Warrensburg High School - Hackensack Yearbook (Warrensburg, NY)

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THE HI-ROCK Page 9 for the masculine side of the family. That dashing, curly headed lad called Bob has certainly kept the Colonial Arms busy hiring waitresses to keep him entertained. The army is a great life but you won't be able to go out with your mess sergeant ol boy! The next year saw only one change and to tell the truth that was the only change it could stand at that time. Torpe or Twerp, better known to the older folks as Verna Combs issued torth from a sunny sky only to leave us astounded at her vivacious and somewhat haughty air. To look at her now you would never think that she was a shy little bashful girl of sixteen. We sympathize with her feeling that school work does not mix with the army life. Which shall it be? We wonder! In the two years of Junior high school we had a few school parties but none worth mentioning here with the exception of a square dance held at Music Hall. Many of us here learned our exquisite square dancing techniques and a few rounded up some romances. Ch dear, such a year as was our Freshman one. To add to all our difficulties a few new members joined us; namely, Mildred Cleveland. Bill Potter. Dcvid Sprague, Miriam Rey nolds and Bernice Russell. Miriam, the brightest red head around us, has slowly worked her way into our gossip circles, but now her heart lies elsewhere, possibly in Texas! Those Home Ec. days are going to be a help aren't they? Crisco Sprague, our little boy who is so pleasingly plump, can never be re- placed in our school memories. With this electricity shortage, me lad. you could be a multi-millionaire putting those blushes to use on an intersection of Main Street. He makes that little girl friend of his look like a pebble on Miami Beach. No offense, old thing, cause we like you no matter what the scales balance. Everybody knows from Virginia to New Hampshire the class wolf, Bill Potter. He has certainly kept up his good work to keep the title for two years straight. Many an under- classman stands in awe as he strolls by. held up by a girl on both sides. What is that technique, Pot? That come hither gal with the brown eyes called Bernice, then came into our gossip circles. She has brought to our notice the fact that there are armed forces in the U. S. A. Until lately she was the only one of the class to catch and keep an army guy but now they are too numerous even for Business Arithmetic! Millie brought along a bright spot when she entered our class too. If there is anyone within ear shot who is bashful and shy, here is the girl to win your battles for you. If we all had her will. Hitler would soon be out of existence. The main event of this year came when initiation rolled around. Although we may have been slightly verdant, the garlic and olive oil treatment did little to tame us. You lucky ducks that no longer are subject to such vile treatment. Our exotic costumes didn't help the matter any either. The big moments, however, did not come into our pre- sence until our tenth year. That lad with the boisterous laugh and shady humor often called Poopie also entered upon our fair countenance. Oh such a lad as he is! To our knowledge he is about the only personage who can successfully argue himself into vacations after school with the teachers. Has he taken a fancy to them or does he feel more at home here? Ralph Brown, acknowledged as Claribelle, is surely an in- vincible character. Never anywhere could the United States Army find a better cook and waitress. His marks in Home Economics are much above those in Industrial Arts. Is any girl looking for a good wife? The line forms at the right! Last but not least in our class comes Oywin, perhaps known to you as Mr. Zaltz. Here is the one and only Casanova admitted. The number of heartbreaks he has caused is criminal. Irwin, could we inquire as to where you buy those lovely valentines? Norma’s was just too ducky! Here was where we got revenge on that initiation we had the year before. Those poor verdant things! I think they still suffer ill effects from it. These last two years proved to be idle according to the next ones. Our Junior and Senior years saw numerous activities. Candy sales began and did we learn fast the tactics of keep- ing balanced books. Many is the time that we dug in the old sock because of our incompetent debtors. At Christmas time in 41 that memorable party came when pie a-la mode was served. Could you believe it that Mrs. Sullivan ate one-third of a pie? Shhhhh---------we don't want to discourage Jimmy so early in their marriage! Oh for the time when we put on the Senior Ball! It sure was a lot of work but nobody can deny the fact that it was worth it. We shall never forget Bob Barlow's eyes as he watched that tap dancer do her stuff! The worst thing about it all was the cleaning up job. Oh well, it taught a few of us household techniques anyway. This year aside from a few minor parties nothing spec- tacular happened. Our long hoped for Washington trip never materialized, so here we are as ignorant as before. With the dying patience of our teachers, upon us all, we find it now. more than ever, desirable to graduate in '43. To those we leave behind, we only hope that your years will prove as humorous and bright as ours. —Dorothy Stone —Mildred Cleveland CLASS PROPHECY As it was a dismal evening. I sat by the fireplace think- ing over old times. Watching the sparks fly up the chimney, I thought of Mrs. Sullivan building a fire, during a rainstorm, at Echo Lake on one of our class picnics. About this time I heard a knock at the door. I opened it and who should be there but Robert Knipe. Robert had been a Lieutenant in the Air Corps during World War II and had seen lots of action. However, his action had ceased some- what for now he was married to Ronnie, his old sweetheart who worked at