Smithsburg High School - Leopard Yearbook (Smithsburg, MD)

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JUNIOR CLASS Front row (left to right)—Kotrishio Trite, Mary Ann Kipe, Agnes Funk (secretary), Raymond Smith (president), Etta Shockey (treasurer). Pearl Stottlemyer. Second row—Gwendolyn Hays, Jacquolyn Miller, Gamma Lee Dovle, Margaret Thomas, Mr. Rohrbaugh (advisor), Zelda Grove, Mary Biser, Lor- ena Forrest, John Kelbaugh. Third row—Freddie Heiston, Billie Winders, Harlan Hoover, Albert Kline, Frank Newcomer, Preston Flohr, Char'es Maclay, Francis Brown, Francis Rouse, and lunior Smith. (Absent: Howard Ridge, Raphael Reynolds, Dona!d Fleagle, and Edwin De Lauter.) SOPHOMORE CLASS First row (left to right)—Arlene Miner, Theda Diehl, Elaine Dayhoff (class representative), Jean Weaver (vice president), Lois Reecher (secretary-treasurer), Betty Barnhart, Anna Jane Lewis, Leatrice Brown. Second row—Francis Royer, Lelia Phetteplace, Betty June Biser, Catherine Davis, Miss Shockey (ad- visor), Catherine Needy, Doris Barnhart, Hazel Eavey, Virginia Davis, Kleora Diffendal. Third row— Anna Mae Grams, Robert Forrest, Thurman Frey, John Smith, Donald Werdebaugh, John Rinehart, William Hoffman, Thelma Kendall. Fourth row—Delbert Smith, Richard Ross, Kenneth Phetteplace, Richard Werdebaugh, Roberot Smith, Richard Eckstine, and Lloyd Gearhart. Absent: Carl Kipe (presi- dent), Robert Green, Harold Barber, Arthur Tracy, Junior Brown, and Doris Maclay. Page 7

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“Jack shall pipe, and Jill shall dance” Jack Hartle's specialty was music. As a trumpet player he was superb1 Before en- listing in the Army, Jack was active in all phases of school life. Brevity is the soul of wit Clso Toms was seldom heard and seen about so much because of her size. But great things come in small packages. He tried the luxury of doing good Carroll Wyand, better known as Brick because of his flaming red hair, joined the Armed Forces in March. To his classmates. Brick's greatest quality was friendliness. “Always merry and bright” Someone's going to be lucky some day because of the cooking Grace Weaver learned in Home Economics. “I am sure care's an enemy to life Every class has its Romeo. This time in the person of that handsome six-footer, Quinn Fogle. If he isn't in Smithsburg, he's in Chewsville. The ladies protest too much mcthinks Earl Bachtell proved his mettle in basket- ball, baseball, and football this year. He served as class secretary during the year. “W hate er he did was done with so much ease” The motto, Slow but sure belongs to Richard Jacques. While at S. H. S. before joining the Air Corps, he had many friends by being one. “Compare great things with small V. The longer you have known Eileen Pryor, the better you like her. Her cooperation at S. H. S. was noted. “Come give us a taste of your quality Leroy Fleagle has always aroused our curiosity because of his visits to Waynes- boro. “Turn over a new leaf To Betty Stottlemyer belongs the epitaph, unassuming, because she goes along life's way so freely. I am the very pink of courtesy” Jane Hauver was never flustered; in fact she'd be nonchalant in an earthquake. Jane contributed much to the class through her willingness to cooperate. “All mankind loves a lover Many Jap ships to you, Floyd! When Floyd Gearhart left S. H. S. for the Navy in March, he left behind many acquaintances through his engaging personality. “A few strong instincts and a few plain rides” The main trait of Marybelle Boswell is taking life as it comes. When you see that twinkle in her eye, you know she's ready for any fun that comes along. “No woman ever loved me. never in my whole life” As a gob it's superfluous to predict success for John Moore. His temperament is varied and spicy. Page 6

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SCHOOL DAYS Hey, kids—wait a minute before you go out of the school house doors for a last time. Come back. Can you remember these inci- dents? In September, 1939, 49 fearful Freshmen swallowed hard and walked boldly into room 26. Everything was new to us — subjects, schedules, teachers, even the students. The upperclassmen seemed like beasts, especial- ly when initiation time came around. But before long, we got into the “groove and we were showing our “elders” that it wasn’t easy to “tramp our toes.” Remember the Halloween Party? That’s right—it rained— “nope”—it poured. And that idiotic “Sears ar.d Roebuck Catalogue” Wedding! Just how often was Floyd’s bicycle locked up because he treated all the girls after school? Of course, it didn’t break him of the habit. And that Algebra class meant more head- aches than enough for both teachers and pupils. Anyway, that’s where June learned not to make a snoot at the principal. Wasn’t that the year that we had the Valentine Party that was postponed three times? Yep —and someone ate part of the candy ahead of time. You see—there are “oodles” of things to remember about our first year in high school. Then came our Sophomore year. Two girls turned into the Brenda and Cobina of the class—and honestly it seemed their chatter never ceased all year. Cupid, Jr., kept things moving, too. The boys were always discover- ing a sweet new “dish”—and the girls had just met someone who was “simply divine” (for about three weeks). There were several successful dances—Christmas and St. Pat- rick’s. A few of the “twinkle toes” of the class showed up. Remember how delighted we were when our boys formed a swing band. Naturally it was the best thing that has happened to S. H. S. for ages. I bet none of us have forgotten that Truth and Conse- quence Assembly. Golly—but that was fun. That year ended with a class gathering at Caledonia and Cold Springs. The fall of 1941 found us jolly Juniors back to the “ole grind.” Eight of the simple- minded souls went on a straw ride on one of the rainiest nights of the season. (Talk about drips)!!—and those horrible “teddy- bear” haircuts the boys wore. Something new had been added—you know—those dime dances. YVe all brought outside friends and had a dancing good time. “Gosh,” didn’t we make large profits from chancing off those turkeys? And the prom—it was really “snaz- zy” plus and I don’t mean perhaps. It was just as much fun getting ready for as hav- ing it, too. But honestly, I thought some of us wrould have crepe paper nightmares. Jack should remember the day after when a mob of us went in a dilapidated milk truck to his house. What did his mother say when she discovered the tobacco under the rug? After we’d enjoyed an all-day trip to the Gettys- burg Battlefield, we parted to spend our vacations in a variety of ways. September we were back together ready for the last drive. It seems this year has been fuller than any before, but perhaps that’s because of the seriousness of the world. The boys worked long and faithfully on their scrap drives. And gee—who could forget the “On to Victory” Show? Then Jack, Dee, and Carroll left for the Army. Golly, w’e missed them—in fact, we still do. Remember our Farewell Party for them—in spite of our “low” feelings we had a good time. Mrs. Black left us at the same time. Then wre lost Floyd to the Navy. Of course we still have fun—but it’s not the same. Doesn’t taffy always taste better when you know you shouldn’t be eating it? Despite the shortage of chewing gum, we Seniors always have a supply. I know we’ll miss the library. It’s “ole” walls have seen more one-act dramas than theatergoers. The unorganized dance practices — these boys just won’t dance! I won’t keep you any longer because I know that each one of you is eager to step onto your future threshhold. Best of luck, classmates, it’s been fun reminiscing. Page S