Stevens High School - Red and Black Yearbook (Claremont, NH)

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THE RED AND BLACK L7 Editorial HIS YEAR, higher education, instead of being a privilege acccrded to those with the necessary funds, ambition, and brains, has become an unavoidable neces- sity which confronts every graduating high school student. However, advanced training has now taken on several entirely new aspects, many of which are wholly for the good. In the first place, education now is tending to become more practical in its teachings, rather than idealistic or theoretical. In the armed forces, in industry, and even in some colleges, the only phase of a subject taught is that which can be applied directly upon leaving the training period. This, I think, is one of the trends for the better, at least in our present day world, because it eliminates that hard period of changing the theory learned in college into the cold facts and hard meth- ods typical of life. The leading educators of the country will argue differently, and many have already protested the omission of many liberal arts subjects from the college curriculum. Their ideas are based on the fact that we need well round- ed scholars in order to push forward, as far as civilization in general is concerned. The point here is that we are not training men and women now to go out into the world and lift our society up another notch in the ladder of civilization, we are training everyone now to win this war soon in order to retain our civilization at its present high level of perfection. Then we can concentrate on saving humanity. The very fact that we are training young men and Women under this assump- tion is the best thing that has happened to the young people, as far as a complete and usable education is concerned. The large industries, clamoring for more ex- perienced help and anxious to get rid of heavily taxed surplus profits, are offering exceptionally fine courses to train draftsmen, machinists, and general mechanics. The armed services are expending millions of dollars making highly trained special- ists out of young men who never knew a trade before entering the Army or the Navy. A very great proportion of our men in the armed forces will return to civil- ian life with a store of knowledge that will support them adequately, if our society will reorganize itself so as to accommodate these millions. One is now able to re- ceive the essence of a college education at the expense of the Government. To top that oi, there are more opportunities than ever for securing the plain old fash- ioned university education, barring any interference by the War Department on the plans of the young men. On the whole, the future is bright for the class of forty-three-in fact, it is so bright at times that one is blinded by the question of which course of action tc choose. There can be only one answer to this problem. Take the one to which you are best fitted. There is no time now to grind down the square peg to fit the round hole. This is one case where opportunity doesn't bother to knock-it walks right in and all but grasps its material. The ultimate goal now is not that of finding an op- portunity, but that of making the most of the many offered, and this year it isn't a case of sliding through to get the gravyg either you worki or you don't. To quote the student body of one of the leading tech schoolsz- 'tYou don't get DOUBLE F for flat feet-a Double F is a complete failure in the subject and you get it for be- ing a Tech playboy. Enough of these and you'l1 be just a playboy? And it is only a short step from playboy to K. P.

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THE RED AND BLACK 9 It was during this year that we first established ourselves as a class with drama- tic ability. Curses, the Villain is Foiiedj' a dynamic success, starred Dorothy Loudon as our gallant heroine, Martin Fleit as our dashing hero, and Fred Bailey as the cursed villain. Barbara Morse played the part of the mother, Bruce Robert- son and Virginia Blake furnished the play with a startling comedy effect. This second year the class officers Were: Rodney Davis, president, Anne Thompson, vice-president, Barbara Morse, secretary, Bruce Robertson, treasurerg Miss Redden, class adviser. Suddenly we were Juniors. We could join the ranks of upperclassmen. An hilarious year was on its way. Our class leaders this year were Guy Wilson, presi- dent, Jennie Adamovich, vice president, Anna Laskevich, secretary, Phyllis Bailey, treasurer, Miss Griggs, adviser. Before we knew it we found ourselves swamped with crepe paper and little lambs. It was the Junior Prom. Of course we don't want to boast, but it has been said that it was a prom that will never be ecxualled. Remember that little black lamb that waltzed across the back of the stage that picturesque evening? sLittle did we suspect that that lamb was none other than the class of forty-three. Lois Putnam was certainly an able prophet when she conceived the idea of the tiny fella Quite unexpectedly the study halls occupied by Juniors found their numbers depleted, especially on the last two days of the school week. However, a glance into the tiny news room upstairs would have shown all the absent members work- ing rabidly to produce a super Stevens News ...... on time. With Barbara Morse as our preeminent editor-in-chief, some of the merriest issues in the short history of this little paper managed to get by the censors and through the presses. We cannot let these records continue without remarking on those days of hot dogs and football games, cokes and basketball, when our school spirit was brought into evidence by our grand squad of cheerleaders. But time goes by, and before we could realize it, we were struggling to lind enough Juniors not engulfed by too many school organizations to plan the Senior Reception-the grand finale to three wonderful years. It was during this memor- able era that the first signs of the wear and tear that we were causing on the nerves of the faculty became evident. But with fortitude and forbearance they managed to survive our madcap adventures. With notebooks and glasses, We frequent our classes. Oh, we live a life of toil .... Our Senior year had arrived. We opened the final session of our high school career by reelecting Guy Wilson as our president. Rodney Davis, Anna Laskevich, and Robert Steinlield formed his cabinet. Miss Willey and Mr. Howard took on the dangerous task of advising us through this last year. Immediately, a committee was chosen to take charge of those Tuesday morning gatherings. Under the able leadership of Dot Loudon as chairman, the committee saw to it that both an interesting and instructive weekly program was presented. Days flew into weeks .... and then came the crowning blow: the Seniors topped off four years of questionable scholastic ability by holding down the bottom