Wayland Central School - Hi Lites Yearbook (Wayland, NY)

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Dennis Evans Not Pictured Ira Smith I shall laugh myself to death. Aliene Swick As quiet, as cool, and as dignified. Rodney Vierhile Obliging and cheerful; industrious and kind. Donald Williams A good heart is worth all the neads in the world. V Ann Zigenfus •Urf Oh, how I hate , to get up in the morning.

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Francis Recktenwald A gay young bacheleor. Mary Ann Recktenwald Nods and becks and wreathed smiles. Kenneth Reynolds A good reputation is more val- uable than money. Elaine Richmond Studies serve for delight; for ornament, and for ability. James Russell Honor lies in honest toil.

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CLASS HISTORY THE NIGHT BEFORE GRADUATION 'Twas the night before graduation, when all through the halls, The seniors were recalling their rises and falls. As frosh we were green, ” but we soon became bolder; As years sped along, and we became older. We elected our officers with Richmond as head. And Miller as treasurer kept us out of the red. Big Tom was our Vice-President, and Edmond our Sec.; They both kept our class from becoming a wreck. The big Freshman Frolic was the event of the year. We sang and played games, which erased all fear. With June exams over, and our minds now at ease, We left for the summer without paying class fees. September rolled around-all too quickly some thought. We got down to business: Fun and knowledge we sought. As sophomores we held elections once again, To choose those to lead us through thick and through thin. Gary Miller was President, with Davis as his Vice-, And Weiermiller and Schultz, helped break the ice. We collected our dues, and at the end of the year, Held a picnic at Stony Brook, which most held quite deai. The summer passed quickly; back to school we came. We now were big juniors, the upper-classmen by name. We edited The Echo, ” the junior class paper. With Griffin as boss, ” we cut quite a caper. We held class elections with the boys in majority; Only Trudy as Secretary, was from the minority. Our President was Schultz, backed up by Miller; And to serve as treasurer, we re-elected Weiermiller. After many postponements our Leap-Year Dance was held. We danced in our stocking-feet, and during the squares we yelled. When spring arrived. May also came-fresh--and green--and still. We held the annual Junior Prom; the theme, The Old Dutch Mill. ” The king and queen were chosen, a lovely couple they were. The queen was Judy Edmond; the king, Ev. Weiermiller. After May, came June; with tests and regents to take. We knew that only one more step on the ladder we would make. Summer passed so quickly, as they always seem to do. We were great big seniors now, when in fall we entered school. We held our class elections which, indeed, set quite a precedent; We re-elected Schultz to lead us with Davis, his Vice-President. We elected Miller to take down all the notes: And with Weiermiller as our treasurer, the boys controlled the votes. We got our yearbook underway; our editor was again, Elaine. She got together her loyal staff, which for her, relieved the strain.