the Colonial Arms in Warrensburg. She was taking care of Bobbie. Jr., while Robert was working as coach at dear old Warrensburg High. We started talking things over and to help bring back the memories, I got out one of my old class pictures. The first one we noticed was Dave Sprague. Maybe it was because he was such a little fellow. David had been just young enough to keep out of the fighting over across during the war, as you know, Dave had been a quiet person and had always liked the country. Maybe this was the reason why he had chosen truck farming as a life-time occupation. Next to Dave was Ralph Brown. Ralph, if you remember, took a lot of kidding from the Seniors in 43 , but now he is making out all right. Ralph had been an airplane spotter dur- ing the war and someway or another he became interested in differeni kinds of weather. He never lost this interest and today he broadcasts weather reports over the radio each noon. This is more or less a minor job. however, because he has a more important job in the control tower of the Glens Falls Airport. Standing just behind in the picture is Verna Combs. Ralph had a crush on her at one time, but he got over that as soon as he saw that Verna was going to remain true to Tom Harrington. Today she spends most of her time taking care of the children and doing the housework while Tom is working with the Lane Construction Company as Head Foreman. While we were looking the pictures over, the phone rang. It was Bob Barlow. He was almost a wreck from walking the baby every night. Robert had married a girl who decided if

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Page 8 THE HI-ROCK SENIORS—AT THE END OF A HARD DAY Left Row: J. Burt, E. Howe, B. Russell, D. Wilsey, D. Stone. Middle Row: M. Cleveland, L. Sprague, D. Sprague, L. Wood, N. Wallace. Outside Row: V. Combs, R. Pasco, R. Knipe, I. Zaltz, R. Barlow. Standing: H. Duell: C. Sullivan, Adviser: M. Reynolds. CLASS HISTORY The evolution of the class of 43 has been a long and memorable one. Each year has seen the arrival and departure of members of what is now called the senior class until there are but nineteen left. Commencing under the guidance of Mrs. Maynard Baker, four of our classmates have followed up the years. Namely they are: Edward Howe, Louise Sprague, Janice Burt and Dorothy Stone. Eddie, better known as Leroy, the sole original male member, has come up through the years with only a few minor changes. Now his teeth are fully in place whereas when he started only few were to be seen. His shyness and timidity is much the same as ever including his hobby of sliding down banisters. Few feminine charms have as yet forced their presence upon his mind. Grannie, other- wise known as Louise, is fully fledged as the class jester. Her ever remaining giggle will alway cling deep in the memory of each and every one of us. Her bulging muscle will prove a de- fensive weapon on the home front if wielded as in the past on her male classmates. This characteristic stands out above all on her chronology. Janice, the class shiek in a feminine sort of way, has shown us her ability and techniques of catching and entrancing our big moments. Her dashing charm has always fascinated us and we re still wondering what the future holds. Dotsy has displayed her set ways throughout these twelve years of work and toil and is the only one so far to officially hook and hold her man. Her four feet eleven are our envy and her only regret. These four are to us old crows and ancestors of our class. Starting in the second year, several more joined, but of those only Hazel Duell continued on with the staff. She, al- though comely, is eminent in her field. For further information regarding the subject see file six, folder twelve in Fleet's Library. Somewhere between these two years, another en- tered our midst: namely. James Douglas Wilsey. known as Doug to all his friends. The only drastic changes in this speci- men was from knee to long trousers. He has proved his worth in the athletic field and we all hope he can bowl them over as he has on the alleys. But, Doug, remember this as a friendly gesture, never let those late compositions floor you. It just ain't worth it! Several years have now elapsed and no additions or sub- tractions to the permanent staff occurred until our sixth year. Here much to our delight Bob Knipe, Ruth Pasco, Norma Wal- lace and Louellia Wood joined our everlasting friendships. Ruthie, a mother to every member of our. class, has added zest and fun with her dry humor and constant agitation with the English instructor, Mrs. Sullivan, one of her own clan. Her larope and nip gait has kept us all in awe. How does she do it? Lou is the favorite and the only blond in our class. Her quarrels and reconciliations with that curly headed beau have kept us wondering. Will it never cease to be? Norma, a flap- per in all senses of the word, has proved to be the Juliet of us all. Her ability to attract the opposite sex has often left us envious and dubious! Could it be her charm and grace? Now

