Tuscarora Valley High School - Tuscarora Yearbook (Port Royal, PA)

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June 30, 1959 Dear Diary, Back to the classroom for me! My vacation is over, and it has been a wonderful one. It’s been two weeks since I boarded the big plane, The Sky Bird , to begin my travels. Can you imagine my surprise when I saw that the stewardess, with the pretty smile, was ray former class mate, Grace Ard. Grace informed me that her husband, June Vagner, was the pilot of the plane. Together thev had made many flights to Europe and Asia. When the plane landed in New York, I was met by my old class mate, Erie Booher, Erie was a model for the Powers Agency. During my visit there she took me to the Roller Skating Revue . I gasped with amazement when I saw that the star of the show was none other than my former classmate, Sally Wagner. The crowd was pleased by her spectacular performance. That evening we were accompanied to tne show bv Kathrvn Deen and Patsy Emerv. The two girls were opera- ting a large beauty salon in New York. Erie told me that Mr. Powers sent all his models to their salon. After a short visit with Erie, I spent some time with Joan Kepner in Washington, D.C. Joan was secretary to the Attorney General and was very ousy, but she managed to take some time off to show me the sights of Washington. The first place we visited was the baseball park. Fireball Shields— yes, our classmate, Harold—was on the mound for the New York Yankees. Harold pitched a shutout and defeated the Washington Senators, 5-0. On the way home from the game, we stopped at the Walter Reed Hospital to see Purcell Shelley, who was head physician there. That evening some friends of Joan’s took us to a concert. Imagine our pleasure when we heard Gertrude Andrew as the soprano soloist. The next day, while traveling by train to St. Louis, I occupied the seat beside Skip Bitting, who was now a colo- nel in the army and was returning to his post after a 10- day leave. He told me that Charles McCahan was head of the forest rangers in Pennsylvania. He said that since Charles had assumed this position, forest fires in his area were practically unheard of. Skip was very much surprised when I told him that Philip Bargo was a photographer for a large television studio in New York. After a short stop in St. Louis, I started ray homeward journey. On the way, I stopped for a few days with Mary Lou Aumiller in Toledo, Ohio. She was married to the owner of a large chain of meat markets. The first evening Nellie Lyter, wife of a telephone company executive, dropped in to see us. While she was there we turned on the radio and listened to the Bob Ditmer Show . Bob’s natural flair for comedy had placed him jn th first rank of television entertainers. Since the next day was Sunday, we attended the services at a beautiful church in the country. Mary Lou had antici- pated ray surprise when I discovered the pastor was my former class mate, Ben Gaul. Well, dear diary, it’s getting late and time for me to say Goodnight . But I want to add in closing that although my travels are over, I shall never forget ray classmates and the days we spent together. 21

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CLASS WILL Being of sound mind and body, the class of 9 makes this final will and testimony. I, Nancy Telfer, leave my long curls to any nice young girl who can use them. It’s a load off my mind. I, Skip Bitting, leave my quiet voice to Bud Fleck, with hopes that the teachers may be heard next year. I, Gertrude Andrew, leave all my chewing gum wrappers to Leona Ritzman. They will start a good fire in the fur- nace next winter. I, Jack Shields, leave my immense height to some short girl like Mona Booher. Just don’t get too tall, Mona. I, Joan Kepner, leave my trombone to some big strong . boy like Don Tov sey. Don’t let it get the best of vou, Don. I, Philip Bargo, leave my arguing ability to Shirley Hockenberry. She may need it. I, Grace Ard, leave my curlers and hair pins to Jane Kirkwood. Maybe she can use them to good advantage. I, Charles McCahan, leave my carefree wavs to Dari Burdge. Make sure that thev don’t go to your head, Dari. I, Patsy Emery, leave all my art implements to next year’s yearbook staff. Don’t let me down, Class of 1950 I, Erie Booher, leave with everyone the hope that some day I will grow. I, Purcell Shelley, leave my ability in chemistry to Ralph Ditmer. Beware of explosions! I, Kathryn Deen, leave my typing abilitv to Peggy Sie- ber. Don’t get your letters mixed, Pe?gy. 1»Ross Warner, le ve to next year’s advertising mana- . ger my ability as a salesman. Smile. You’ll get more ads. I, Sally Wagner, leave my. twirling abilitv to Pearl Kerchner. Don’t drop it, Pearl. I, Ben Gaul, leave mv pleasing personality to Alton Meminger Make good use of it, Alton. I, Nellie Lyter, leave my ability to cook to Miriam Kilmer. You musn’t-burn things, Miriam. I, Marv Lou Aumiller, leave my singing ability to Mary Peterson. Please don’t fail us, Mary. We want to hear a good lee club next year.

