Sherwood High School - Echo Yearbook (Aurora, NY)

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'Er-:cs A Koala! af gcfacalian ALLEN HOXIEg RUSSELL PATTINGTON3 JAIMUJIS RYAN, Presg EVERETT COOK, NELSON BOTSv'O.LD 1 4wuli4f Standing: Miss FLORENCE BECK, Homemakingg Miss ALETHA MILLER, Girls Phys. Edg Mrs. ALMA BENNETT, l E 2 Gradesg CHARLES KAPLAN, French, English, Librariang Mrs, FLORENCE ANDREWS, Scipio Center School, J. LESTER MYERS, Musicg Mrs. DIARY MARONEY, 5 8: 4 Grades, Miss KATHRYN KANALLEY, Jr. High Math. and English. Seated: SAM MADDALONI, Phys. Edg Miss ANNE GRIFFIN, Latin, History, Public Speaking, Miss LOIS STONE, Commercial, A. L. LANE, Principal, Science, Mrs. MARGARET BOWNESS, Jr. High Social Studies, Mrs. RMRIETTA MA DAN, 5 E 6 Grades, IRVING VAN ARSDALE, Agriculture.

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'Er-:cs A 5- 0 fJ 'Meuaqe 535 1 wr ' rm, me CLASb OF 1941, sincerely dedicate our issue of uThe Echon to--one who has so ably vuided us throumh our high school years, one who has worked untiringly in our behalf, one to whom we wish to express our deepest appreciation and gratitude-- Mr , CHARLES KAPLAN 6 47 wmv TO THE GRADUATING CLASS OF 1941: If you are to make the world a better place to live.in, then accept, and carry out the Golden Rule in the full spirit in which it was intended. Let your reason prevail over your emotiong replace big- otry and reaction with open-mindedness and tolerance and seek hu an freedom--with all the power and drive in your hearts, minds, and souls--for yourselves and for others. LAMAR LAMi

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EHCS .fx Seam Glen ,Halma To lessen the pain in our hearts as we leave our beloved Alma Mater, we Sen- iors carry away with us happy memories of our four-year history at Sherwood High. Four years ago twenty-seven cocky little freshmen swaggered into their home- room, How long and dreary four years seemed to us then--how full of Hath, Latin, and Homemaklng. However, two parties and a hot dog roast that year tided us over safely, and soon we were docked in the sophomore room. As sophomores, we immediately started to think up ways to earn money to re- alize what then seemed an impossible dream. Someday, a senior trip! We were the first class to have a 'Sophomore Strut'. How proud we were when our first class activity was a success, at last we were lookd.upon with respect by our fel- low classmates. Our sophomore play 'Orchids for Marie' was another brilliant stone in our success bracelet. Our play was good and, we of course, thought it was the best ever. And now we were Juniors! Now we were somewhat important, for we ranked second in our school's esteem. A nd what a Junior year we had. Our annual Hallowe'en party was enjoyed by all who attended it. Incidental- ly, it increased our bankroll greatly. Our class, being both original and ambitious, again broke precedent and now came forth with a Junior play. 'Young Doctor Young was another brilliant gem added to that ever growing bracelet. Everyone enjoyed it, and as Juniors, we received much worth-while land deserved! praise for it. Every high school student looks forward to his Junior Prom. How beautiful ours was. Our gym decorated with flowers and soft lights, the Junior girls-- now young ladies--in fluffy evening dresses, the Junior boys--not quite young men--in their best suits. Yes, our Junior prom was one of the highlights of our high school days. It made a deep and wonderful impression on each of us. No matter where we go or what we do, each of us will always recall our Jun- ior year with a tear of happiness in our eyes,for lt was happy, and oh--how short! But now it was September, 1940, twenty-three happy students registered in the Senior home room. We were about to begin our last and most important year. Sen- iors---how important that name had once sounded.. But new in all our glory and sophistication the idea of being a Senior connoted a bit of sadness, we were all a bit depressed when we stopped to consider that we had but forty more weeks to spend at our beloved Alma Mater. Our home room, for the fourth successive year, was the library. Our class advisor, for the third successive year, was Mr. Kaplan. At our first Senior class meeting our officers were chosen, as follows: President -------- Charles Hurlbut Vice-President ------- -Helen Ryan Sec'y-Trees. ------ --Sally Keough 'Aunt Abby Answers An Ad' was the title of our Senior Play. This play gave the Seniors a good start towards a successful year. It gave pleasure to those who saw it, and gave a little more assurance of a class trip. we seniors had been looking forward to a class trip for three years. At last, under the able guidance of Mr. Kaplan, a trip was no longer a dream, but a reality. Twenty seniors met at Ithaca Easter Monday to take a three-day trip to New York. Proud? Of course we were--we were the first class of recent history to make a senior trip. I feel that no matter how famous some of us become, our senior trip will always be looked back upon as one of the most important and happy events of our ves. But now, it is time for graduation. It is time to say good-bye to our Alma Mater. We are leaving, yes, but nothing can ever take away from us those happy memories of our high school days: those memories of our dances, our plays, our picnics, our class clowns, our able athletes, and our outstanding students. No, our memories are ours to have and keep--not for just a day, not just a year, but for always.