Trott Vocational High School - Trottarian Yearbook (Niagara Falls, NY)

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CLASS PROPHECY I have sTaTed again and again and yeT again Thai- I am noT an ordinary gypsy, ThaT my readings of The fuTure are noT The usual hokum Of The TOFTUHS Tellers buT insfead are The real prophecies of second sighT. a True piercing of The veil. YeT here am l despife my proTesT, seafed in The wifness chair, arraigned on a charge of wifchcraffl The dreadful fear of imprisonmenT looms before me. IT frighfens me. I know I shall noT be able To plead my cause. Already I feel The misTs closing ab-ouT me. I wanT To be able To deny These accusaTions buT my ears are growing deaf To This world and To my faTe. Already I see The clear blue lighT ThaT enfolds me in my Travels. Now, I am floaTing1 Through space. The misT clears below me. I see a plaTform and hear music, rancous voices, and The um of a holiday crowd. IT is clear now. The plaTform belongs To a side show in The worId's IargesT circus. A man of disTinguished appearance is speaking. The voice booming ouT in ringing Tones belonges To Joe Sadlo. I-Ie is inTroducing Blanche Mormel, leader of one of The largesT orchesfras known ThroughouT The world. Over yonder Roy Espina is selling exTras which bash The familiar faces of John Brierly and Ben Bryk, famous ex Iorers iusT reTurned from Their explorafory Trip To Mars. The picTure of Nellie Barsochhi covers The fronT page of a Broadway paper. She is Touring The world, iT seems for The fifTh Time, wiTh her accordian, a famous one-man show. The SCSHS changes: I am on a Tennis courT in Key WesT. Florida. The swish of a swifT ball comes To my ears. Before me I see The IiThe figures of Arnold Dandrea, Edward I-lenry. Hilda Croisdale, and I-Ielen Bax, Olympic Tennis champions from The UniTed STaTes. Loud cheers of The crowd draw my aTTenTion To a nearby pool where The naTional swimming meef is being held. The vicTors are John GerTz and RuTh I-Iaungs. The crowd goes mad, buT is kepT wiThin bounds by The commanding presence of The fighTing STaTe Trooper of Texas, Jack Meierer and his side-kick, Joe Bielic. I recognize John Bankowski, The foreman of a large Cow Ranch in Texas, famous for his skill in Taming bucking broncos and winner of The recenT rodeo conTesT. Suddenly The large universify of NoTre Dame looms before me. Amid The yells, cheers, and waving flags I spy The famous fooTball squad running inTo The Held. I find I recognize some of The faces: There are Tony Lazonis, Mario Cenfofanfi, Eddie MarTino, Ton Bax, Charles Zipp, and Coach John Zikas. Among The specTaTors are many old acquainTances including Julian Woiick and Joe Ubaniak, famous sTooges of The screen. In The grandsTand apparenTIy greaTly excifed abouT The game is seafed The Mayor of Zilch Gulch, William Frose. Now The sound of Tom-Toms beaTs sfeadily upon my ear and wiTh iT comes The savage yell of naTives and a piercing scream. Before my eyes a naTive woman is being drowned by an enormous alligaror. IT is over and a sTillness fills The place as The hearTbroken young chiefTain of The Tribe- sTaIks slowly awa from The dreadful scene. I-le wavers and falls, a dagger pierces his hearT. Killed by his own hancli The deaTh of his preTTy naTive wife has been Too much for him. ThaT's sweII, I hear Lloyd Bridgeman, The cameraman, yell. Then confusion follows, for alas! The naTive was noT acTing. I-Ie has played his parT Too well, carried away by The emoTion in The scene he has acTually ThrusT The dagger info his breasf. The company docTor, Eddie Chrisfman, runs forward while Flora Marsico adminisTers firsT aid as nurse. BuT There is no hope. AnoTher Tragedy in The name of arf. BuT The show musT go on, of course. Though Charles Peck and CynThia Jones, The leading sTars of The screen producfion, vaIianT Troopers Though They are, find Themselves subdued and shaken. In The disTance looms Shark's Island, where hundreds of men Toil day in and day ouT, knowing no hope of freedom. They are prisoners, criminals of The IowesT Type, yeT among Them walks a sTaTely man, whom all love and admire for his kindness. I-Ie is a preacher, Their only Tie wiTh The ouTside world and Their loved ones. This kindly-faced man is Ross JirciTano. Guarding These dangerous criminals I recognize Angelo Perno, Edward MisTer, Willie Pychial, carrying on in Theri work aIThough hourly in danger of losing Their lives wiTh These men. Now I hear The busTIe and sTir of indusTry. The scene shifTs, I am back again in Niagara Falls and I see AnThony Nero and Edward Cyepinski working as FirsT Class Machinisvfs, Erwin I-Ioyle Teaching Machine Shop aT TroTT in place of our beloved Mr. Kaiser. and George Brinda working wiTh The lnTernaTional Paper Mill as leading No. I Truck driver. I see Television made possible by Eddie I-Ioyle: I see The famous InseparabIe Trio radio sTars: Tessie AsTorino, Theresa MarTino, and Olga Garcia. I see Ben Wozniak enTerTaining millions wiTh his crooning over The air, and I see Fred Moore is exalTed dipper of The Moose Organizafion. Darkness descends: iT is pierced by a bolT of IighTning. I hear The crash of Thunder, misTs again, The blue Iighf. and Then suddenly I am in The courTl I am on Trial! The spokesman of The iury rises To speak! WhaT will The verdicT be? GuilTy or noT guiITy!!! OLGA GARCIA, Class PropheT, N36 I '51

