap, and there it comes, O. H. S. on parade. PHYLLIS DAVIS, '44

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Oaicmont High School Seniors, Now Equippe FRANCES LOUISE ABARAY . . . Franny , a future private secretary and present member of the Senior Secretarial Club, spends her leisure time reading and dancing to the latest jive. This football rooter also enjoys typing and shorthandlDOROTf-IY ALSTON . . . Dot collects hair styles in hopes that she'll become a first class beautician soon. Much of Tojo's time is spent on the basketball floor and at Girl Reserve meetings.--NORMAN E. ANDEREGG . . . Basketball is Andy's favorite sport, and to prove it he can brag of having played at Pitt Stadium in two successive campaigns. In March, Uncle Sam called him to his service and now Andy is a Navy man.---M. PATRICIA ANTHONY . . . Pat wants to become a stenographer in one of the branches of the armed forces, This enthusiastic home nursing aid spends her spare time giving a helping hand at the Draft Board. -MARY LOUISE BABICH . . . In other words, Mitzi , enjoys gardening, French, and bookkeeping. Her school years were filled with many interesting activities. This '43 Periscope Staff member is active as the French Club's able secretary as well as being a very active member of the Student Council, National Honor, Dramatic, and Secre- tarial Clubs. In spite of her very heavy schedule, her report card is the envy of the entire Senior Class.--H. BERNICE BASKIN is an up and coming beautician. Her leisure time is spent listening to sentimental music. Collecting movie stars' pictures is this stenography enthusiasts favorite hobbyni-HENDERSON C. BAYNE . . . Model railroads are really fun, said Henny , who left O. H. S. for the VAIZ at Tech. Since the inauguration of the O. H. S. band, he has proudly acted as one of its standard-bearers.--CHARLES BERG . . . Chip , the ardent pool-player and the football fiend, intends to tramp with the infantry after graduation. This sleepy, galavanting football hero enjoys typing and chorus and even manages to keep awake long enough to Ernie to some and Serieux to his amis francais heard Uncle Sarn's bugle call and left O. H. S. in December to become a Navy man. Room lOl has missed him beaucoup .lALBERTA DOROTHY BUCKOSKY . . . Although Sunny , a future stenographer, likes sewing and dancing, her heart really belongs to typing. Iulie , her role in Plane Crazy , will remain an unforgetable memory of good old O. H. S. l-BETTY LOU BURKE . . . Becoming a secretary is Betty Lou's greatest ambition. Typing, shorthand and P. O. D. will be remembered well by this enthusiastic roller-skater. Backing Oakmont's thrilling football games and writing letters fill her leisure time.-MARIE CAMPANELLA . . . This petite senior secretary certainly makes the pin-boys earn their money. Those English speeches in Mrs. Foster's class really had Miss Hazlett's right-hand man traveling in circles.-1 12 act as the Student Council's able treasurer.- +ERNEST BOWYER . . .