Vergennes Union High School - Blue and White Yearbook (Vergennes, VT)

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14 VERGENNES HIGH SCHOOL CLASS PROPHECY It is the year 1966. A huge airliner is just leaving LaGuardia Field in New York City. I’m air hostess on the plane and have just discovered that one of my old classmates of V. H. S. is a passenger, namely. Walter Wood. The pilot of the pfane is Clovis Yandow. As Clovis has proved to he very efficient, I can relax and find out all about the class of '46 from that noted writer and critic. Walter Wood. First Walt tells me that under the name of “Troubador Cupid” he runs a column of advice to the lovelorn in the newspaper, “Time of My Life. And that he is now on his way to Boston to appear as a love expert on Radio Station V. H. S. on the Information Please Program. Only yesterday he received a letter from Betty Norton, who, in spite of her blonde hair and blue eyes is having quite a time to capture her “man.” She feels that this is because she is “pleasingly plump.” So Walt recommended her to one of his former classmates, Margaret Little, who has a gym for fat farmerettes. Margaret married after leaving high school and found farm life so dull that she set up this school. Her remedy is a great deal of exercise, staying out nights, and chewing gum for facial muscles. Anyway, I hope she can help Retty because she really deserves to settle down now after 20 years of nursing at the We Cure ’Em Ail Hospital. Now I’m going to tell you about the other members of the Class of ’46. Philip Griffith is teaching a course in Home Economics at Shoe. Horn Bend. Just to be different they hired a man to teach Home Economics for they could tell that Philip was most capable of handling such a position. Alice Harrow has lived a very glamorous life since she left V. H. S. Her first husband started her on the road to fame. He was the owner of the famous Midway Hotel in Chicago and the proud possessor of one million three hundred and forty two thousand dollars. But while on a visit to Peru, Alice fell in love and married a Peruvian. But it didn’t last long. Now she is living with her 17th husband. She seems to be doing all right for herself but is having quite a time to manage her children. Maybe it’s because she has thirteen. Roberta Shepard opened a kindergarten over in Bristol. She has been so successful with children that she has written many articles for “Parents Magazine” on child care. Jean Daigneault works for a New York firm. She’s a model of all types of clothes from dungarees to tailored suits. Francis Burroughs really found his calling. Everyone reads about the cases he has won in the courts. As a lawyer he is unsurpassed in ability. And last but not least, we come to the better part of the senior class of ’46. A gentleman who has really stuck by his native state—Alfred Jerger. Since Alfred was the only member of the class to stay near home he decided to open a ranch. He calls this ranch “Tex Care-away’s Hangout” or “Smoking Guns and Smouldering Souls.” Here we are so busy reminiscing about our classmates that we didn’t even know that our faithful pilot had once again reached the destination on time. Now that we’re down out of the air we’ll continue our normal lives. But it certainly is gratifying to realize that all of the class of ’46 are so successful and have made a mark in the world. Alice Wallace, ’46.

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BLUE AND WHITE 13 CLASS HISTORY Back in 1942 we took our place as the Freshman class of Vergennes High School. After electing Paul Wright, Clovis Yandow, Betty Norton and Jim McEvila as class officers, we settled clown to a year of work and fun. The first major event of the year was Freshmen initiation. Everybody dreaded its coming, but it wasn’t really so bad. True we paraded up and clown the streets looking like monkeys, but so had every class before us. The best part came after the initiation at the gym. when the seniors treated us to cider and cookies and pronounced us full fledged members of Vergennes High School. With Mr. Gile as class advisor we participated in the school scrap metal drive sponsored by the American Legion. Prizes were offered for the three classes collecting the most. However, everyone did so well they raised the prize money and gave us a dance afterwards. When it came to “Stunt Night, we put on a show called “Majoress Bowwow and Her Amateurs,” a facsimile of the Major Bowes radio show. We took second place. We started our Sophomore year with Mr. Berry as our new principal, and Mr. Templeton as class advisor. The following took over as class officers: Jim McEvila, Glenn Purcell, Fred Bull, and Colleen LeBeau. With the help of some of the city’s organizations, the school organized a recreation hall in the Haven block. The students did most of the work in preparing the hall and later enjoyed the benefits of it. That winter we went on a sleigh ride to Panton and afterwards had hot chocolate and cookies. Our Junior year we started off by electing Clovis Yandow. Jim McEvila, Phillip Griffith and Betty Norton as class officers. Then under the guidance of Mr. Palermo, we sponsored a Hallowe’en dance and gave prizes for the two best costumes. The really big event of the year was the Junior Prom, given for the Seniors. With some crepe paper, a crystal ball, four colored spotlights, and a little work, we had one of the best decorated halls in the state. A reception was held for the Seniors from 8:30 until 9:00, and dancing, with Jack Collins’ Orchestra. from 9:00 until 1:00. Everyone had a good time and it was a great success. When our class came together last fall we found we had thirteen members left. Many of our former group had joined the different branches of the service to help Uncle Sam. Walt Wood took over as president and Alice Wallace as vice-president, while Phillip Griffith covered both secretary and treasurer. Mr. Berry and Mr. Galipeau were our new class advisors. One of the first problems of the year was deciding on a Senior play. We solved that by choosing the romantic coinedv, “Garden of the Moon.” With Mrs. Wright as director and the whole Senior class as cast, the play was a success in every way. A staff was chosen for the “Blue and White” and work was started on the Christmas issue. We had a fairly good paper and completely sold out the first edition. Our commencement issue, we hope, will be even better. By a student and faculty vote. Betty Norton was chosen good “Citizenship girl” of the year. Graduation will bring an end to this history, and also to four years of work and fun in this building, which in a way has been our workshop. Here we have prepared for the important business of living. In the years to come we will be separated, but we will always look back at our four years spent at Vergennes Ffigh School with pleasure. Francis Burroughs, ’46.

