Port Allegany Union High School - Tiger Lily Yearbook (Port Allegany, PA)

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SIENIOIQS NELLIE LOU WENNERSTROM Nellie Lou Sl:e's the shy, reserved type, partial to a place called Otto, and a guy called Bob. She doesn't have much to say but she laughs a lot, which is really better. CAROLYN WINTERQUIST Carolyn Carolyn, our slight and attractive Win- terquist gal, is one of the most popular and active members of the Senior class. As to school work, she is a mathematical whiz, and holds her own in Latin, too. john has kept her eye for twelve long years, and she has carried on a real friendship with her pal, Shirley. WUEENUEHZGQEKAEUYQNMBKNH 21 iS 3 VETERANS GRADUATION E 3 si Q ROBERT CASKEY g 2? RICHARD POLLARD gs E ROBERT SCHERER Q Si Z2 ii!a7Y!1i?U!7EQE?Q53BH!36?E7Y!!iT5!7Eii9R5W

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SIZNIDIQS ALDEAN RITTBERG Aldean Indifferent and smiling is versatile Aldean. What with her jovial and frisky qualities, she has been selected a top cheerleader and regular gal. When she graduates, Miss Snydr will miss a talented student who has that certain something. JANE ROMANIO Jane Jane is a petite, shapely, sophisticated Miss who has a nice voice and also favors that place called Otto. She is an active par- ticipant in all class activities. NAN SCHERER Nan Neat and noisy is this good time gal. Though Nan doesn't always catch on in Physics, she really did a nice job when she latched on to Bud. When she settles down, the airways are going to be out a great, would- be hostess. THORALD SHELLEY This industrious future farmer is so mechanically inclined to rival Edison. Shelley's amiable dimples typifxes that sought - after quality of a friend in need and has given us ample reason to believe he is as reliable as he is witty.

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SENIDIQ CLASS HISTORY One warm September afternoon back in nineteen hundred and thirty five, twenty five bewildered little children marched into the grade school on Church Street, and for the first time they were going to school. The days passed quickly. for everything was so new to these youngsters that struggled through the simple things being taught them. Of course an occasional whim- per was heard because some of the little darlings had been naughty. Then in thirty six, we engaged Miss Tuttle, who guided us through another year safely. Next came Mrs. Shurtz, then Miss Robinson, who at times was forced to scold Port Allegany's future citizens. Our first big event, the Class of Forty Seven, marched into the Senior High School building for the fifth grade. In those days we were on top of the world, that is, until Miss Dunnigan decided differently. Then came the sixth grade which was ably managed by Mrs. Fleming. Seventh and eighth grades were spent by the majority in learning our lessons. Then in the ninth grade the Class of Nineteen Hundred and Forty Seven was reinforced by the aggregation from Liberty Township School. In the absence of Mr. Lynch, Mr. Rathgeber presided over the group of ambitious young students who were hlled to the top with mischief. That long awaited day came. We the Class of Forty Seven marched into Senior High shouting, Make way, Seniors, we're coming through. Unfortunately. it didn't work out that way, for the once proud freshman class was now a green, sickly mess. When the Seniors got through with us, we thought we'd said our last words. No such luck. we survived and continued on, a broken-hearted group for the rest of the year. Our chief accomplishment for the year was a splendid Sophomore Hop. which everyone talked about afterwards. Next we were juniors. the in-between. Our only activity cen- tered around a well decorated gym, and happy couples promenading to the strains of johnny Grady and his master musicians. At last the awaited day came when we could go into Senior High as the Big Wheels. It came and now it is only a memory. Initiation was successful as usual, the Seniors then marched to face all the prob- lems that were presented to them by the faculty. The Senior Play was a great success and will be talked about for some time to come. The class pictures came back and Seniors saw themselves as others see them. Mid-terms rolled around. After consider- able puzzling, all of us made it. When spring came around we were guests of honor at the Hop and Prom. Commencement was here at last, diplomas were awarded, and the Class of Nineteen Hundred and Forty Seven was ofiicially disbanded. Twelve years gone as a matter of minutes, and so, we the Class of Forty Seven, stepped into the world to seek our ways as promising citizens.