Waynesboro Area Senior High School - Wayarian Yearbook (Waynesboro, PA)

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W w e e l 9 ag. . f I fl l 'f Q so 9 7 Sf- X SENIOIQ CLASS ROLL Mary Baker Wayne Baker Leila Barnhart Marie Barnhart Marjorie Beall Thelma Beam Crawford Beard Richard Bercaw Harold Biser Reda Bowers john Breidenthal Harold Brubaker Paul Burger Marshall Burkhart Evelyn Butterbaugh Roy Clapsaddle Charles Cline Elizabeth Cline Vivian Coffman Gladys Coover Frank Cruickshank Thomas Eakle Blanche Flanagan Bahner Fleagle Grace Foreman Mabel Frantz joe Fullerton Marv Elizabeth Mildred Funk Harold Gilbert Mary Gingrich Eleanor Good Elizabeth Gorman Robert Haner Ethel Happel Paul Harper Elizabeth Helfrick Allen Hockersmith Caroline Holtz Elmo Hoover Donald Ingels Anna Mary Kauffman Mignon Kauffman Pauline Kauffman Lillian Kepner Guy King May Kitzmiller Frances Layman George Long Fuss 9195 George Machen Gladys Machen john Martin Ray Martin Hilda McKee Josephine McKelvey Margaret McKibbin Madeline Mentzer Evelyn Miller Lee Miller Mildred Miller Ralph Moore Lillian Mumma Daniel Newman Rhoda Newman Hilda Noel Leon O'Toole Max Perr Ruby Petrie Lawson Potter Evelyn Rodewick Frederick Rodgers Frank Rosenberger Lucille Rowe Robert Rowe Corine Sarbaugh Ellwood Sheaffer Mary Louise Shildneck Robert Shockey Harold Shuck Lindsay Snider Anna Snowberger Thelma Snyder Martha Sollenberger Margaret Stevens Charles Stoner Pauline Stoner Watson Stoner Cecil Stoulfer Ralph Strite Robert Sulanke Lynn Walk Gertrude Washabaugh Hazel Weaver Alton Wingert Isabell Wishard Isabelle Wolff Margaret Wot'kman

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I sci' A ,, T 'D eg 11 e v E, U , bf if SENIOR President -, .... Vice President -, Secretary H- Treasurer M- Advisers --- CLASS OFI IC7ERS -N Lindsay Snider ,--,,,- Lynn Walck ,-- Martha Sollenberger WA- Leila Barnhart --, L. C. Smith Mary E. Sleichter awe

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,fxisaa 1 f as -Q 5 6' 0 S 1 S N ,, o hw' S SENIOR CLASS IJROIJHICCY lt was on a sultry evening of July 1950 that, with a last tired whir, our Fokker tri- motored plane landed on the W. C. Stoner Landing Field of Harbaugh's Crossroads in South Carolina. As we alighted from the plane, weary and travel-worn, a bell-hop came running from the Inn and we were amazed to recognize tiny Bahner Fleagle, grown up at last. As we reached the steps, talking of old times, the white-haired proprietor himself came to welcome us exclaiming, Well, well, if it isn't Ruby Petrie and-bless my soul-Pauline Kauffman. We could not understand and it was only after having seen a vaguely familiar l'ChexHy parked at the side door that we concluded that this was Raymond Welty Harbaugh, iimse . When the confusion had subsided, we noticed a janitor, grimy from the furnace room, tacking up a poster which announced the arrival of Lee Miller and Ralph Moore, who would demonstrate their latest invention, The Telo. Although hard to believe, the profile of the janitor was undoubtedly that of Harold Shuck. Who would have thought that the immaculate Harold would stoop to such a profession? That evening we joined the crowds in the lobby to see the demonstration. A group had gathered around a feeble white-haired woman whose voice was undoubtedly that of Miss Sleichter. She was acting as fortune teller for the guests at the Inn and, when we saw her, she was foretelling the success of the Telo. Miss Sleichter's joy at again meeting two of those ignorant seniors of W. H. S. was almost pathetic. Before we had finished reviewing old times the room was darkened and the success of this scientific marvel began to be establish- ed. We waited eagerly to see what would happn. At first only a dim figure was seen, which soon materialized into the form of Madamo- iselle M. E. Fuss who was giving a vocal recital in Leitersburg, Md. At once we remembered the musical talent of May Kitzmiller and asked the inventors to show us what she was doing now. But, what was that noise? We saw a dance band, direct- ed by Paul Burger, playing in Tinkling Toes Night Club of New York City. The club was owned by Mr. and Mrs. Merk Riddlesberger and Mak was the smiling hostess. But we were to see more classmates here. In one corner Joe Fullerton, a famous teacher of etiquette, who had begun his career in the Culture Club of W. H. S., was showing how to skillfully man- ipulate the knife while eating peas. Delighted we watched a toe-dance act by Mary Louise Shildneck, Corine Sarbaugh and George Long, which was characterized by unequaled grace. Their accompanist was none other than George Machen. In another corner of the club, a riotous crowd demanded our attention. We could not imagine that highballs could have such effect on Frank Cruickshank, Hilda McKee, Elizabeth Helfrick, Cecil Stouffer, Paul- ine Stoner, Max Perr and Charles Stoner. Their class reunion was rather boisterous. Disgusted with such night life we asked to see Reda Bowers, the sedate girl of our class. But again what a surprise! We saw a great crowd swarming around Reda, con- gratulating the now famous swimmer upon her successful non-stop swim to the Canary Islands. The inventors again changed the picture and confronting us was a bustling circus. We wondered whom we would recognize here and it was not long before we saw Lynn Walck, carrying water for the elephants. Hardly had our attention been taken by the band, led by Bean Wingert, when the fairy-like figure of Evelyn Rodewick appeared and we gazed spellbound as she tripped lightly over the rope stretched high above the crowds. Lynn's anxiety for Evelyn's safety could not remain unnoticed. Then came the riders. We saw Ethel Happel and Leila Barnhart, gracefully poised on the backs of snowy ponies and Elmo Hoover wielding the whip. Outside the big tent were the side shows, where Naniel Newman was loudly proclaiming the unequaled ability of Lillian Mumma, snake charmer and en- chantress, Mabel Frantz, the heavy woman with an avoirdupois of 550 lbs. and Lawson Potter, commonly known as Bill, the midget. The peanut vender, with a husky voice was Ted Rodgers. In a fiash that picture disappeared and one of the Scotch Highlands appeared. Before a tiny hut we saw Lin Snider, dressed in the native kilt and lustily puffing on a set of bag- pipes. Wayne Baker, the head dairyman, crossed the field and wearily sat down to listen to the melodies issuing from Lin's pipes. 5202