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BLUE AND WHITE CLASS WILL We, the members of the class of '46, of Vergennes High School of the City of Vergennes, County of Addison, State of Vermont, being of sound mind, memory and understanding, do make, publish and declare the following as and for our last Will and Testament this is to say: We hereby revoke all wills, codicils or testamentary instruments by us at any time heretofore made and: To Mr. Berry we leave a brand new telephone so the children’s parents in the future can telephone their complaints instead of walking clear over to the office. To Mrs. Berry we leave a private secretary to handle the school’s business. You have trouble enough with your classes don’t you Mrs. Berry? We don’t know which your doing, teaching Business Practice or Practicing Business. To Mrs. Patterson we leave a string to hitch to her glasses so that they won’t wonder too far off just when she needs them. I think you left them on the chalk tray Mrs. Patterson. Walter Wood also leaves you his sense of humor so that you may enjoy George Bi-beau in the coming year. To Mr. Palermo we leave the keen interest we have shown throughout American History this year, well most of us, well there were three that paid attention. All right, Betty Norton and Alice Wallace did all right didn’t they? Betty Norton also leaves you her jolly smile to wear in Study Hall, you look SO SOBER! To Mr. Galipeau we leave a bright red sweater so that his blushing moments will go unnoticed. We also leave him a book entitled “How to Argue.” We have heard that Nancy Partch likes a little argument now and then. What about that Nancy? To Mrs. Peck we leave space in the cellar so that when her Home Economics class bakes a cake it won't have so far to fall. We also leave her money to install ventilation in the Home F.c. rooms. How old are the eggs you use in the cakes you make? To Mrs. Wright we leave our old and battered English books. Oh! they got sell a beating being taken home every night. Isn’t that right Clovis? We also leave her a dictaphone to put behind the chairs in the back row. It is rumored that some of the people in the back row had rather talk than listen to the lesson. What are you talking about back there, English? To Mrs. Nelson we leave our good wishes and the one’s of us who have taken Latin from her shall never forget her, oh ! but how they love to forget that Latin. To Austin Booth we leave out-names and in numerous cases, names of others on about every desk in the school. Don’t take them off Austin, especially the one I put right beside the one my great-great grandfather put on there when he was in school. CLASS WILL OF ‘46” I. Francis Burroughs, leave my abil-itv to do my physics and advanced algebra, to Nancy Partch. Not that you really need it, Nancy,—much. I also leave to Bill Taylor my talent for picking on “all” the girls. I wish you wouldn’t take them so seriously Bill. Last but not least, I leave my knowledge of farming to Coleman Parker. You would make the cutest farmer Coley. Moo Moo instead of Woo Woo. I, Jean Daigneault, leave to Jean Guyett, my snappy remarks and “corny jokes. I got by with them Jean, and I think you can too—I hope; also I leave to my sister Jerry, my Bible references, so that she may carry on my view points where I left off. A little argument now and then never hurt anyone, did it Jerry? I leave Marie Bodette my cultured manners and my perfect English, so that she may become a perfect lady. I. Phillip Griffith, leave to Ernie Chapman, my glasses, so that he can see his way around after dark. I