Watervliet High School - Spectator Yearbook (Watervliet, NY)

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Tony Dominick, George Woodin and George Dent leave their happy smiles and loyal friend- ship to all underclassmen interested in making friends. Ann Riley, Eileen Crall and Jane Dix, The Three Musketeers of W.H.S., leave their ability to stick together through thick and thin to Nancy Baldwin, Alice Burke and Frannie Curtis. Tom Barry leaves one copy of his newly published book to all underclassmen. The book is entitled H500 Excuses For Being Late. Marilyn King and Marilyn Kehoe, who received the Happy Hunting Grounds igPort Schuy- lerj in last year's will, pass it on to Dottie Sheldon and Mary Ann Paley. Frances Polniak leaves her knowledge of baseball to Happy Chandler. Alex How'ansky and' Marcia Zeph are glad to leave physics. Penny Pakatar leaves her acting talents to anyone who wants to perform in the Student Council play next year. ' Mary Boghosian and Elizabeth Patzarian leave their well developed brains to Ann Bryan and Josephine Mori. Bob Welsh leaves his machine shop knowledge to Teddy Howansky. Gene Mongiello leaves his sharp driving to a junior, Frank Wimpy Romeo. Al Castle leaves his numerous freckles to l'Big Ronnie Field. . We regret to inform you that one of our members, namely Warren Schelde. refuses to leave any- thing to anyone until he gets the two bottles of pop owed to him by Cynthia Hills. Sylvia Knorring and l'Hank McGrath leave their brains to Einstein and Frankenstein re- spectively. Frannie McGhie leaves her Scottish tales and accent to Mr. Hill. Armando Parente leaves four bottles of Save-the-Baby to the members of the faculty. It is to cure headaches. John Moore and Carmen Oliviere offer their line of... ....... fascinating stories to Bob Sheehan and Dave Gould. The Senior Class also gives the juniors three boxes of boots and shovels. Cool Water Kachidurian awards his famous voice to Al Jolson. - Bill Butler and Sid Normandin leave their paints. paper. pencils and brushes to Joe Wasula and Jim Riley lkalias John Smithj. Nancy Feathers leaves her weird creations to Lenore Vorce. who needs no encouragement, Melvin Scott, Ricky Deratzian, Marion Dferatzian and Joyce Steiner bestow their talents to the B. T. C. of the junior class. V Wilbur leaves Miss Barrett a lifetime subscription to the magazine of the same name. We. the authors of this, ahem! master piece, think we would be better off if we just left. The members of homeroom llO leave Miss Barrett their thanks for the advice she has given them while they were interned at W. H. S. ' To Mr. Collier. our class adviser, we leave our heartfelt thanks for the care and supervision he has given us from the time we were freshmen until now, when we are grand old seniors. To Mr. Sanders and the whole faculty, we leave our thanks for all the knowledge they have given us throughout our four years of high school. We also leave the promise that we will try to use this knowledge to our best advantage. BILL ADAMS, '49 PHIL TRIMBLE. '49 PERSONALITY DF YOUTH The personality of a school is many individual personalities combined into one-the distinct per- sonality of youth. As we look at a school, ours or any other. what are its most striking characteristics? Of course sports are on the agenda all year round with various phases of emotion and drama- the crispy tang of football air, the mechanical but energetic rhythm ofgcheerleaders, tense spectators. hoarse from cheering and determined players. There are classrooms with serious. in-tent students who automatically become laughing, care- free youths as' soon as dismissal bell rings. F John is beginning to realize that Mary has a pretty smile, and Jane is seeing Fred's broad shoulders in a new light. There are cokes at the corner store and teen-age jalopies of remarkable endurance. Numerous informal dances provide lively, inexpensive entertainment for jitterbug enthusiasts: and the flowing, graceful movements of waltzing couples mark the sedate, colorful settings of formals. An American school is American youth, and an American youth is a versatile person with more maturity and a deeper sense of responsibility than he is credited with. Youth is life-life in its richest form. SYLVIA J. KNORRING, '49