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Page 10 THE HI-ROCK he was going to play poker three nights out of the week, that he would put the baby to sleep before leaving the house. Bob thought that this was lenient enough, but he didn't realize the patience it takes to put a baby to sleep. The only thing I could suggest was to give him a couple of sleeping tablets. I was living up to my old name Zip'' by suggesting this. I was only thinking of getting it over with as soon as possible and never gave a thought as to how the baby would react to this. Bob was disgusted with me for suggesting such a thing and as he saw he could get no help from me. he hung up after thanking me for my valuable information. I went back to looking over my class picture and had just seated myself when a car drove up with the horn blow- ing. We rushed out to see who it was. To my surprise it was Edward Howe who had finally found a woman and wanted to celebrate. He invited Bob and me down to the Rockwell Hotel and so off we went. We had to park down the street a way because there was such a large crowd. As we walked up the street we met Dorothy Stone. Dick May. Louellia Wood and Karl Irish. As you might have guessed. Dot married Dick and Louellia married Karl. They had a big double wedding and everything has been working out swell for them. The had just come from the Rialto Theater and as they were go- ing no place in particular. Ed invited them along too. We had just arrived at the entrance when a taxi drove up and out stepped Norma Wallace and Irwin Zaltz. If you remember. Norma and Irwin used to have great times in school during their Senior year. I had never realized that any- thing would come of it. but their marriage was proof enough for me. They were going to the Rockwell too and so we invited Ihem along with us. We went inside and started things off with a big dinner and then, as you might guess, a few'' drinks were bought. But then, what’s a party without a little some- thing to drink. Suddenly the door opened and in rushed a crowd of people, among them a young man clinging to the arm of a dark-haired girl. Good Heavens! It’s Fred and Louise! And sure enough it was a wedding party. That afternoon Louise had said yes' and before she could change her mind Fred had whisked her off to the Justice of Peace. After this we started where we left off. Things went along swell and as the evening passed away, more of my old classmates stopped and came into the hotel. Among them were Janice Burt. Miriam Reynolds. Bernice Russell. Douglas Wilsey. Hazel Duell, Ruth Pasco and Mildred Cleveland. Janice had married Bill Stockwell and was living in Glens Falls. Poor Bill was usually left at home to watch the children while Janice went out visiting the hotels. This is to be ex- pected. however, because Janice always seemed to have a great liking for them. As far as that goes Bill did too. bu Janice unfortunately has Bill under her thumb. However, if Bill is the kind of a person I think he is. eventually there will be an upset in the peaceful home of the Stockwells. This will probably be for the best though, and after things calm down once more, the home will probably return to its former peace- ful standard. Miriam Reynolds had married Ray Haskell after a long hard, and dull trip to Texas in the summer of 43. Confident- ually, Miriam still hates to be winked at. I guess she never will get over that. Bernice Russell finally found a man that suited her. She is now the head waitress at the Plymouth Hotel in New York, and condidentially has a beautiful home in the suburbs of the city. Douglas Wilsey. as you might guess, owns a large dairy farm. He always had been interested in that kind of work. When he was taken in the draft back in 43' he was made bugler because he was used to getting up early in the morn- ing. Doug is married to a girl who was brought up on a farm. This makes everything swell because she can understand him which is more than most people can. Well, so much for Doug. Next we come to Hazel Duell. Hazel, if you remember used to get around when she lived in Warrensburg. In fact she still does. She married a fellow named Harry from Glens Falls and is living there with him. She spends most of her time taking care of the twins and doing the housework through the day. bur at night she's her old self again. She and Harry step out quite frequently and make the rounds’ : confidentially they are about as happy as anyone I know. Ruth Pasco comes next. If you recall, she used to carry a torch for James Alger. She wasn't the only one. but she was the one that succeeded in landing him eventually. She has a rather lonely life, however, as he still is in the Navy and Ruth constantly worries over the stories about a girl in every port. Last but not least we come to Mildred Cleveland. Mil dred at one time had a crush on a sailor named Oscar Swin- ton, but nothing came of that. However, she did end up marrying a sailor. It must be something about the uniform. Do you remember how noisy she used to be? Well, she has made quite a bit of progress with her voice. For the last three years she has won the hog-calling championship in Ohio. Yes sir. she sure has gone places with that voice of hers. The party was noisy and gay until the staid married couples remembered their children at home and one by one reluctantly said good-night. Now Knipe and I are left, and if he doesn't get home soon—. Well, we better leave too— goodnight. Edward Howe 43 William Potter '43 CLASS WILL We Seniors of 1943. being of weakened morals and un- sound minds, hereby give and convey as stated all rights, in- terests. claims and advantages as enumerated below. 1) To the august faculty, who have ruled, dominated and wrecked us as human being we hereby bequeath our broken minds and bodies—but not our un- daunted spirit. 2) To Mr. Cameron we will Miss Fleet's liveliness so that his students in biology, will not invariably fall asleep. 3) To Mrs. Gurney we will the ability to win at contract when playing for high stakes. 4) To Mrs. Sullivan we will a home for two or more located in Warrensburg. Missouri. 5) To Mrs. Lipowicz we give the technique to keep in step when strolling through the park with her hus- band. 6) To Miss Fleet we will the ability to establish and main- tain the backbone of a government all her own. 7) To Miss Roberts we will an interest in Cleveland $ Green House, so that she'll always have flowers to wear in her hair, making her glamorous to her stu- dents. 8) To Miss Smith we will a set of salt and pepper shakers, so that she will always be well seasoned. 9) To Miss Semerad we will a tube of mascara to ac- centuate her Come hither eyes so that the op posite sex will .notice her instead of her noticing them.