Washington Irving High School - Alhambra Yearbook (Tarrytown, NY)

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The General Organization which constitutes the student government of our school compiled a fine record of Worthwhile activities and ac- complishments under the leadership of Duncan Demp- ster, Charles Singleton, Jem- ma McGowan, and Carolyn Clary. This year the G. O. attained a membership of 426. It join- ed the Westchester County Association of Student Coun- cils and the National As- sociation of Student Coun- cils. Participating in County Government Day, Bob Pella- ton of W. I. was elected gov- ernor. A major event Was the Armistice Day and National Education Week assembly presented by the G. O. The Salvation Army Christmas Food Drive and the Polio Drive were supported enthus- iastically by the student body. Other noticeable activities were the inter-class Track Meet, the G. O. dances, the chartering of buses for the games, and the distribution of handbooks to new stud- ents. A great deal of work was accomplished through the Social Hour, Social Service, Inter-class Track Meet, Stud- dent Assembly, Handbook, Traffic, and Lost and Found Committees. Page tzvelvc 'X o oi Q item HlNlHHl Yp' g 'Q X9

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SlNiIUIlS .Mdfory X 2-e Seniors, Class of '55, we've had some wonderful times together these past six years, and though our days in W. I. will occasionally recall the bitter, embarrassing moments which we all experienced as part of growing up, time will soften all memories and we will remem- ber those carefree, joyous days as precious moments which were ours for only a fleeting instant and which, though we live to be a hundred, will never be ours again. Those seventh and eighth grade days were at times bewildering but always fun. Who can forget Miss Canfield's literature class, or those exciting trips to the Bronx Zoo and the Museum of Natural History which tried so hard the bus driver's nerves? By the time we reached our freshman year, we nonchalantly walked down the halls with our books under one arm, stepped into class a second before the bell, no longer were frightened by the pep meetings, and didn't even bother to show our distain for those babes from Pierson. As initiation approached, our self-assurance vanished and we became our old disgusting selves again. This was the year we explored Philipse Castle, and took that crazy trip to Bear Mountain on the dayliner. Our sophomore year we felt we had arrived. With lots of noise and bustle we joined as many clubs as possible, wreaked our vengeance on the freshman, did our best to out yell the juniors at the games, visited the U. N. and the Metropolitan Museum of Art, held the Mistletoe Hop, our one and only magazine sale, and man- aged to pass our courses only by dint of sheer will power which made us stay home those balmy June days to cram. ' Junior year we were members of the Varsity fsome of us even on first stringj, graceful twirlers, admired cheerleaders, and upper class men. Our rings finally came and we displayed them proudly. The unparalled success of Arsenic and Old Lace made us wonder if there was not some Barrymore or Gable among us. Oh, who of us would ever forget Mr. Hoskins and the window box, the curtain that wouldn't close, dear sweet Abbie and the rest? The year ended in a burst of glory as Blue Hawaii brought moonlight, romance, and the gleaming surf and beaches of Waikiki to W. I. Our senior year found us the leaders of our school on the field, stage, club, and class room, not to mention Russ's and Pinkus's. Somehow it didn't all seem real, but the days sped on, we stumbled through English, History. Chemistry and the rest, spent hours filling out college forms, fulfilled the many duties and responsibilities of seniors and secretly envied the freshmen and sophomores. There were many parties, the senior play, and then with rapid succession, exams, class night, and finally graduation. Pride and tears showed in the eyes of our parents as we walked down the aisles in our stately caps and gowns. We suddenly felt so young and inexperienced, and the thought of leaving W. I. and all the friends We loved so well made everything grow dim. But our confidence returned, we received our diplomas, and said goodbye to W. I. We left with a deep and strong belief in ourselves and in each other, our final gift from Washington Irving. QUzE,T. CoLI..E.G-E W Bonnns I5 1 . , u , an . 0 .1? ,,.-' Miss Hahn - Advisor . . . friend.. .companion to us all. Page fourteen