Schuylerville Central School - Schuyler Yearbook (Schuylerville, NY)

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SENIOR CLASS HISTORY Well Seniors! We’re here at last. All our efforts were not in vain. How eagerly we all look forward to graduation, but as we look back and remember, we do feel sad about leaving, don’t we? Ever since that first day, when we recited “one and one are two” with Miss Northrup and sometimes “one and one are four” remember?, we have had bigger problems confronting us—but we didn’t care; we had lots of fun and happiness in the meantime. In the third and fourth grades “pinafores” and “pig tails” were popu- lar and “Boy” how the boys did love to pull those braids! When, with our curiosity and interest, we reached the sixth and seventh grades, we had regents with which to cope. But, when we look back, they weren’t so bad after all. We were anxious to be seated in the eighth grade room, and thanks to Miss Myers’s drilling in diagraming we finally found ourselves as freshmen. We were a class of sixty-two students and being young, willing, and inexperi- enced, we were pushed around a lot by our higher classmen, but that didn’t keep us from being “happy go lucky” and free from worry. Remember our Junior High Grad- uation? Feeling pretty “big” and proud we received our diplomas with a smile of courage from Mr. Townley, and we were all set for our beginning (as it seemed to us). As Sophomores, we had our first big social event, “The Sophomore Hop.” That made our spirits soar. We shall never forget the good times we had in our home rooms with Mr. Decker. After a summer of little work and lots of play we were set to go. We were Juniors. The first few months we spent chattering about our summer vacation and about our friends. Then our Junior rings were put on display. We discussed and battled out our choice. We thought they were grand, and still each time we glance down at them we feel a pride and a love for the ring we had earned. This was the time we started saving money for our Senior Trip. We sold candy, tags, and spon- sored dances. Soon after that excitement died down, the class was in an uproar again. We racked our brains for a better idea than any other class ever had, for our Prom. Of course, we thought our idea was the best regardless—anyway for a week everyone’s hands worked like his tongue or shall we say like machines. We were as busy as bees and shall we say, glad to be rid of study hall and our classes. It was as suc- cessful as it was outstanding. We appreciate all Mr. Decker has done for us in those three years and everyone felt downhearted when he left us. The following year forty-iwo of us with Mr. Vanderwerker as class advisor, started our biggest and most exciting year of high school: our Senior Year! Many “unusual” things happened during this year. Edward Fish started the trend of join- ing the Service by enlisting in the Navy. Jack Vanderwerker followed, and then Mr. Vanderwerker left us also, he to join the Army. If ever there was a true friend and advisor, we want him to know that he was both. It seemed as if the months flew by. While struggling through January exams, we all wished that we could also join the Army or Navy. Early in the second semester Mr. Townley took Mr. Vanderwerker’s place as class advisor. He has helped us through our most difficult problems, namely the Senior trip and preparations for graduation. We appreciate all he has done for us and to him wish to express our most sincere gratitude. Very soon, we shall make room for others and each and every one of us will find a different path to follow in life’s woven pattern. Our paths will meet now’ and then, but never again will we be able to return to S. H. S. in the same manner. We hope that the memory of the Seniors will remain in every note of our beloved Alma- Mater and keep echoing through the walls of “good old” S. H. S. 21 —Elaine Reulet ’43

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PATRICIA WALSH—“Pal” “He’s My Guy” What could that bright red hue be in the third row in Miss Healy’s History Class? Oh, excuse us Pat; we didn’t think that you were blushing again. That’s one thing you and Don have in common—for we have noticed several times out of the many that you are together this striking characteristic that you both possess. Pat is interested in becoming a nurse. Perhaps she will follow' her sister and become a Navy nurse. Jayvee Cheerleader (1): Junior High Dramatics (1): Intra- murals (1-4): Service Club (2-4): Local History Club (2); Library Club (2-4); Junior Class Vice-president (3); Sports Council (4): Schuyler Staff (4). JOSEPH REED—“]o F “You’re in the Army Now” Not much can be said about Joe, for he was with us only a short time when Uncle Sam called him into service. While he was with us, he acquired many friends. We shall never forget his jovial manner and his willingness to help others. Junior Times (1); Intramurals (1-2); Local History Club (3): New Drivers Club (3). PHELENA WOOD—“Woodie” “Not Mine” Ever since we’ve known Phelena we’ve never heard a boisterous outcry, or hardly more than a whisper to come from her lips. Phelena may be qu.et, but she has proved very efficient in her school work. Whenever you want io find Woodie, you simply have to look in room ten for she majors in Business and is always doing a good deed for some fellow student who needs help in this or that. The many extra hours of work she has spent on the Burgoyne Crier and Schuyler have been greatly appreciated. Junior High Chorus (1); Junior High Dramatics (1); Glee Club (2); Intramurals (1-4); New Driver's i lub (2); Gen- eral Discussion ( lub (4) : Service Club (4) ; Burgoyne Crier (4); Schuyler Staff (4). HARRIS ROOKE—“Rookie” “Big Broad Smile” From the first day Harris started school here twelve years ago to this veiy day he has never been absent nor tardy. That’s a record you may well be proud of Harris—for you’re the first and probably the last to hold such a record in S. H. S. Harris has do. e a good job in helping our soccer team win the cham- pionship this year, and in assisting his intramural team in basketball. Intramural» (1-4); Service Club (2-4); Junior High Or- chestra (1): Local History Club (2-3): Orchestra (2-4); Band (2-3); General Discussion Club (4). 20

