Schuylerville Central School - Schuyler Yearbook (Schuylerville, NY)

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“AND NOW TOMORROW” My greatest pleasure in life is to be the bearer of glad tidings. As I look through the crystal ball, I see a great future for the Senior class of 1945. I have stepped into the shoes of Luella Parsons and go peeking around cor- ners in Hollywood and listen to what the little birds are whispering. The top news this morning is that Edith Garnsey gets the lead opposite Curt Bauer in the new picture taken from the story—“Lost Days in School,” which was written by Dick Hudson. Dick always did have a vivid imagination but somehow failed to succeed in getting his classmates to follow. As to the actors, I'll say the MGM Pictures, Inc., is lucky to get these two stars. As I reach into the duffle bag of memories, I recall these two back in S. H. S. as future Thespians. It looks as though they will be donning the grease paint for many years. In my work you never know where you are going to stumble on clues. The other day I had lunch with Betty Corsetti, who is secretary for one of the Broad- way Magnates. There on her desk, I saw the lyrics of the new musical, “Meet Me in Schuylerville.” Betty told me they were written for and going to be sung by Eileen Nevins, another of the Schuylerville girls who has made good in Hollywood. Theresa DeGrechie isn't at all unhappy about going into the same musical because it promises to be a big success. I understand Theresa is swinging on a star as far as her singing career is concerned. (Now instead of the bobby socks it is the wolves who are swooning.) After a very interesting visit with Betty, I started home. Suddenly a bright red flashing sign across the street caught my eye. It was none other than Munson and Duket, attorneys at law, who no doubt were straightening out the entangle- ments of the stars. I can’t say that I was surprised remembering the experience as lawyers they had had in Miss Brignola's Business Arithmetic class back in our high school days. I had a minute to spare so I went in to say “Hello” to two of my old classmates. It seemed I had just time enough to step into the elevator when the floors started whizzing up and down. 1 began to hold my breath just like those people riding in the dive bomber at the Schaghticoke Fair. Finally I recognized this Suicide driver as Denton Vander Poel. He said he enjoyed his job because he liked the ride as he had to walk too much back during high school days trying to get to Greenwich. As I walked into the extravagantly furnished office, I saw a very lovely, efficient looking secretary whom I immediately recog- nized as Alice Nevins. We got talking so enthusiastically about the good times we’d had back at Schuylerville High that I had completely forgotten my original errand until two very distinguished looking gentlemen came from their office. Martin and Harry told me they were on their way to draw up a contract for Robert Sanders who had just bought out the Cecil B. DeMille’s company. After they had left, I asked Alice where to find a good department store in Hollywood. She told me that Mary Alice Harris was manager of the most exclusive store in Holly- wood. I remember several years ago Mary Alice told me she’d have been satisfied with being a buyer for one department. Those Schuylerville girls certainly know how to reach the top! Again I started on my way and decided to stop into the famous Sardi's res- taurant. As I started to cross at Hollywood and Vine, I noticed a familiar looking face policing the mobs. Bob O'Brien, of all people! He never failed to catch each 25

