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

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GALLOPING GI-IOST During the fall of our Junior year we gave our first Harvest Supper. Around Hallowe'en time we had a social which really made a good profit. Junior Dancing School added to our bank account. Also for New Yorkis finances we gave a dance ee- such as it was. Soon the Junior fun was over and we found ourselves in the coveted position of Seniors. Most of our Senior year has been spent gathering enough money and planning for our New York tripg and after it was over, talking about it. We presented Goodbye, Miss Lizzie Borden for the Carnival, and at last we won the cup. As the time for graduation draws nearer, everyone is thinking about all the wonderful times and troubles we've had together. None will ever forget the picnics at Lake Dunmore and Cooper's Camp, or the friendships formed in our school years. Class Song Words by MARY CHADWICK and MARJORIE SHAPIRO Tune: Somewhere Over the Rainbow As we enter our future, School teachings we praiseg And we'll always remember Friendships and happy days. Randolph High, we will miss you Where'er we stay, And our hearts will be with you Although from home we stray. While we have learned to seek for truth, We've reaped the memories of youth together. Our journeys we will now pursue, Discovering life's treasures, too - Our dreams we follow. Now that we have completed Our high school years, We must leave them behind us - A broader field appears.

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GALLOPING GI-IOST Class History By PHYLLIS COWDREY, MURLAN CooPER, NANCY HOLMAN Ah! September, 1943, the day that thirty-nine hopefuls entered the first grade to be embarked on our school journey by Mrs. Norton. Out of these, only twelve remain to see the day of graduation. In the second grade we set up a post ofiice as it was better than note- writing. Margy learned how to be quiet in reading class with a little help from the rear. Luther Tabor joined us during this year. In Grade III we greatly improved our health by the use of Mrs. Stokes' health pictures. We gained Nellie Washburn and Jean Scott. Many a boy or girl sat in the corner because of contests which the boys were always originating. A year later we entered the fourth grade with Miss Walbridge as our teacher. We played games which helped us with our map work and geo- graphy. We started saving Maltex box tops so Miss Walbridge could get some bird pictures. Our teacher in the fifth grade was Mrs. Menard. This was the year for contests. First, in our history class we made miniature floats that were exhibited at Belmain's store. Then we took part in the state art con- test. Last, but not least, the contest of breath-holding became exciting when Carlton Menard fainted. We gave our first big party in honor of our teacher. The entertainment was amusing and really became hilarious when Dorrene had to spank Carlton. In the sixth grade we started our money-making career by selling candy. We gave Jean Scott a Bon Voyage party when she left for Japan. This party was a great success except for a few minor details such as Douglas Morrow sticking a pen in her arm. We learned how to write good letters in the seventh grade and made quite a Treasure Chest of famous peoples' signatures and philosophies. We gave plays in joint assemblies with the eighth grade. We had a few unusual visitors in English class when the snakes from our bavarium de- cided to explore a little. We went to Legislature in the spring and Phyllis Cowdrey took advantage of the season. In the eighth grade we continued our dramatic attempts with our Christmas play, A Christmas Carol. Luther Tabor and Douglas Morrow proved their ability as actors in their interpretations of Scrooge and Mar- ley. Everyone struggled through civics class and we finally graduated and started our trek through four years of Senior High School. At the beginning of the Freshman year our class had grown to fifty- seven. We had fun at our Frosh reception and no one will forget how Dot Palmer proposed to Mr. McQueen for how he accepted herb. Our Carnival play was Sparks From an Old Flame, and went OE well. As the Sophomore year went by and we got to know each other better, we began to think about our trip to New York. We started having monthly money-raising committees which proved fairly successful. We presented Heat Lightning for the Carnival and won second prize. In spite of a little misunderstanding, we had a ine time on our picnic at Cooper's Camp.

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GALLOPING GI-IOST Class Will By LENITA PACKARD, JEAN SCOTT, STANLEY DUMONNT We, the 1955 Senior Class of Randolph High School, being Cat the momentj in full power of our faculties, do hereby state our last will and testament. Carolyn Allen, do will my short hair to Roxy Kendall. Eleanor Barrett, do will my ability at conscientious studying to Fred Farrington. Nancy Billings, do will my shortness to Marilyn Brigham. Shirley Bowen, do will my ability to laugh to any underclassman who needs it. Marilyn Cady, do will my ability to get into mischief to Liz Parker. Donna Camp, do will my position in cheerleading to anyone who feels capable of iilling it. Clayton Carpenter, do will my car to Ray Brown. Mary Chadwick, do will my store of knowledge to Bruce Kelton. Priscilla Chase, do leave my variety of boy-friends to Gerry Tabor. Roberta Chase, do will my sophisticated manner to Catherine May- nard. Rosetta Chase, do will my rosy cheeks to anyone who wears rouge. Albert Collins, do will my height to Cliff Prior. Edward Conant, do will my blond, curly hair to Raymond Chase. Murlan Cooper, do will my easy-going manner to Lewis Chambers. Phyllis Cowdrey, do will my soprano voice to anyone who's tired of singing bass. Phyllis DuClaw, do will my jalopy to Clarkie Campbell. Stanley Dumont, do will my ability to be heard and not seen to Elaine Belisle. Patricia Fortune, do will my home near the Aggie School to Linda Wright. Nancy Holman, do will my ability to get A's without studying to anyone who is a bookworm. Arthur Howe, do will my job as Bill's helper to John Burrell. Raymond Hunt, do will my blond hair to Eva Owen. Carlton Kellogg, do will my masculine build to Bradley Mack. Vivian LaPerle, do will my well-developed giggle to Nancy Hunt. Sarah Manning, do will my ability to behave in classes to Sam Rich- ards. Beverly Mead, do will my job as basketball manager to any willing candidate. Carlton Menard, do will my outspoken manner to Forest Manning. James Menard, do will my car to Dick Barrett Cwho will need it soonj.