Trinity Pawling School - Scroll Yearbook (Pawling, NY)

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HARRY LEE SHAW, III A.B., Davidson College English, French J.V. Swimming; Assistant, Varsity Baseball DAVID ALBERT TIRRELL A.B., Harvard Director of Studies, Latin Secretary of Fathers’ Association CONSTANCE TIRRELL Vassar, Simmons Librarian THE REVEREND BENTON WOOD 3.S., Northwestern M.S., N.Y. Seabury-Western Seminary Chaplain, Sacred Studies

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SENIOR HISTORY On a sunny September morn in 1956, thirty boys gathered for the first time as the Class of 1960 at Trinity-Pawling School. As the years passed many new faces appeared in the class, and many changes took place in the school plant and personnel; but the class spirit was ours from the first. We came to Trinity-Pawling completely unaware of the significance of our entrance or of the man who welcomed us. In retrospect the pattern of the growth of the school and the Class of 1960 is clear. There was no Johnson Hall, no Carleton Gym and no small dormitory. There were no second floor classrooms. Messrs. Karpoe, Manifold, Elliot, Emerson, Owen, Dody, Downie and Richardson dominated the faculty scene. We learned about upper classmen and triple A priorities the hard way. Quiet hour, unlimited lights for seniors, brick carrying, probation, the Hiking Club and skiing, these were all to come. Let us tell you the fascinating story of these glorious four years that have passed from the time the members of the Class of 1960 first scuttled timidly down the halls of Trinity-P ...g until they finally graduated into the world of me.i. THIRD FORM — They must be joking. You mean I’ve got to get up every day at a quarter to seven? Like fun I will!” ... These were famous last words. It was an apprehensive group that assembled in the main lobby on that first day to listen to the Headmaster. Mr. Dann knew each one of us by name on the first day of school ... it made you feel as if you really belonged ... Those were the days of the third floor south, an area we feared to leave for the first two months of school. Fourth formers were to be avoided at all costs ... encountering them almost always proved disastrous...We finally grew used to the dreadful, booming voice of our prefect, Bill Scully who could, at times, be placated with a candy bar. . . Those were the days of the Papazians, Nestors and Hammers and our discovery of the game of pool... We all took the same subjects that year ... Mr. Dody had us diagramming sentences and studying all types of strange literature ... Then there was Latin! Mr. McAuliffe showed us how and why we said everything . . . We were introduced to higher math, in the form of Algebra, via Mr. Cooper who confused us, amused us and flunked us ... a couple of our top athletes made Varsity teams . . . Ernenwein was Student Council representative. The snowball fights . . . indoor hockey on the third floor . . . standing at the end of the mail, laundry and snack bar lines . . . This was the beginning of our memories. FOURTH FORM — We were no longer the most insignificant members of the student body, and there was a whole crop of new third formers for us to be disastrous to. Our class swelled to over forty-five in number . . . We now said that we were men, but our teachers were no't at all puzzled when we acted like children. We delved further into knowledge . . . We read Homer’s “Odyssey” and “David Copperfield” and secretly found them to be riotously funny . . . Then there wqs geometry . . . some of us never did extricate ourselves from the trapezoid so neatly laid for us by the math department . . . We all knew all the stories about bio units were true . . . We believed all rumors about the mysterious link between bio lab and the dining room ... We tried to look worldly as Mr. Richardson explained women to us . . . Those were the days of Sawdon,” notorious for his breathtaking antics outside his fourth floor window . . . “Sophomores rule the school” was a loud and cherished cry . .. The slamming door incident ... the Glee Club’s trip to New York, the Sawdon-Lacks fight ... the Saturday night dances at Holiday Hills will long be remembered. Matt Dodds and Tom Kidder were elected Student Council representatives . . . Jim Colvin was awarded the Citizenship Prize . . . Smith, Ernenwein, Tenney and Foehl upheld the Honor Roll representation . . . We were gypped out of a dance by the freshmen ... we complained about our homework assignments ... we envied the seniors in Johnson Hall... we argued about school policy and, well everything . . . and these are more memories. FIFTH FORM — A junior has got to be very tough .. . everyone tells him that “this is the year that really counts” 12