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Making money seemed to be a repeatedly necessary project for us. By three one-act plays, successfully produced, we earned money for graduation, honor to ourselves, and incidentally, a lot of fun at practices. For the proposed New York trip, where we seniors would be “educated” in the big city, a War Bond raffle was staged with John McCarty becoming the lucky winner. Starting the second semester, we welcomed those of us who had been left behind in our advance to seniority. Formalities about who had been doing what during the Christmas vacation were soon over, and we again settled down to serious study so we might be among those who would enter the portals of the stage in June. Also an important activity of the year, our year book, had been started and we began our respective duties. The result of our work you can now see. Our long awaited New York trip at last was realized. April 1st dawned a beautiful day, and about three that afternoon our senior trip started with 20 mem- bers. ably chaperoned by Mr. and Mrs. T. J. O’Brien, boarding “The Laurentian.” From it we piled out, pushed through Grand Central, and into the taxis to the “Taft,” where various groups of us were established on the 3rd, 6th, 11th and 15th floors. After getting settled, we journeyed to the C. B. S. studios and saw “Crime Doctor.” The rest of the night was spent quietly (sleeping). Next morning Radio City was our objective. We saw the special Easter pageant with the Rockettes. Monday afternoon was our time to take in the Chester- field Supper Club with Perry Como, Mary Ashworth, Ted Steele, and his orchestra. Tuesday morning we visited the Statue of Liberty, Chinatown and the Bowery. That afternoon we visited the N. B. C. broadcasting and Television studios. Tuesday night, we visited the smash musical, “Oklahoma”; then we joined New York’s society at Billy Rose’s Diamond Horseshoe. We hope that Mr. Rose has some of his diamonds left. Station WOR was the next point of invasion, as six of the class went to “Can You Top This.” Maybe Dick Elwell could have substituted with some of his “very fertile corn.” We next assembled at the “Stars on Ice” show and thoroughly en- joyed it. Then it was back to the Taft and a party. Thursday, tired, maybe a little bit sleepy but still jovial, we turned our backs on the “Big City,” but were reluctant to leave. Ours had been a very successful trip, and we enjoyed every minute of it. However, we still had to graduate and bid good-bye to our school. In the future, although some of us may be scattered far and wide, through dif- ferent reasons, we will all think back about how we were taught, befriended, and helped along by the enterprising ‘ gang” and faculty of S. H. S. —Joseph Cartwright ’45 21

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“Jay-Walker,” by the arm and shout “Go Around” just as he did hack in the halls of S. H. S. in his role of hall monitor. As I stood waiting to cross, there passed by a big black taxi which was packed to capacity with Hollywood glamour girls and chauffeured by Herbert DeGarmo. I finally reached Sardi’s. and as I entered the famous restaurant, I saw that Gene Periard was the manager, and due to the manpower shortage, he was taking Tom Brenamen’s place ridiculing and trying on ladies’ hats. After a while a very neat looking receptionist with a crisp white uniform came to my table. It was Hazel Garnsey. She said she had recognized me as I entered and had come over to talk to me. I really received a thrilling surprise when she told me that two girls from Schuylerville High were dieticians here. They have become famous for their delectable food—Mary Young, being noted for her radish roses and Theresa Obie, noted for her yellow-golden substitute butter balls. As I looked toward the stage, I saw that Rulh Willette was winning the much coveted wishing ring and was wishing that a certain red-headed professor from Union Col- lege would walk in the door. On my way down town I decided to have my hair done; therefore I stepped into a swanky looking beauty parlor operated by Margaret McGowan, Anna Melaga, Mildred Willette and Mary Booth. Maggie was giving Lana Turner a lesson on keeping blonde hair beautiful, Anna was giving a lesson in calisthenics to the stars trying to keep their girlish figures, while Tillie was mixing up and experimenting on Mary with a new shade of nail polish wi.h matching lipstick which she was going to call “dynamic fuschia.” These former schoolmates told me Dick Elwell, who has recently taken over the Eddie Bracken television show, collapsed from prank fatigue on the set the other day. It was then that I learned that Hollywood has another girl from Schuy- lerville to keep the memory of this old town alive. I heard that Dr. Jane Duby was immediately summoned and with the assistance of her chief nurse, Ida Cook, very efficiently brought Dick around with the use of therapeutic knowledge and a few hard slaps. At the same studio also were Lester Stiles and Earl Derby who were putting to use their knowledge of television which they had sought to dem- onstrate in physics class. That same gabby little bird who is whispeiing things in my ear told me chat Art Charron is going to pitch for the same West Coast team from which the Di- Maggio brothers sprang to fame, and Jack McCarty is playing first base. Hollywood gossip also has it that Guy Corsetti is around town with a bank- roll and is ready to o'Ter some of the biggest directors in Hollywood a chance io go into business with him. The rumor is that he intends to back Joe Cartwright who is featured on the radio Sunday nights. Joe won his first fame when he beat that same impressario by three-fourths of a second in playing “Flight of the Bumble Bee”—leaving out a few unnoticed notes to turn the trick. That night as I was reviewing the events of the day in preparing for my radio program, I began to realize how many prominent people were on the first rung of the ladder of success back in S. H. S.............What glory! What renown for the Schuylerville class of ’45 through the crystal ball! 20 —Ann Rogers ’45