Randolph Union High School - Galloping Ghost Yearbook (Randolph, VT)

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Galloping Ghost Mrs. Simmons, with Mrs. Stokes standing behind her, not daring to laugh aloud. Miss DeLuca was our eighth grade teacher. Thelma and Roma Rice met us there. Because of the unexpected death of Mrs. Simmons we had no play. Mrs. Blaisdell completed the year. We will never forget how we held our breath for Polly Smith in her White gown at the Historical Pag- eant. Norma Morse had her troubles when Joan Haupt and Bob Slayton got hold of the note Roy Haupt sent her. How she went crying to Miss DeLuca for protection. We had a swell time on our picnic at Steeleis camp where no one got into the poison ivy. Our diplomas still have spots on them from the usual tears of Miss DeLuca. In the fall bf 1945 we entered high school with 60 students. We had Mr. Murray and Mrs. Bartlett for our advisers. Our class officers were: President, Philip Mclntyreg Vice-President, Robert Slaytong Secretary, Michele Nicolettig Treasurer, Jean Prior, Student Council members, Colin Gray, Jr., and Jean Hodgdon. Our Carnival play was, In Doubt About Daisy. After entering our sophomore year we found we had lost Joan Haupt, Douglas Flint, Thelma Rice, Chester Rogers, Burton Smith, Donald Patch, Robert Tabor and Bernard Race. This year we gained Arlene Brassard and Alyce Beaudoin, making 54 students. , Our officers this year were: President, Philip Mclntyreg Vice-Presi- dent, Robert Slayton, Secretary, Polly Smith, and Treasurer, Jean Prior, Student Council members, Colin Gray, Jr., and Jean Hodgdon. We had Miss Corson and Mr. Gaidys for our advisers. th With our Carnival play, The Widow's Plight, we walked away with e cup. The next year we found ourselves jolly juniors with two new stud- ents, Ruth Chase and Harold Semling. Many had left, leaving only 46 this year. . We elected as our ofiicersz President, Robert Slaytong Vice-President, Jean Hodgdong Secretary and Treasurer, Jean Prior, Student Council members, Lois Rogers and Philip Mclntyre. Again We had Miss Corson and Mr. Gaidys for our advisers. During the year We held dancing school to raise money to put in the treasury. H This same year we gave the seniors their reception at the Parish ouse. Our Carnival play was, Dad Takes a Rest Cure. The next year we found ourselves as silly seniors and we gained Aline Giroux, George Vernimb and Robert Shanks, but lost Jean Prior, Eliza- beth Flint and Harold Semling, leaving 46 to graduate this year. We elected as our oflicers: President, Polly Smith, Vice-President, Jean Hodgdon, Secretary, Lois Rogersg Treasurer, Erma Ellisg Student Council, Thelma Ordway and Richard Chamberlin. Again we had Miss Corson and Mr. Gaidys for our class advisers. t. This year we had socials, food sales, a play and t.he freshman recep- 1on. Our senior play Was, Song of My Heart, while our Carnival play was Command Performance. As Commencement Week draws to an end, our minds turn toward future planning. May We all look back to our happy days at R. H. S. with pleasure and continue to make history of which we will be proud.

