Schenectady Vocational High School - Voice Yearbook (Schenectady, NY)

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Uhr llinirv Krazy racks bililfi 1 illiililfillililllllOilOiO llOiOIillilOilOiOl WANTED No Business English Assignments Tom De Gesare How to Court .......,... Ramon McCasland A year round swimming season Dorothy Houck A book of sarcasm .....r......... Jane Dill A pencil that Won't get lost ...... Miss Reed Keys that will stay put ......... A Teacher Black home Work handed in ....... Mr. Colby Cure for laziness .......... Francis Canders Our Diplomas .... ........ H appy Seniors .3 3 .99 Mr. Colby- Write about something you see every night. ' Jane Dill- Yes, but I see the same old thing every night. 69 ,B Q29 WHY? ? ? Daffodils are not daffy, Crocuses do not croak, The Weeping Willows shed no tear, The smokeweed doesn't smoke. The snapdragon has no snap, The bleeding heart no gore, 5 -.99 -59 The four o'clock doesn't have a Watch, Tiger lilies cannot roar. The ragweed never jazzed a bit, The best ferns make a brake, So Why be true to nature, When she is just a fake? 6 Henry Ellis: Mr, Bouck, can you be blamed for something you didn't do? Mr. Bouck: Of course not. Henry: Well, I didn't do my English. .99 ' -.99 -A' Laurence: Where I came from men are men. Mary Genre: Is that Why they chased you out? .savory Leroy: What's a go1dsmith? John Palmer: One who shoes horses. 6' .29 Q95 Fuzzy: I used to Work in a Watch factoryf' Pat: What did you do? Fuzzy: I made faces. .3 .3 .95 Donald: Did you pay cash for your new car? Mr. Tefftz All except the battery: I had that charged. 8 .99 .99 Mr. Meade: If the head of an Indian tribe is called a chief, what title would his Wife carry? George: Mischief, I suppose. .3 .29 .3 Irene: They say if there's any good in a man, travel will bring it out. Miss Connolly: Yes, I found that out my first day at sea.

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Shadow Roll Uhr Nairn that I can work if you hire me. Just give me a chance! It was not a usual occurrence for the chief to employ a man right off the bat, but he thought Jones was sincere and so hired him. If he did not prove himself worthy, they could discharge him. Now here was his big chance. He inquired what room the girl might be in, and Miss Winters replied: Room 303-it's the last room on the fourth floor. It's on the east side. The hook and ladder truck was moved quickly toward the building. Slowly, but as rapidly as could be expected, the firemen hoisted the ladder up' the side of the build- ing. The smoke which surrounded them was terrible-it was almost suffocating. Jones footed his way up the ladder as best he' could and finally came to a closed window on the fourth floor. This must be the room-it should be according to the instructions given by Miss Winters. With a swing of his axe he smashed the glass in the window and climbed over the sill. The thick smoke poured out and it was evident to Jones that in a very short time, this room would be in flames. As the fireman went through the window of room 303, he found that Miss Winters was right. A young girl could be seen lying on the bed. Jean had taken a sleeping tablet instead of aspirin and was apparently un- conscious. As he lifted the girl off the bed and started back for the windows, his face turned ghastly pale, and at that moment his memory returned. Everything in the past came back to him. He remembered now, it was his daughter for whom he was search- ing. Didn't this girl whom he was carrying look like his own daughter? Still looking at the girl, he descended the ladder. When they had almost reached the bottom, Jones stopped short and almost dropped Jean as he exclaimed, My daughter! I've found her at last. For there on her arm was a scar which he recognized as one which she had received from a fall several years before. After the excitement of the fire had died down and the girls had been sheltered for the night, Miss Winters looked for Jean and ...ji-,gel 26 her father. She found them talking over the years they had been separated. Although Jean was feeling sorry about the fire, she said, Dad, I'm really glad it hap- pened. Now I have someone here for Gradua- tion Day-and to really knowit's my father I Mr. Flinch said nothing, but Jean could read in his face what he wanted to say. Miss Reed ....... Ann Duzynski .... Ray McCas1and --- Mary Rodriguez .... ---------- Ann Duzynski - -- - Achsah Potter ------ Ann Root ---------- Joe M? Francis Canders .... --- Leonard Szenbrot Jessie Livingston Florence Collins Caroline Yannone ........ Gladys Folmsbee Thomas Pidgeon .... Irene Smiarowski .... Herbert Bond ...... Tim McCormick .... Myrtle Smith ..... Ralph Bailey --- Clara Johnson .... Joe Mazur ......... Margaretta Keller Irene Topetro ....... Pat Maney ...... Leroy Van Patten Irene Poltorak --- George Carl Thomas Funk .... John Palmer ..... Richard Lohman - Joseph Gaworecki Annie Miller ....... Edward Kruzewski Eleanor Hollander ------- Joe Grubar -- - Sam Carhide ------- Jane Dill - - - Bruno Amedore - - - , Don Sawicki - - - - Leta Edwards ----- Joe Olszak -------- Lena Forte --------- Dot Houck Connie Santabarbara Freda Hesse - - - Albert Rossetti --- Esther Richter - - - - Mack Pareene - - - - Albert Kulson - - - Albert ' Rossetti Carmine Baker Charles Lindstead Theresa Domanowska Richard Sowers ------------Lottie Pikul Father: Well, son, how did your .exams go ?77 Albert Rossetti: Dad, doctors say cv..- versation at the table should be pleasant. 1534...

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Uhr Nairn Dorothy Houck: Did the Indians have any fraternities or social activities? Lottie: Certainly, haven't you ever heard of Indian Clubs ? JF 8 .AU Father: What does this zero mean? Leonard S.: Aw, that's nothing! 8 8 J Kathryn Caldaro: Where is Dick Cannon, the piano player? Herbert: He's studyin' abroad. Kathryn: Who advised him to go so far away to study ? Herbert: His neighbors. .8 .29 3 She: . You - . you worm 27' He: Worm? Perhaps, but don't Hatter yourself-you're not the early bird. 8 .8 .95 Achsah: Have1 you more salad. Ann D.: Awfully good, just a mouthful. Achsah: Miss Reed, fill up her plate. 8 .bl 3 Miss Van Aller: The students were so entranced by my lesson this morning that they remained in my class all through the lunch hour. Joe Mazur: Why didn't you wake them up?n .bl .99 .39 Jessica: Last night Mack tried to put his arm around me three timesf' Tom Funk: Some arm. JI .99 .99 Raymond: What's that you got there? Blank: Insect poison. Raymond: Good heavens, you're not go- ing to commit suicide are you ? John J.: All right, Ma, cough up a nickel, or I'll tell the conductor how old I am. JF .3 8 That will be enough out of you, said the doctor as he stitched up his patient. ,p MY DREAM This is Commencement. To some it means the commencement of travel on the road to fame and glory: to some it means the com- mencement of fear and a sad, sad story. Some will ever be the go-betweens who are always picking up the ripping seams. What are you going to be? A sailor sailing on the sea? One skilled in Stenography or one noted for Sociology? I'm going to be a dreamer and dream of the days to come: I'm going to wait for the toiler until he has reached his home. But of all the dreams I dream the dream most dear to me, Vocational, 'tis when I dream of thee. A ' -Mary de Masey GIVE ME A BQY Who can carry money in his pocket with- out spending it. Who can walk out of a crowd that is not going his way. Who has kept the habit of talking to his mother about his affairs. Who expects no favors he has not de- served through hard work. Who will tell the truth even when it hurts him. Who has never acquired the alibi habit. Who looks for the blame inside himself first. -The ,Madigraph. 28 M..