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CLASS WILL As the school year starts to close, we find that it is about time for the Senior Class of '49 to draw up its will. Since we have some ine artists, we should be able to draw a good one. As you know. our class is totally out of its mind: otherwise, why would we be in school? Because of this. doctors refused to pronounce us sane and we almost went without a will. With the use of a little DUZ, we finally produced one 4DUZ does everythingj. The following manuscript, wholly and entirely, is the last will and testament of the Senior Class. We unanimously leave to the entire student body, without repudiation, the little red school house tin one piece we hopej. In case you don't want it, you are stuck with it. Most of all. we leave the library, which is our most important source of knowledge and entertainment. We have it on good authority that the best volume in the school is The Midget Gets the Chair or Small Fry by Edgar Allen Smoo. Fritz Field and Pat Bak, that charming young couple, pass on their secrets of success to Moose Kowalchyck and Carolyn Aylesworth. John Kennedy, the most popular boy in school, grants his track shoes. soccer pants, basket- ball shirt and baseball cap to some athletic junior. Tough uniform to 6113 The fifth period history class. spearheaded by Walt Krage, Dick Fleck, John Keevern and Jack Heminway. leave Miss Hanrahan peace and quiet. Now she can teach about wars instead of being in one. Alice Kapela leaves her extensive wearing apparel to Nancy Baldwin, an already well-dressed girl. Pat Gilbert, Carolyn Anderson and Frances Postulka bequeath their athletic efficiency to Nancy Greer, Cynthia Hills and Miss Lecomte. Joan Rancourt and Marilyn Hopson leave their snappy wit and humor to Joan Davis and Gracey Allen. Red Flannery yields his pass catching ability to John Stanchuk, a capable junior. Doris Yaddow remits all rights, claims, etc. on LaSalle to Pat Hart. Warren Page donates his slow movement to those freshmen who speed around the halls as if they were on a raceway. Steve Puzier leaves behind the '49 yearbook. As editor-in-chief, he did a good job. Walt Nash, Jim Vogel and Ken Vanderhoef leave their hooks, drops. curves and what have you to next year's hopefuls. fFor lessons in pitching contact one of these boys. Rates are reasonable 7 . Frank tRhumba Kingj McCarthy leaves his ever present new steps to Arthur Murray. Marjorie Talay, Frances DiNuzzo. Greta Bennett and Marianne Esposito leave their legal genius to the coming lawyers of W. H. S. Ruth Smith and Anna Toma, the long and short of it all, leave their sunny dispositions to brighten up the halls of W. H. S. on some dark day. Dolores Rochford leaves a year's supply of Gro-Pup to Leopold. Harry D'Agostino leaves his achievements as A. A. president to his successor. h Ed Hughes leaves his collection of excuses for being absent during pheasant season to all young unters. Edgar Daley leaves his inquisitive nature to Tommy Malo. He should be quick to learn. for he is already experienced in this field. Bill Cameron leaves his romantic tactics on and off the stage to Johnnie Stewart. Frank Charles leaves his ability to disrupt a peaceful class with a timely remark to Walt Kippen. Lou Paley leaves his educated soccer toe and head Gwhich have helped win many a gamej to Pete Beeble. Ruth Poole, Mary Celeone, Eleanor Scocca, Jane Sheehy and Jane MacDonald leave The Garnet and Gray with all its pens and ink to Miss Murray and her next year's cub reporter. Catherine Bak and Rosemary Gunsalus leave their classroom tactics to some underclassmen in need of a higher average. Helen Bielawa leaves everything she has borrowed to Mr. Keen with the hope that he will trace the people she borrowed them from. Doc Birmingham leaves his line of circular reasoning which has gotten him into trouble more than once to Lefty Fowler. Carl Olson remits all rights to the radio system to Mr. Sanders. No longer will Oscar in- terrupt quiet classes with his jazz music. Morie Clough leaves his unknown sources of book reports to Porky Robetor. Eleanor Catricala, Joan Palatsky, and Maria Carr would like to leave their unusual entertain- ment ability, but feel they will need it in future life.