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Galloping Ghost Class History by Weldon Osgood, Thelma Ordwdy, Beverly Osgood and Jack Soule In 1937 thirty-eight of us entered the iirst grade, acting like the best ladies and gentlemen we have ever seen. Of these only eleven are gradu- ating this year. We were too much for one teacher, so we had to have 'two - Miss White and Miss Simonds Cnow Mrs. Gaidysj. About Christmas time we all grew tired of school, so we decided to have the measles. One day only two liked school well enough to stay. Na- omiyleinnings insisted that Ijois Rogers hang her clothes on the boys' side in the coat room until Lois took off the hood on her snowsuit and proved to Naomi she was a girl. We even had class couples then, such as Norma Morse and Frank Barcomb, who had to sit together one day. Then, too, Bob Slayton always saved Audrey Fuller a place for reading class. Miss Walbridge Know Mrs. Nortonj was our second grade teacher. Ned and Betsy Birchard and Phil McIntyre joined us. We had great fun drawing pictures, which we sent to Richard Carey when he was in the hospital. We struggled through the third grade with Mrs. Stokes. It really wasn't bad at all except for the threats and a few broken rulers. We stud- ied geography and to see what it would be like to live in Holland we made butter and cheese and brought crackers one day to school to eat. We shall never forget the little peek-a-boo dance we did at the concert that spring. Michele Nicoletti and Blenda Morey were added to our class this year. Miss Walbridge was our fourth grade teacher. New faces were Lor- raine Hall and Paul Wilson. One bright sunny afternoon we all had a wonderful time picking mayiiowers at the reservoir. ' In the fifth grade we had the late Miss Eaton. She was a little deaf 3 so sometimes when she would not pass enough paper for the back seats, no one dared speak loud enough to be heard and, consequently, they just sat there until she noticed them. It was her last year of teaching, so one afternoon we gave her a nice farewell party. Fred and Orville Gale join- ed us. One day, Freddie, the class clown, made a mistake on purpose and threw some mittens on top of the clock. It was in the sixth grade that Miss Marshall taught us to deal with fractions and draw. We gained, among others, Evatte Dickinson, Jean Prior, Beverly Osgood and Betty Sivret. We used to have a terrible time keeping Harold Staples awake. In the seventh grade the late Mrs. Simmons did a swell job of putt.ing up with us. Everything happened that year. One time some of the boys and girls stuffed Mrs. Simmons' coat sleeves full of paper. Another time she taped Edward Johnson's mouth for talking too much. Aline Giroux joined us this year. We adopted a class poem which shows pretty well our technique about studying. It goes something like this: The more we study, the more we learn, The more we learn, the more we knowg The more we know, the more we forget, The more we forget, the less we know, So - why study ? One day Miss DeLuca came in, backed up to the table and let out one terrific scream. She had put her hand on a stuffed rattlesnake that some- one had brought to school. Well, anyway, she didn't like us too well that afternoon. For our play we put on Elmer and the Lovebugf' Above everything, though, we remember Paul Wilson's licking from

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Galloping Ghost Class Will by Aline Giroux and Paul Wilson We, the class of 1949, being of doubtful mentality and, by this time, utterly devoid of all reason, do hereby bequeath to those who are left after we leave, the following: I, Ruth Chase, do sadly bequeath my nice warm fur coat to Janet Prescott to keep her warm when Albert isn't around - when. I, Lois Rogers, do will my capable cheerleading voice to Bunny Wagner. This is to be used from 8:30 to 12:00 A. M. and from 1:15 to 3:30 P. M. I, Robert Denko, do leave to my younger brother with the excellent first soprano voice, my ability to sing bass, just to even things up a bit. I, Thelma Ordway, do will my horse and buggy to Louis Belisle, so that Louis won't have to solicit rides from other people any longer. I, Audrey Fuller, do will my ability to go out with one and only one boy at a time for more than a week to Pat Brainerd. I, Richard Chamberlin, do will my board and room over at Whitney's to an underclassman who would desire such a position. I, Mary Lou Duto, do bequeath my livewire system of accumulating and distributing the latest news, to my sister, Irene. I, Carolyn Eddy, do will my love of silence and my quiet manner to Edward Brown. Oh, no, not that I think you need it or anything like that, but -. I, Michele Nicoletti, do bequeath my ability to boast and bluff to any- one who will listen. I, Eleanor Goodrich, do leave my quiet and ladylike manner to Carlene Rogers. I, Duane Sargeant, do will my huge physical frame to Richard Brown so he will be able to hold his own in this world. I, Naomi Jennings, do leave my height to Janet Grassette, so that she, too, can get a bird's eye view of what is going on. I, Jean Hodgdon, do will to Elwin Preston, one driver's license, com- plete with charge account for fenders, radiators, broken bones, etc., just in case - well, we won't go into that now. I, Perley Day, do will my low-backed car to anyone who may have a substantial bankroll to keep it running. I, Elaine Davis, do will my ability to keep secrets to my sister, Doris. I, Katherine Laskey, do leave to the first one who applies, my dear old English notebook Cwhen I get it done, that isj so that somebody Won't have to work as hard as we did. Ha, ha! I, Paul Wilson, do will my ability to quiet down in Mr. Murray's study hall to Dorothy Fullam. I, Sally Royce, do willsmy dislike for bookkeeping to Barbara Smith. I, Beverly Osgood, do bequeath my naturally curly hair to Richard Rattie, so that Richard won't have to spend so much money on Toni per- manents this summer. I, Elmer Ellis, do will my love for red hair to any girl in the freshman class who might be interested in Dean Harrington. . I, Polly Smith, do will my roaring voice at basketball games to Bunny Day so that the future games will be as loud as the past ones. I, Norma Morse, do leave to Cynthia Holden, a complete 'translation of all the sentences in the French III grammar book and also complete in- structions on how to cure subjunctivitis. Would that someone had done the same for me last year! I, Weldon Osgood, do leave my comfortable back seat in study hall, said seat equipped with window, convenient radiator, nearby wastebasket and a couple cuds of chewing gum, to anyone of the junior boys who al- ways get front seats.