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SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY Here we are in the station at Saratoga waiting for our train to New York. Since many of our classmates have found the'.r fame and fortune in the “big city,” we have decided to visit some of them. But, what’s the commotion in the freight office? Let’s stroll over and find out what’s happening. Is that a familiar face we see in the crowd? Why yes, there’s Erwin Baker. I seem to have read something about “Bill” in the New York Times recently. It was concerning his famous cow, “Mamie.” After much hard work “Bill” has succeeded in developing the successor to Elsie, the Borden cow. “Mamie” is as well known throughout the entire country as her ever-shy owner. Talking to Erwin we learn that Don Nadeau is living up to the record of another famous French man. He and his family are definitely crowding the fame of the Canadian Dionne family. We also find that Bob Periard is a very successful economist in Washing- ton. Bob had so much experience in h's high school years that he has organized an excellent point system, which, to his surprise, is completely satisfactory to every- one. Another of our classmates is in Washington also. Millie Neilson, who was so enthusiastic about the sale of War Bonds and Stamps, is now connected with the maturity of these Bonds and Stamps. She is doing very well, too. Our train arrives, and as we board it, we find our conductor to be no other than Bob Galusha. Although we didn’t know it. Bob always did like the hurly-burly of the railroad system. Before we realize it, we are all reminiscent of our happy school years. Bob is able to tell us about some more of our school mates. For instance, Harris Rooke is soon to publish another of his famous biographies. Odd that most of these excellent stories have to do with the lives of the undergraduates at state teachers colleges. He should have quite a lot of information on that sub- ject. Pat Walsh is doing very well for herself in Hollwood as Max Factor’s ablest assistant. Pat, after long hours of tedious research, has developed a new type of powder which, believe it or not, hides blushes! We take our seats in the coach and it’s not long before I force myself to turn around and see who could possibly be able to make such perfect noises with his gum. To my surprise, I see June Boyce sitting across from us. We join June and dis- cover that she is on her way to New York to meet with her board of directors. She has a remarkable product on the market. It’s a special ingredient for chewing gum which enables the chewer to make bigger and better bubbles and to make louder snaps. “Blondie” Toleman and Jean Pechette are co-proprietors of a beauty school on Fifth Avenue, so June hears, and are overshadowing E. Arden and all the others. Shades of English class!! As time goes on, we go to the dining car and come face to face with Fred Pechette. What an eventful trip this is turning out to be! Fred is captain on the dining car. Life is full of surprises like these. We learn from Fred that, of ail people, Frank Keeley is acting very well as Rudy Greenwalt’s stooge both on stage and in the movies. It’s not too hard to believe this since the two of them were always clowning and fooling around in school. They have already taken away most of Abbott and Costello’s spotlight. Bill Harris and Margaret Stiles are the heads of a large escort bureau in “the” city. They are very particular whom they choose when they are on the lookout for new employees. In fact, all prospects are in- tensely interviewed since they must reach a certain standard which Billy and Peg have set. After Fred leaves us, we turn to our menus. What a surprise we receive when, as we read on, we notice a food item titled—Filet of beef—a la W. A. Calling our waiter we learn that this special delicacy was developed by none other than Thelma Cormie, head dietician at the Waldorf-Astoria Hotel in New York City. Thelma always did want her finger in some kind of work of this type. Soon our train draws into Grand Central. As we wave goodbye to Fred and Bob, we notice a familiar figure standing near. Why, it’s Doris Hopkins. After all our greetings are over, Doris tells us she is on her way back to Schuylerville to teach Home Economics in the new school, where Phelena Wood also has been teach- 22