Sacred Heart High School - Vine Leaves Yearbook (Vineland, NJ)

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me Leave? But I’ve reached the end of my history and the end of our freshman year. May every year be as happy and as profitable as this one. In conclusion we wish to thank our class teacher. Sister Aloysia, for her untiring efforts to implant in us noble principles such as loyalty to our School and Church, gratitude to our teachers and priests and above all a great love for God. May we always remember these admonitions and act according to them. We would also thank Sisters Clare Xavier and Marie Emily for their work with us in such difficult subjects as Latin, Algebra. English and Ancient History. We hope their endeavors, always so patient, will not have been in vain. Last but not least we wish to thank Mother Davidica whose work has in a great measure made our high school an outstanding one. Half our high school career lies behind us—what joys are the next two years still to unfold. We have just about gotten over the shock we ex- perienced in September when we found that being a Sophomore was not such a lofty position, after all. Somehow or other, the current variety of Freshmen did not seem quite so “fresh.” nor were they sufficiently intimidated by our superior wisdom.. True, we were much in demand on certain occasions: as, for instance, when a little light hauling was necessary, or somebody fainted, or a second part was required for the singing. Then we were really appreciated! We have enjoyed the novel experience of learning a new language, of doing various experiments biologically and geometrically, and of following (more or less fluently!) Caesar in his campaigns through Gaul. Now we are look- ing forward to the delights of our Junior Year, when we shall have attain- ed to the occupancy of one of those first floor rooms with an unobstructed (?) view of Landis Ave. Our best wishes to the Class of ’33! May they sail on their journey through life as gaily as their four years have passed at their Alma Mater. President ................................................. Rita T. Doerr Vice-President ............................................ Louis P. Ross Secretary ................................................ Gladys M. Borasi Treasurer ............................................ Charles J. Speranza Class Historians—JOHN ARMANO —EDWARD WALSH —AGNES VINCENT SOPHOMORE HISTORY 27

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FRESHMAN CLASS HISTORY September 8, 1932! Vacation over and a magnificent adventure ahead! How could we help being thrilled. The quarter of nine bell found us in our places just a little less sure of ourselves and secretly envying the other classmen who appeared so much at home. The name of the subjects we'd said so glibly before today, Latin, Algebra, English, Ancient History, made us catch our breaths just a little, nor were the faculty too reassuring. How- ever, the fight was on and we must face it! Our first duties was to elect class officers. We went through the process with becoming solemnity and chose: Joseph Le Roy .......................................... President William Rafter ..................................... Vice President Rose Negherbon.......................................... Secretary Adeline Tasso .......................................... Treasurer By this time we’d been introduced to the above named subjects and found them to be. under the skillful guidance of Sister Clare Xavier and Sister Marie Emily, not altogether disagreeable, in fact we were beginning to enjoy them and, I hope, to make some progress in them. The first social activity was the school dance given in aid of the library. For many of us it was the very first affair of its kind and I’m afraid many of us did nothing more on this memorable night than stand around like sheep in the rain, our mouths open wide looking exactly what we were, green freshmen. Even the initiation which took place that night failed to rouse us. However by Christmas time we were sufficiently at home to produce and successfully of course under the clever guidance of Sister C. Xavier, a very inspiring Christmas playlet called “Why the Chimes Rang Out.” A sports dance was given about January eleventh and this we attended with more eclat (whatever that might te) and with very few exceptions we gave up our positions as wall flowers to those less capable of entering into social activities. Mid-year exams followed this event immediately and gave us something more serious to think about. Were they altogether successful? We hope. Well in a surprisingly short time these bugbears were over, our brows once more became placid and lovely (?) and we were ready for another mixing of play with work. Another sports dance, a round of parties, none so successful financially but hugely so. socially. And then the event of the year, the Junior Prom! The hall was a bower of loveliness, the music unsurpassable, the gowns ex- quisite. My supply of adjectives is already exhausted and I wanted to say how much we enjoyed. Well! We just did to the nth degree and here and now we want to congratulate the Juniors and Sister Clare Xavier for putting over so spectacular an event. (I’ve been looking for a chance to use that one.) 26

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JUNIOR CLASS HISTORY In September the roar of an engine deafened the bystanders as the “Spirit of ’34,” containing twenty-five passengers, took oft to continue it’s flight across the sky of knowledge, under the careful guidance of a new but experienced pilot, Sister Clare Xavier. We met with no oostacles until the end of October, when a storm of revelry shook the sky and a forced landing found us near the home of one of our passengers, where we spent a most enjoyable evening. An interview with the weather man assured us of a clear sky and for many days we soared along peacefully until we reached a refilling station, where we found that Christmas was near. We immediately began preparations for this joyous season and for our en- counters in basketball with our schoolmates and although the cups do not repose in our ship, we are proud of our efforts. Unable to settle down, we planned for a series of weekly parties which besides affording us many good times, replenished our funds for gas and the like. News that the Senior Class was to give a “Doggie Roast” reached us and we made a happy land- ing at Indian Head, where we enthusiastically joined in the fun. Since then, every one on board has been kept busy preparing for the most excitable moment of flight, the Junior Prom. We were determined that we. the Class of ’34, should go down in history for that event. On Friday, May 26, the auditorium was most attractively decorated with our colors, brown and gold. Amid a garden setting of palms, ferns, and flowers a very capable orchestra rendered a pleasing program. All who were present can boast of a good time. When the time came for to land, again, and do our part for the lawn fete, we once more came forward with something new and novel which attracted attention and also a tidy sum of money, which we proudly handed over as our share. We have ascended for the last time but all is quiet because we are ab- sorbed in our exams, which, if we succeed, will make us dignified Seniors. The time has come again for us to head toward the hangar where the “Spirit of ’34” will rest for three months before starting on the last lap of her journey. 28