Rye Country Day School - Echo Yearbook (Rye, NY)

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Histor the Honor Roll, and the winning of the Class Cup for athletics-our enthusias- tic drive, properly channeled, was winning success. Fall, 1955, found us elevated to the position of Junior job-holders Qfor we virtually controlled the school-or tried tol and neatly installed in the inner sanctumn, lovely Room 10, with its too green walls and its too yellow walls land just what colors did they pick for our Senior Roomfflj. Within the narrow confines of these walls, we dealt with the problem of absorbing an education, the boundaries of our minds were extended by Mr. Hall's insistence on the import of abstract thinking , with Mr. Hanson we pondered the plight of the unpredictable English, even Aeneas we found an absorbing topic of conversation Cconsidered, of course, from the Freudian point of view . . .l. To Boom 10 came the ill-fated telegram that sent Betty back into French class with a temporarily blissful smile fitill it was figured who dun it! j. Those were the days when the Bulldog Battalion reigned supreme, when Judy, Glen, and Vicky plotted the perfect crime there revealed for the first timelj and swapped a day at R.C.D.S. for a delightful day at Yale. But our achieve- ments were not strictly social, in athletics we excelled. The momentous defeat of Rosemary was celebrated by a luncheon given by Liz 81 Co. fnamely her Moml, and classes were declared out of orderv that afternoon. But again, we settled down to work, got through a long, hard winter Cvery big in B-ball! Q, sneaked past S.A.Tfs, and were declared . . . Seniors! At-last-after-so-many-years-we-were-big-cheeses -with-a-roo1n- of- our-own-and-new-privileges-and fame, acclaim and . . . Registration Day, a beautiful new wing Qunfinishedl, a beautiful new room Cunfurnishedj, and we felt as strangers. Determined to improve the chilly atmosphere of our new surroundings, we added a huge sign pointing to Q you guessed it! Q New Haven, a marvelously moth-eaten teddy bear, and other foojzzhie articles. Within an hour the verdict was delivered: OUT! In like manner, our new modern furni- ture was carried in-and carried out to be repaired. But still the workmen haunted our abode, yet, undistracted, we plunged into the work that was to be our last great effort before college. Tedium was relieved by frequent notes from Dianeis Cairo Casanova, whose chauvinistic propaganda delighted the history class, by afternoons spent fat Ieannieis insistencej selling Ike buttons, by Wendy's many pow-wows with the man in the black trenchcoat, by a bas- ket of Christmas yummies from Mrs. Brunner, by a dinner Ca la candlelightj at Iane's before the Christmas Dance, by an occasional moo from Heatheris car, by a surprise party boom Cwhich almost interrupted one of 'Yia,s ski excursionsj, and by a priceless picnic on top of Bear Mountain-when Barbe had a bull-fight with a cow, and Hopie, as james Oglethorpe, founded the colony of Georgia. Mo escaped the boredom by making her tenth debut at Choate, while Nicki just climbed into her little red Ford Qwith cameraj and- took OH. And so have passed our years at Rye: happy years of trial, of failure, of achievement. We shall remember the people and the events that have so greatly influenced us during these years of constant change. But let us not ponder too long on the patterns of the past. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task before us: the task of facing the uncertainty of the future, the unknown-Life.

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' H .,,.i.. , ta :k,g. . V kihkkr , ,.,, -1 QQ, ga Q .gif 'L'f 5 5 1 E X Although Ines Schwarzenbach is now many miles away in Switzerland, she is still very much a part of the Class of 1957. We so frequently recall the many whimsical times we shared with her. Ines-a happy, spirited girl in her striped Italian shirts . . . bouncing a basketball fur- iously down the court . . . outwitting Mr. Hanson with a mischievous remark . . . her little mouse . . . her sparkling eyes and her captivating smile. We can still hear her care- free and infectious laugh that lifts the spirits of those around her. Her bright personality remains near, and each letter makes her absence felt strongly. We shall always remember Ines, a dear friend. mmwwaaaaw wfcxsyvn-iwfi pg ,,.:w,+Q:fm,rmsl , f,mnmnn-manure'