Scott Township High School - Scottie Yearbook (Carnegie, PA)

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SCOTTIE DAY Should the time ever come when I am old and gray And my eyesight starts to fail me, that I stumble o'er my wayg I shall daily don thick glasses, then take up a Scot- tie book And hasten to some corner or a cozy, dreamy nook Where I can find seclusion from the clamor and the strife just to memorize the pages of my Senior High School lifeg But of all the blows one has received this is the hardest ever, For now alas! we really know Those days are gone forever. Sam Taylor '41 WAY BACK WHEN During the spring of the year 1939 an incident of remarkable noteworthy took pla.ce. This particu- lar incident happened in our illustrious Mr. Brosky's plane geometry class. The subject of this occur- ance was the versatile Joseph Vajsabel. Mr. Brosky had sent the class to the board to do some class work. Progressing with the work despite the disturb- ance of Ed. Dietrick and company an odor of smoke seemed to circulate throughout the room. At first everyone believed it to be just the furnaceg but this thought was quickly extinguished due to a piercing yell issued from the back of the room fjoe' Vajsa- bel's categoryj. Upon investigation our school- mast-er, Mr. Brosky found that Joseph Vajsabel's trousers were on fire. Joe quickly put out the flames as a sigh of relief issued forth from the class. Mr. Brosky asked Joe the cause of the accident. At which Joe, with a laugh, pulled from his pocket a charred box of matches that friction had caused to ignite. But the worse was yet to come. From the same pocket Joe pulled forth- a box of .22 caliber bullets. If these bullets had gone off there would have been a rousing disturbance. None the worse for his harrowing experience, joe continued about the job of working Plane Geometry problems. Ralph Emerson '41 ENGLISH CLASS Hamilton present- Tranquil, quietg Hamilton gone- Boisterous riot! Ed Kosewick ,41 LAST YEAR We traveled this long road to-gether, Through long years of study and fun But now when it is nearly over We wish it was only begun. O, I know it has had many a hardship Trials, that we thought were tough, But when we leave, to start over, The going will only be rough We will forget the friendships we made, Through the long years they will quickly fade, But we'll be happy when we look back, And think of those days that were not too black. We will try to remember that last year of fun, And we are sorry now that those days are forever done, We will think of the boys that we used to know Bucky, Ed, Sam and Joe, We wonder what they are doing now they are out, We wonder if they can still sing, and shout, So I want to tell the future singers of ours That last year is one of many happy hours, And when you come to the end of your trial, You can proudly say that you did not fail, And -hope against hope that you have not fear, In thinking you'll forget that very last year. Lou Mente '41 MONICKERS Shafron, Faingnaert, and Trzcinski Faccioti, Hrabovsky and Lublinski Janskerish, Briccio, and Freucht Castagnacci, Tafelski, and Zoimbeck, Vajsabel, Wrobleski, and Wilisowski Komoroski, Yaworsky, and Witchosky Names on the Senior Roll are found early put teachers under ground. Ed Kosewick '41