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Sl CLASS PROPHECY 551 Park Avenue. New York City, New York March 2, 1969 Dear Liz. Yesterday, while window shopping along Fifth Avenue. I ran into an old friend of yours, Mary Boghosian. As we were talking over old times. she asked me if I ever heard from Liz Pat- zarian. I told her that we corresponded occasionally and that I'd promised to write and tell you all about the Inaugural Ball I attended last month. We spent the forenoon together, and after having lunch, I hurried home to dash off this letter to you. The ball was held in the new Crystal Room of the White House. where I was surprised to meet so many members of the class of forty-nine. Of course, you know that Phil Trimble is now serving his fourth term as president and that Bill Adams has again been appointed Secretary of the Treasury. I had rather a difficult time gaining entrance to the ball room, as secret service agents Lou Paley and Alex Howansky were carefully scrutinizing each guest as he entered. Once inside, however, I was thrilled by the lovely voice of Eleanor Catricala, accompanied by Adam Kachidurian and his band. I listened for a while, till I spied Armando Parente. now head of Save the Ladies chemical industries, sitting at a nearby table with those two popular models, Pat Bak and Melvine Scott. I had been talking with this well-known trio for only a few minutes when John Kennedy and Fred Field, famous Olympic stars in their day. claimed the girls for the next dance. I learned from Fred that Joan Ford, Ruth Smith and Bill Butler had done all the architectural work for the new ball room. And do you remember Marcia Zepf? She is now head of the Marilyn Hopson Hospital, but still the same old Marcia, even after twenty years. She told me that Henry McGrath and Carl Olson are both in the hospital with house-maids knee. Can you imagine! Surveying the crowd once again. I spied a group of notables around the punch bowl. Of course I didn't have to look twice to see that it was Frank Charles, Gene Mongiello, Warren Schelde and Ed Daley. I wasn't long in finding out that they were the president's newly appointed kitchen cabinet. I wonder what kind of utensils they'll make! Liz. you should have seen the way private detectives John Moore and Walter Krage were weaving their way through the crowd. Just like Sherlock Holmes! They seemed to focus their attention on Alice Kapela and Rosemary Gunsalus, two well-known actresses. lDo you remember Rosemary's reading Lady Macbeth in Miss Fortanier's English class back in '49?! I was surprised to see Carolyn Anderson and Pat Gilbert at the ball. The last I heard. they were both in Europe. representing the American Athletic Association lthe girl's association, of coursel. Carolyn told me that Ed Hughes is the ,new mayor of Watervliet and that it was through his influence that President Trimble put Watervliet on the map. Also, to my surprise I saw Eleanor Scocca, Dorothy Fedorchak. Mary Ciepcielinski and Catherine Bak. the former debs of Watervliet. I noticed a crowd had assembled over by the door to have pictures taken. The photographer was none other than George Woodin, with his capable assistant, Marilyn Rettie. You probably saw the picture on the cover of Strife Magazine. Steve Puzier is really doing a fine job as editor-in-chief: isn't he? And Liz-have you read Mary Celeone's gossip column lately? It's really outrageous! Well, getting back to the ball, about ll :45 Rickey and Marian Deratzian got up on a table and sang their version of Stormy Weather -much to the enjoyment of several members of the Cabinet who allegedly were discussing Harry D'Agostino's atomic theory. At the close of their song, I talked with Marian for a few minutes and then decided it was about time I left for home. I took a helicopter to the airport where I just caught the last jet for New York. As I relaxed on the soft sea-foam cushion invented by Tom Flannery, I turned to find that my traveling companion was Frank McCarthy, our ambassador to Russia. Also on the plane was Walter Nash, now an airline official, too old to pilot, but still up in the air. Walter informed me that starting next week. the air rates will be six and one-half cents higher because of the fact that Warren Page, president of the airlines, needs a new car. Well, Liz, that's about all the news for now. I hope you'll be able to make the class reunion in June. though I know your grandchildren keep you pretty busy. .y Sincerely yours, FRANCES MCGHIE