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

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16 VERGENNES HIGH SCHOOL think they’d come in pretty handy don’t you Ernie? I also leave to Senator Erwin Clark my manly build and rugged disposition so that he may enter the outside world as a wrestler as I intend to do. I. Alfred Jerger, leave to Donald Spooner my pick-up truck, so that he may do all the running around for the High School as I’ve done during the past four years. I also leave to Benny Dike, my big brown eyes and lazy drawl. They got me places. Benny, so I’ll let you try your luck with them. You may have to get your glasses changed. I, Alice Larrow, leave to Lorraine Poquette my ability to chew gum in class without getting caught. You don’t seem to have very good luck, do you. Lorraine. Also I leave to Ginny Lackard. my boy friend’s motorcycle, so Bob won’t always have to “traipse” down to your house whenever he wants to see you. Now you can go see him. I. Margaret Little, leave to Kenneth Roberts my flaming red tresses. It seems as though we heard you were particularly fond of red hair. Kenny. Also I leave my fiery temper to Shirley Hamel, maybe it would be a good thing if you did get flustered once in a while Shirley. I leave to Molly Burnham mv vast store of wit and humor to use when she is having trouble with Walt. Just say something funny, Molly. Walt likes to laugh. You two don’t fight anyway do you? I. Betty Norton, leave to Kay Looby my completed English assignment. Looks like you’ll have to find some new excuses now, Kay. I also leave my snappy swing and sway walk to Dud Whitney and then everyone will recognize him bv the way he walks. I, Roberta Shepard, leave to Paul Chapman my natural wavy hair. Now you won’t have to spend so much time in front of the mirror, Paul. I also leave to Gloria Merrill, my ability to stay home nights. It’s really not as gruesome as you think it is, Gloria. I. Alice Wallace, leave to Jean My- ers, my sweet, gentle voice, never mind though, Jean, you’ll get by. Also I leave my history marks to Betty Jordan. They may come in handy sometime, Betty, I’ll also throw in the book too, there are a lot of pictures in it. I. Walter Wood, leave my gift of gab to Jimmy Smith? I always seem to find something to say, don’t I Jimmy? Especially if the conversation is on the feminine side. Also I leave my car to Marvin Blakely. Maybe you can have a little variety then, Marvin. I also leave to Molly Burnham my ability to get caght chewing gum in Mrs. Patterson’s class. Oh ! I forgot you already have that ability. I, Clovis Yandow, leave to George Bibeau my “Romeo Technique.” Here’s wishing you all the good luck I’ve had, Georgie. I also leave to Coleman Parker my pet excuse for never having my home work done. If the truth were known, it could be that you and I have the same basic reasons, huh, Coleman. CLASS POEM Amid this time of turmoil In a world wracked with sin. There is a challenge ringing For the future citizen. The world is in need of a guiding power That will keep us from straying afar. And bring us back to a peaceful state Guiding us far from war. It doesn’t need the atomic bomb, Nor guns with bullets flying, But man’s love for his fellowman And the will to work together. So on this day of farewell To our classmates and our school, We, the class of forty-six, Will strive to reach our goal. So we are ready to play our part In this, our world of strife; We will learn from the errors of others We will build for all a good life. Jean Daigneault, ’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

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BLUE AND WHITE 17 CLASS SONG (Tune: The Best Things in Life Are Free) The time has come when we must part Now into the world we'll go. Leaving behind the school we love And friends we have come to know. Down deep in our hearts. We wish we were back, In high school once more, just as before, But onward now we all must go, So farewell, dear old V. H. S. As we ascend that narrow path Which leads us to heights above, • Our thoughts will often wander back To school days we’ll always love. As we journey on, ' In years drifting by, We’ll often recall, old Vergennes High. But now our separate ways we’ll go So goodbye, Class of ’46. Betty Norton, ’46.