Waterford High School - Fordian Yearbook (Waterford, NY)

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Marion C. Cooper “Coop” “A good heart is better than all the heart in the world.” Dancing Club 1. 2; Freshman Hop Committee 1; Sopho- more Soiree Committee 2; Treasurer, International Relations Club 3; Typing Cluh 4; Pin Committee 4; Senior Ball Com- mittee 4; Senior Play 4; Fordian 4. CLASS SONG Tune: “Together” We’ve had four years together Through laughs and tears together In W aterford High together But we knew someday we would go away. For forty-seven we worked Our tasks we never shirked We’ve had our fun and now that it’s done, We’ll all be good friends together. Tis the last time, together So let us recall, together The fun that we’ve hail together For we won’t forget all the times we met. As Freshman we had our Hop, We said then, “We can’t be stopped.” We’re leaving you, but we’ll always be true To Waterford High forever! Dorothy Burgess

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Eleanor Watkrbcry “Watermelon” “Every why hath a wherefore.” Freshman Hop Committee 1; Photography Club 1; Sopho- more Soiree Committee 2: Senior Choir 2, 3, 4; Librarian, Senior Choir 4; Orpheia Club 1; Junior Prom Committee 3; Junior- Senior Banquet Committee 3; Candy Dance Committee 1; International Relations Club 4; Troy Area Youth Council 3, 4: Student Conductor 4; Illustrator, Inter-Nos 2; Senior Ball Com- mittee 4; Fordian 4; Senior Play 4. William Albert Wondisford “Willie”—“Bill” “I had rathqr have food to make me merry, than experience to make me merry.” Fordian 4 ; Inter-Nos 2; Freshman Hop Committee 1; Avia- tion Club 1; Sophomore Soiree Committee 2; Senior Play Com- mittee 4; Junior Prom Committee 3; Senior Ball Committee 4. Stuart L. DeYoe “Stu-Bone” “He was the mildest mannered man that ever cut a throat.” Fordian 4; Senior Ball Committee 4; Senior Play 4; Sports Banquet 3; Junior Prom Committee 3; Dramatics Club 1; Junior-Senior Banquet Committee 3; President, International Relations Club 3; Temporary President, International Relations Club 4. Twenty-five

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The 1947 Fordian CLASS HISTORY In 1492 Columbus discovered America but it wasn’t until 1943, when the Class of ’47 reached high school after a long, hard climb, that the country reached its peak. For four long years Waterford High has basked in our com- pany, but alas, all good things must come to an end, and in June 1947 our radiant smiles will leave our Alma Mater forever, (knock wood!) In the meantime, though, we have not been content to rest on our laurels. No indeed. We have been very busy. In four years we have used up two faculty advisers and seriously affected the health of a third. Miss Fortune, Mrs. Getman, and Miss Gainor, you are to be congratulated. For heroism above and beyond the call of duty you will be awarded the Black and Blue Heart. On the social side we have also been able to overcome inertia to a consider- able extent. For example: In our Frosh year we started out by having a Candy Dance, which Miss Fortune said whs very sweet of us. When the Fourth War Loan Drive was held the Senior Class held a white elephant sale. Despite the shortage of white elephants we managed to help the drive considerably. We “budding” Freshmen also held our “Freshman Flower Festival” in the Spring. The records show that we rested up the rest of the term in preparation for a hard Sophomore year. When our Sophomore year finally rolled around, we set to work to do some- thing this year. We started things fast with our Sophomore Soiree on November 3 and in our usual speedy fashion had another dance—six months later. It was quite a novelty—a luck dance held on Friday, April 13. We had tempted fate— and look at us now! When the second semester began in January, Miss Fortune finally gave up the struggle and moved to Watertown for some rest. Mrs. Laura Getman took over in high spirits, but when the semester was ended— so was Mrs. Getman. On hearing that in two years we would be out of high school and into the army, the Japanese surrendered in August 1945. The Atom Bomb hit Hiro- shima in August and one month later we hit Room 309 and Miss Gainor, our new adviser. In our Junior year, still as light-hearted (and apparently as dumb) as we had been two years before, we really set the world on fire. (We tried the same thing with the school, but the fire department is only next door.) In rapid succession we had a Round and Square Dance, a Card Party and Fashion Show, a Food Sale, a Snowball Hop, another Round and Square Dance, a Junior Prom, a Junior-Senior Banquet and—apoplexy. We also purchased our class rings this year, naively confident that the next year would see us on the pinnacle of achievement, our Senior year. Surprisingly enough, it did. Now, we thought, our climb is over. There is no place to go and nothing to do. Heh! Heh! Heh! If we had only known! In between homework, aptitude Twentyse vcn