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We, the Class of L9 entered Tuscarora Valley High School in September, nineteen hundred and orty-five with an enrollment of twenty-two members. Like other fresh- men, we were timid and shy for the first few weeks. How- ever, being an ambitious and willing class, we soon learned the customs and routine of high school life. Our first task was the elction of officere which were as follows: presi- dent, Grace Ard; Secretary-Treasurer, Mary Lou Aumiller; Student Council members, Nancy Telfer and Ben Gaul. Our first project was the sale of school hats and insignias. Our eyes beamed with joy as we earned the first few dollars t.ovfard our senior trip. One of the hi-lights of our fresh- man year was our class Halloween party, which was held in agricultural building. All the facultv members were in- vited and we all had a wonderful time. Even as early as our freshman year, many of our class members were active in sports and dramatics. Our class was well represented in Land of Cotton , the all-school minstrel and Garden of the Moon , the all-school play. After a well earned summer vacation, we returned as sophomores,five less in number, but just as ambitious as before. This year we elected the following officers: Pres- ident, Purcell Shelley; Vice President, Philip Bargo; Sec- retary-Treasurer, Joan Keoner; Student Council members, Nancy Telfer and Charles McCahan. As soon as we elected our officers, we began to sell writing paper. Evidently we had some ood salesmen in our class, for we sold almost a hundred boxes. Writing paper wasn’t the only thin we were able to sell. During that year our class won the ice cream party for selling the largest number of magazines in the Curtis Publishing Co. Campaign. After the first semes- ter, our class added to its treasury by snonsoring roller skating parties at Kishacoquillas Park. We were verv dis- appointed this year because we weren’t initiated into the ranks of upper classmen at the Junior Prom. Thanks to time and our teachers, we soon forgot our first great disappoint- ment • Eighteen jolly Juniors arrived at school the next year ready for hard work. We elected the following officers to guide us through our Junior year; President, Ben Gaul; Vice President, Nancy Telfer; Secretary-Treasurer, Joan Keener; Student Council members, Sally Warner and Charles McCahan. One of the ma n events of our junior year was our class plav, Hook, Line ana Sinker . Although it was the first pla our class had presented, it was considered one of the best that had been given in our school. After a hard-fought contest with the seniors, we won the March of Dimes contest by contributing more mone than any other class in the school. We worked with great zeal all year on our school paper, the Tuscirora , and by the end of the year we were able to hon- or the seniors by giving them a very elaborate prom at Green Gables. After a delicious turkey dinner, we danced to the music of Tom Quinn’s orchestra. All agreed that they had had a most enjoyable evening. All eighteen members of our class returned in the fall of our senior year. We elected as our class officers, the following people: President, Robert Ditmer; Vice President, Purcell Shelley; Secretary-Treasurer, Joan Kepner; President of the Student Council, Charles McCahan; Student Council members, Kathryn Deen and Ben Gaul. Our yearbook staff was appointed, and we immediately be an production of the Tus- carora . Our work was interrupted, however, by our senior class play, Sis Perkins . This plav, our fin-2l dramatic performance, was a decided success. Continuing our yearbook proauction, we strived to do a goodt job on our final Lit- erary accomplishment. We finally sent it to publication February first, with the understanding that it would be re- turned to us on or about May first. Our last activities were limited to preparations for our final tests and grad- uation exercises. We now depart from our Alma Mater sadly and unwillingly, but still the spirit of triumph reigns supreme in our hearts. 22