Somerville High School - Pioneer Yearbook (Somerville, NJ)

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THRE ODY I walk away slowly with abject start, My pallid hands tense 'cross a saddened heart. My mute lips trustingly off-er a prayer, My lofty head r'ises to the Celestial One there. The fog of memory lifts, and incidents there entwined Form like bright scintillas in my dark and worried mind, As from the lustrous skies o'erhead comes the answer I've yearned- Go forth and take with you all you have learned. I recall 1ny first deep love, A handsome, exalted knight. To admire him from afar On his football field, my delight. And a teacher too there was, A glib-tongued orator he VVho went his rounds with golden sounds And n-ever thought 'bout me. My capricious whims were lost In a vortex of emotion, Standing as we did those times United in a common devotion, Echoing forth our School Song Or praising Old Glory anew, Holding high the sanguine banner For which our forefathers fought too. I recall the vociferous fire drills, How wary our step on the stair! From our sanctum without we gazed zeal- ously As fanciful flames swept the air. And the stirring shrill of an air raid alarm Incited our minds to muse That somewhere this was stark reality- Oh, God, we must not lose! Out on the field our colors flashed, To and fro the gladiators moved As Fate 'kept vigil o'er the Ii-eld, And the might of the mighty was proved. How tl1e fingers of Thrill ran down our spines After our hard earned victories were won, What courage it took to walk, chin up, After verdicts of defeat had come. Do you recall those fateful days When we faced Olll' teachers with a grin? Their pens would cavort on a little report And we paid the wages of sin. Do you recall those fateful days When we ambled to school with delay? Every time we explained, 'twas the same old refrain, And we witnessed a pre-Judgment Day Do you recall those fateful days When we let our youth take its fling? Either detention it was or suspension it was And our reasoning meant not a thing. Do you recall those fateful days? Many years from now someone will ask anon As we answer them, Yes, they're the ones I loved best, Only then will We realize they're gone. I recall .all the times we smiled As Fridays we closed the school door, XVe kn-ew we'd see someone spec'1al then, That's what our weekends were for. Can we ever forget the corner drug store NVhere sunshine always managed to nod To her children as they poured out their troubles And drank from the nectar of the gods? NVe found fun as we 'built up our health, Though our muscles were swollen and sore, Somersaults, backward flips, left us dazed and dizzy, And yet we were ready for more. And in classrooms, in some dark cache Lie the smiles the world never saw Like beautiful pictures never painted, For artists must see what they draw. I recall all the times we cried WVhen our friends march forward to sign In the golden book of memorable names Which would lodge them for endless time. Our council, which reigned so discern- ingly, That led us to paths that were good, Our pap-er, which guided by providence With scholastic chastity stood Like a stone embodied in earth. Oh, our year was auspicious, for it was Filled to the brim with a life The presence of war had so changed. Inside us we overcame t'he strife And, triumphant, emerged a new being. Surely I have learned well, I pray Of cooperaiton, of perseverance, of integ- rity, my goal. Of contentment, of amusement, of pro- gressiveness, and love Of mind, of body, of soul. Let your criterion soar high! In your depths, this question be burned- What can you take forth with you? What have you learned?

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FACULTY We like to remember Mr. Shappelle, laughingly leading the band or orchestra- M1'. Yohn saying, You remember the rules, fellows -lVIrs. Kaufmann, helping us select good books for our reading pleasure-llrliss Smith, our Betsy Ross, putting fine stitches into our beautiful service flags-llvlr. Conrow, assisting his boys in making model airplanes-llflr. Greiner, teaching us about cube roots or electrons-Mr. Haver, coaching the annual A. A. Play. VVe,ve heard about Mr. Simon and his boys who are going to challenge Joe Louis-hir. Dwulet and his wonderful physique -llliss lVyckoff, and the epidemic of measles-lvliss Haydock, and the Girls' Glee Club-lkiiss Strong, collecting pupils' excuses-lliiss Knight, instructing future secretaries-lllr. Sobol, helping to coach so many sports-llviiss Chamberlain, waving a parting Adios to her Spanish students-Nlrs. Honeyman, and Ego am6 te -lVIiss Roscoe, cuddling her Girl Reserves. How nice it has been to know ll-Ir. Jacobsen, with that magic homeroom 206- Mr. Perrine, and his friendly smile for all-lVIr. Saylor, teaching us the important Problems of American Democracy -llir. Young, daily seen with his brief case- Nliss Veghte, teaching Sophomores' English-llfliss VValler, always so willing to help all students-and the secretaries in both offices who have assisted in the school admin- istrative work-lVIiss Stryker, lN'Iiss Herder, and lVIiss Kunze. VVe want to make special mention of the members of our faculty who have left us during the school year in order to help in the winning of the war-ll-'lr. lylader, Miss Van Riper, and lliiss Stradling. VVe wish them all the luck in the world. These people are our faculty and to them we give our loyalty, affection, and respect. - i 9

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SENIOR CLASS OFFICERS JEAN FIELDS President EDXVARD .ASHTON Vice-President IVIARIE PASCALE Secretary WILLIAR'I CATLIN Treasurer SYLVIA HANLON Social Represezlfzztizfe JUNIOR CLASS OFFICERS RAYMOND SANGIOVANNI Pl'FXilf6IIf LOUISE AMERMAN Vice-Pnfsidezlt DORIS ANN SUTPHEN Secrffzlry H.-ARRY IYAISMYTH Tl'3IIIIll'0I' BARBARA IDRINKXVATER Social Reprfsentatiife SOPHOMORE CLASS OFFICERS EDWARD BOWLBY Presidzfnt RAYMOND BATEMAN Vice-President JEAN STRINGFIELD Secretary ROGER LYON Treasurer MARION LEWIS Social Representaiiile ,K if xff :N-A Q ' 'f-21 IE',A l i 43 S A 11