Stockbridge Valley High School - Chieftain Yearbook (Munnsville, NY)

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History Class 1941 September 1937 found the class of 1941 beginning its high school course at S.V.H.S. Miss Tarolli served as advisor for the 36 members composing the class. At the beginning of the term, Hildred Jacquay and Carolyn Holt joined the class. During the year, Evelyn Colclough, Lois Tanner, Dorothy Davenport, Doris Eddy, and Ruth Kelson discontinued their work at S.V.H.S. Hildred Jacquay brought great honor to the Freshman class by winning first place in the local prize speaking contest and second in the county. Our Sophomore year found 35 members enrolled under the leadership of Miss Rank. Betty DeKing, Glenna Wilson, Eleanor Harrington, and Katherine Burleson were the new students enrolled in our class. Harry Grow, Carolyn Holt, Helen Skellham, Katherine Burleson, and Hildred Jacquay left during the year. Twenty-three members returned in September 1939 to continue their pursuit of higher learning. Miss Rank guided the class during this year's work. The class elected the fol- lowing members as officers: President, Halter Splaing Vice-President, Ethel Dick, Sec- retary, Helen Rainey Treasurer, Jane Carlon. On May 16, 1941 the Junior Prom was held which provided the highlight of the social events of the Junior Year. Nineteen members of the original 36 began their last year at S.V.H.S. in September 1941. Miss Marshall was placed in charge of the group. The class elected the following officers for the years President, Lyle Boylang Vice-President, Adelaide Church, Secretary, Walter Splaing Sec-Treasurer, Mary Davis. In January, Joe Carlon, Art Perkins, Glenna Wilson, and Carlton Hickox joined the class. During the year two successful plays, 'Meet the Folks' and 'Sc Help Me Hannah' were pro- dllcedo Hay 23, 1941 the Senior Ball was held in the school gymnasuim. The class as a whole wishes to thank the three teachers who served as class advisors and all those who aided the class through its four year course. Class Prophecy Ringed about by the hills of Stockbridge Valley lies the thriving metroplis of Munnsville This city, in the year of our Lord 1961, is the most important center of business in all of Central New York. It has progressed far since the early days of Stockbridge Valley High School. Two trains fast approached the city, one from the East, the other from the West. As the trains eased into the decorated station, bands began to play and crowds cheered. Alighting from my train, I smiled at the cheering throngs. Then, turning I surveyed the other train. Out of it stepped a well-dressed man, smiling from ear to ear. It was none other than my political rival, the Republican candidate for the Presidency, Gore Hamrick. Shaking hands and smiling for the newsreel men, we turned toward the vast crowd. There we were agreeably surprised by meeting Mrs. Timothy Murphy and Mrs. Stowell Pettit. These, of course, were our old classmates Eleanor Harrington and Adelaide Church. Eleanor is the social leader of the town while Adelaide's husband, Stowell Pettit, is prin- cipal of the Morrisville State School of Agriculture. Feeling in need of a shave, Gore and I entered the imposing barbershop. Who should we find but our old friend, Carlton Hickox. This he said had long been a hidden ambition, and he finally gratified it. Here we received the inside information on everyone in town. I5

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C L A S S P O E H I sat on the bank of the bubbling brook, As it wended its merry way And as I listened, this is the tale The little brook seemed to say. It took me back to m childhood When life was one grand merry-go-round And we were so unafraid. I thought of the wonderful teachers Who were ever in their places. Of children who have long since gone Their sweet familiar faces Will linger in m memory When my sight has long grown dim. And many of my school mates Have heard the call of him, 'ho closes the gates behind us To never more return. He has guided our every effort As we tried so hard to learn. nThis is not the end,' the little brook said 'But the very beginning of life, For you, my children are on your own To face all struggle and strife. Just be prepared to meet it: Face it squarely if you can And don't forget the importance Of being a friend to man. Choose wisely and struggle on Play not the minor role, Never content with the task you've done Until you have reached your goal. The little brook's voice grew fainter And farther away. So I tell the Class of '41 What the little brook said that day. Adelaide

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Then came the most trying of all trials for politicians, the afternoon tea. But here w were most agreeably surprised. The tea was held in the home of Mrs. George Bashar, wife o the foreman of the W.P.A. project. Friends will recognize this young matron as Jane Carl George's flame of old. There also we met four old friends, Leora Haslauer, now Mrs. Bradley Shea, wife of the head librarian of the Stockbridge Library, June Mason, Mrs.'lilliam Bowman, wife of Gene eral Bowman, Chief of Staff, United States Armyg Corable Snyder, new Mrs. Raymond Bavener famous airplane designer, and Helen Maine, glamour girl who is 'Miss Munnsville.' Leaving there, we hurried to the Stockbridge Valley High School, to look over our old stamping ground. Imagine our surprise when we found Miss Herriman as principal, with a considerably sobered outlook on life. Hers also we found two old classmates who had suc- ceeded in becoming teachers. These are Paul Ihipple and Glenna'lllson whom we caught making sheep eyes at each other. le wish them the best of luck. we entered a board meeting that was going on at the school often wanting to have done s while we were in school. Here we met Merton Thurston who is now Justice of the Peace. Bert tells us that he never married because he married so many other people he oouldn't get up nerve to get married himself. Here also we met Lyle Boylan and Nathan Mosher. lyl is Co missioner of Street Sweeping in the City of Sherrill and Nathan is President of the New York Yankees Farm System. As we remember Nate always was a good farmer. In additi n to these old classmates, we met our home-room teacher of old, Miss Marshall. Asking her why she stayed in school so long, Miss Marshall answered that it was her duty to stay and instruct wayward seniors. On our way back to our hotel, we noticed a large group surrounding a man giving a speec on a soapbox. The scene brought back memories of our own early political careers. As we pressed closer, we recognized the speaker as none other than Roy Glave who was running for Mayor, on the Independent ticket. As we recalled Roy never could make up his mind what party he favored. Running on the same ticket with Roy was Merle Chafee, another old class mate who was striving to become City Clerk. With these two in office, we felt the city would be sure to benefit. That evening we went to a dance given in our honor. The host was none other than Arthu Perkins, former classmate. Art is now propietor of the largest dancehall in New York Stai and also gives dancing lessons on the side. When the spotlight was turned on, we recognized the featured vocalist as Ethel Dick, former classmate, now singing with Mil Maok's Orchestra. In this case we believe Ethel in combining business with pleasure. With Ethel was Joe Carlon, who tells us that he is now being paid for making noises for Walt Disney's Super Studios. As a Senior, Joe made noises for amusement only. In the wee hours of the morning, tired but happy, Gore and I taxied to the giant Strat: liner, we beheld Mary Carlon as the stewardess. As a Senior we always believed Mary's disposition and character would take her to great heights. Winging our way toward Washington, Gore and I settled down in our berths and reflected on the day's happenings. After sincere reflection, we realized that we, as politicians, had progressed least since graduation in 1941. So to bed! Walter Splain Gore Hamrick