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Jack Roberfs Baldy Eleclric Baseball Foofball Volleyball Joe Sadlo Sadlo Commercial George Sprague Millwrighl' Traflic S uad q Baskelball-l n'rra Mural Volleyball-l nfra M ural Honor Roll Yearbook and Newspaper Slaff Ulda Toseffo AuldilIy Commercial Honor Roll Joseph Urbenialr Joe E. Brown Maclwine Baslcefball Volleyball Honor Roll Baseball Harold Waddell ..Reed.. Elecfric Baslcelball Sludenf Council Volleyball l'4l While, Clara ..Hey.. Commercial Secrelary Senior Class Lawrence Wiseman WIsey Elecfric Frank Wisz Honor Machine Baslcelball Volleyball Beniamin Woxnial: Cap'f Machine Execufive Council Senior Class Commiffee Baslcefball Volleyball Baseball Zenon Wroblewski Mm wfsgm us Golf Band Honor Roll

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CLASS HISTORY, '36 From The various schools in The ciTy. we sTudenTs have come To TroTT for a purpose. Some of us came To play: some ouT of curiosiTy: oThers To obTain a definiTe vocaTion To guide Them in The fuTure.i LeT us recall The fond memories of our TirsT year in TroTT. Do you remember how we all looked for Room 34 and how we Tried To locaTe our assigned seaTs and home-room Teachers in our firsT assembly? T-low wiTh eager. smiling faces and dressed in our Sunda besT, we all wenT To The firsf school dance? Remember how we ouT-cheered The Seniors aT The fooTball, games? Then we were promoTed. We were Seniors! AT The beginning of The second year we fulfilled our duTy To elecT The new officers for The STudenT Council. The work of These ofhcers in our school acTiviTies. boTh scholasTic and aThleTic, will remain as a model for The fuTure officers of The STudenT Council. Suddenly sorrow sTruck deep amid The io and laughferg we losT one of our finesT friends. our principal. Mr. Harmon L. Gregory, who died! November 2. l935. Mr. Gregory so puT his energy. enfhusiasm, and hearT inTo This insTiTuTion, ThaT every room. every hall has memories of him. These inspired us To carry on gallanTly wiTh The greaf work upon which he had launched us. under The com- peTenT direcTion of his friend and ours, Mr. Sharp, who so undersfandingly guided us during Mr. Gregory's illness. Then while The shop sTudenTs lamenTed The loss of Their insTrucTor in ChemisTry. The STudenT Body rejoiced in Their acquisiTion of Mr. Bacon as vice-principal. Our foofball season o ened under The splendid leadership of Coach Cripe. On SepTember 27. The opening game was pljayed aT Dunkirk underneaTh The arTificial lighTs. ln spiTe of The facT ThaT we losT The TirsT game. TroTT's spiriT was undaunfed, for our vicfories were double our losses, The ToTal regisTering 6 and 3. ' This fighTing spiriT and sporfsmanship carried over inTo The baskeTball season wiTh ll vicTories. The memory of which filled our hearTs wiTh pride despiTe The facT ThaT Mr. Sharp losT The high silk haT. The gay social season began wiTh greaT enThusiasm under The capable guidance of The Social Com- miTTee. We all enjoyed The AuTumn, ChrisTmas. and Spring Proms which were held in The evenings, and our afTernoon dances shared equal success. On January lb. The TroTT Music DeparTmenT presenTed a MinsTrel Show which was one of The year's main acTiviTies. IT was a presenTaTion of negro songs and dialogue. Besides being a splendid per- formance. iT proved also To be a financial success. Days flew by and before we realized iT. we were asTonished To find ThaT The Time had come To make plans for our graduaTion. Mr. Small was elecTed as our faculTy advisor. and George Brinda PresidenT Jack Meierer Vice-PresidenT Fred Moore Secrefary Clara WhiTe Treasurer Took up Their respecfive offices. Our sad ThoughTs of deparTure were cheered somewhaT by elaboraTe plans or our Senior parTy and dance of May l5. And so-Teachers, classmaTes. and acTiviTies have all now become Treasured memories of Alma MaTer and we courageously seT forTh To fill The fields of life, secure in The knowledge . . . l OuT in The highways, wherever we go. Seed we musT gaTher and seed we musT sow: Even The TiniesT seed has a power, Be iT a ThisTle. or be iT a flower. ThaT which we gaTher is ThaT which we sow Seed-Time and harvesT alTernaTely flow: When we have finished wiTh Time 'Twill be known l-low we have gaThered. and how we have sown! GABRIELLA MICKIEWICZ, Class Hasiorasn, '36 I 161