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SCQTTIE DAY DESTROYING There are some on this earth Who like to destroy, Destroy the beautiful cities with All their splendor and joy, They like to destroy the things That man has made, from shovels to spades, They like to destroy young boys and girls Who are just starting out in life. Some day when they are old and gray, And they see their Empire crushed, They'll w-ish they hadnit started it And been a great -big bluff, They'll die in pain and hardship, As all their kind do, They'll cry and holler for their forgiveness Like all bad people do. Albert Rudge '43 YOUTH Youth, spirit, fumbling with pain, Standing in the door way 'bewildered again, I watch them each year as they come and go, Youth glorified, children no more, The step to success is through the door, Youth, serious, a new man is born, Life to them is no more forlorn, Youth blind just learning to see, With quickened pulse the glory to be, Jumping into a world cold and bare, Waiting to grasp the one who will dare, Youth, dauntless without wings of fear, Treasured insid-e are possessions so dear, Wrought from a world of guidness and care, Qf books old masters and carving, Youth plunging into a raging gale, Fighting to win and never to fail, Youth staleway proud to say, The world has need of me today. Melva Bott '43 THE SCOTTIED Yearly news is found in the Scottie , So come and be a link to the chain, As you know it isn't a doggie, But it's a book yo-u'd 'be proud to claim. Henrietta Zalot '43 '-.1 Gee! I'n1 tired and weary, Toon tired to write this poem! I've -been thinkin till Iim dizzy, Oh, why don't they let me alone. Who? Oh, them gol-darn teachers, Always pesterin for this and that, I feel like goin, I do! And just grabin my coat and hat. I'd run, and run, and run, and run, Till I'd see their likes no more, I'd never, never, never stop, Till I'd got to my own front door. Gee, maybe I'm a bit hasty, But golly! I don't care, Can I help if those gol-darn teachers, Just won't keep outa my hair. Wanda Forsythe '45 DID YOU EVER SEE 1. Ray Modeck without that wave in his hair. 2. 'Carolyn Jones when she isn't singing a jitter- bug tune. 5. Virginia Carlisle without her shadows. 4. Onnie without Sam or Zip without Babe. 5. Betty Knoerdel without her red hair. 6. Irene Paharik without My Man . 7. Lois Elwell without a Bill. 8. Frank Wilson without his Jolopy. 9. Alex Covi without a bar of Mars. 10. Ruth Stein Without her giggles. To you dear seniors we dedicate, A sincere wish of success, May the future years bring to you, A life full of happiness The impression you will leave behind, Is one that will never fade, We only hope to carry on The Scott High eighth grade. Mary Ellen Smith-'45 .4-,, I

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SCOTTIE DAY DON'T WAIT Why are you waiting? You have reposed in the back of your head the idea that someday you are going to do something that will make your friends happy over your success. You can almost hear them saying that they never thought you had it in you. You dream of that day with joy as you th-ink of 'being honored and applaud- ed after you have achieved the great thing. You feel sure that you will be able to rise to the oppor- tunity and conquer it when it does come. But why are you waiting? A year ago you were waiting for this year, a week ago you were waiting for this week, yesterday you were waiting for today. Time is up. Cease waiting. The great thing will never be realized if you keep putting it off. Shape your act-ions to the present. Do the great thing now -at least make the beginning. Every day that you put it off is a day less of satisfaction and of honor for you. Eileen Hoffman '41 REMEMBER WHEN 1. The Seniors were Freshmen and all the girls in 215 were silly over Sam. 2. Johnny Hoffman called in all his courage and asked Dot Dillon to the Junior Prom. 3. Signe Winstein, with her mind on D. C. Yoder instead of Chem., spilled HZSO4 on her hose which dropped away to nothing and brought her back to Lab. 4. Bashful Owen Meyer sent Mildred Reinstadtler a box of candy for Christmas. 5. Virginia Carlisle was the olbject of Eddie Enri- etta's affections. 6. How Peanut Hiles blushed at the mention of a girl. I, guess he was bashful. 7. What a charming picture Carolyn Jones made in her S.T.A. initiation outfit. 8. Edna Beard was the apple of Bucky Dixon's eye. Claire Simpson '41 F fi in S4 C... S We Freshmen are a wonderful class, We strive hard to do our best, And day in and day out I'll admit that half of us fail the tests, We like to have fun, Sometimes even when our work's not done, But that's no excuse for a test so tough, And being bored in class 'tis enough. Martha Stolarz '44 The Scottie is the book of the year, It tells a-bout each scholar, The book has pictures of lads and lasses And tells of the teachers and classes. It's the best book in the county, It stands above the rest- The student body all agree, Th-e Scottie is the best. ' Virginia Anderson '45 She explains things hard and easy, As every teacher should, This makes the pupils understand, And makes their marks good. She always has her hair fixed nice, So neat and sweet and clean, That every pupil thinks she's bright This teacher teaches see, saw, seen. As long as I can remember, She taught English and, oh! by golly! You should know her name by now, Of course, Miss Norine Jolly. Alice Saporito '44 Away from school the seniors go, To take their turn at life, To find a job and make some dough And get a pretty wife. Some of them may go away And we shall never see them again, Others we shall always see Working in the five and ten. Bob Reinstadtler '42