Whitesville High School - Wycenian Yearbook (Whitesville, NY)

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GlaU eM-titatef, Fres.de iit-Jomes Fitzpatrick, Secretary-Mary Lou Canf'elu Treasurer-Waiter Folts. Mr. Austin was our advis?r The rest of our class was composed of Russell Ritter. Francis Coleman. Merle Swort, Eugene Bteifoe, Madeleine BIjw, Betty Riley, Edna Sini'h. tn Mary Lou Canfield. This year we or- derca ov.r c'ass rings. They arrived late that year We sponsored the traditional Junior Prom and would have been at a financial loss, had it not been for .Mi Shay’s generosity. A few round and square u'lr.ces were held, that proved to be quite successful. We partu ioatod in the Magazine Campaign, but were defeated by the Seniors In June, we held the Junior a.id Senior banquet at Moonwinks. Here we said farewell to the graduate’s of ’46. Now the lays that we have dreamed of since we entered high school have come .at last. We realize thal our years in school are ending and that we will each gc out into life, to conquer our own worlds. It w«»s necessary for us to choose our class officers and organize projects We immediately elected Rus- sell Ritter for President, Walter Folts, Secretary and treasurer Mr Brewster was selected for cur advis- or The rest of our class consists of Mary Lou Can- field, Madeleine Blow, Edna Smith. Francis v e- - cosdU+utedl man. Richard Kenyon. Merle Swort, James Fitzpat- rick and Robert McAllister, a veteran, who we are proud to have graduating with us. In October, we began to raice the money that we would need. First, we sponsored a dance in the gym. The most successful activity was the Hallo- ween Fair. It consisted of a parade, turkey raffle, refreshments, and all types of entertainment An other dance was held, but was quite a disappoint- men (financially). After this, we settled down to present the play, “Auntie’s Money,” in April, under the guiding hand of Mrs Thomas In the meantime, our best interests are turned to the preparing of the Wycenian. in June, we are to be the guests of the Juniors, at the Junior and Senior banquet. Following gradu- ation we shall be on our way to New York City, by way of Van Zile’j Popular tour From The report give» us by other Seniors, who have taken this tour: sve are about to have a wonderful and exciting trip. We are all looking forward to it. Good bye to W.C.S., students, and teachers Richard Kenyon Edna Smith

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GUu cM'Uia'uf, Jt savins 3trange that the years have passed so quickly a.id we are now Seniors. Therefore it be- come., a pleasant duty for me to recall the history of our class :hroughout our school years, for the yearbook of 1947. Lc us kok back through the years to September 4, 1935. On this day, 33 eager-minded students began tkeii first day of school under the direction of Mrs. C.ats ihe class was composed of: Harold Bledsoe, Archie McAllister, Hichard Kenyon, Richard Free- man. Dean and Dale Kear, Dougal Rear, Russell Kitter, Robert Smiih, Merle Swort, Willard and Wilfred Stives, Isaoella Bassett. Dorothy Brown, Hazel Ellison, Patricia Foster, Gertrude Haskell, Dora Foster. Phyllis Nelson, Edna Smith, Pauline Swori, and Iris and K. Statham. We were all a little shy anu frightened at the first day of school, but when wc became acquainted, wc were one of the teachers greatest problems. Getting a class of this size started is no easy task and we ceitainly were no exception. The nox4 fall when school began, we saw many familiar faces, but even so, Russell Ritter, Dora Joa .., and Patricia Foster left us. This same year James- Fitzpatrick and Guy Grover joined us. Under the guidance of Mrs. Coats, we were able to pass .nto the third grade in this grade we met Miss Lamb, who proved to bo a faithful teacher. 7t w s in our fourth year that Miss Griggs joined our faculty She was a very enthusiastic teacher and set straight in c ur minds, the rules we must follow, while under her supervision. With much hard work most of us were promoted into the fifth grade. Tins grade was directed by Mrs. Clark. Walter Foltc became a member of our class this term Un- aer Mrs Clark’s guidance, we successfully became sixth grade pupils. Hero, we became acquainted with Mrs. Barney, who was an excellent teacher as well as a good friend I recall that she held a picnic for us and the seventh grade. By glancing at the picture that was taken at her home, we see James Fitzpatrick. Walter Folts. Dorothy Brown, Gertrude Haskell. Richard Kenyon. Richard Freeman, Merle Swort, Maxine Graves, Russell Ritter, Edna Smith. Hazel Ellison. Robert Smith, Harold Bledsoe, Mary White, Lafrone Buchholz. Lauretta Alancn, Francis Cole- man, Guy Grover and Donald Oraway. In the pic- tu.-e, wo also see last years graduates (194o;, they wore in the seventh grade. It was in the seventh grade that time passed very quicKly because wc were allowed to pass to-and-from c1 asses Betty Mae McAllister became a member of our class. To us, the most important year of gram- mar school was me eighth grade. Mrs. Cornell was our Advisor. we looked forward to entermg our Freshman year and worked hard preparing for Re- gents in June, uven though this year was invest- ing, it was an uniucxy one for Arthur Abbott, Par- nell Gear, Lauretta Aldrich, Beatrice Barrett, Rich- ard Heselton, and Dorotny Brown moved to a dif- ferent locality. At last, that long awaited night came. Madeleine Blow w-aj valdictonan and Walter Folts, Salutator- ian. The rest of the grduates were James Fitzpat- rick, Ricnard ixenyon, Francis Coleman, Maxine Graves, Russell hitter, Edna Smith, Merle Swort. Dolores Chaffee, Belly MoA;lister and Robert Smith It wa.: during our Freshman y ar that Mary Lou Canfield, Eugene bledsoe end Alan Herrick joined our group We found that Dolores Chaffee and Bea- trice Barret were attending Wellsville school. Our first year ir. high school was made more interesting by a jew skating and schcol parties. At the end Oil the year, Alan Herrick quit school. Our class officers for this year were, President-Donald Ord- v ay, Vice President-Edna Smith, Secretary-Made- leine Blow. W.tn a class of fourteen, we began our Sophomore year. The members were Russell Ritter, James Fitzpatrick. Richard Kenyon, Waiter Folts. Eugene Bledsoe Merle Swort, Robert Smith. Francis Cole- man, Archie McAllister, Madeleine Blew, Betty Riley, Maxine Graves. Mary Lou Canfield, and Edna Smith. At the beginning of the year, Betty McAl- lister left us Later Archie McAllister left us. During the year, wc. held a bake sale in the school gym. that netted about $10. The officers of the Sopho- more clas . were Presidsnt-Madeleine Blow, Vice- President- James Fitzpatrick. Secretary Edna Smith, and Treasurer- Mary Lou Canfield. Maxine Graves left us to join the Harrison Viiley Junior Class. V'e entered our Junior Year with a class of ten.

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GIgAA, Pn jdliecy As ! lav in ihe hospital room, I tried to force ny mind t1. conjure thoughts tar away from my sur- roundings- to think of anything out the coni.eg op «ration 1 noughts of by-gone nays ere usuahy pleasurable, so i hit upon the idea oi testing my ocu to see ii I could rememcor all my oen.or Cia o. It d.dr t 'oern possible that ton long years had PcSSwd s;rice tne class oi '47 was graduated from cieai old Wh.tesviiie central School. There were ten of us who were graduated, that great nighi. Tuore v.eic Mary Lou and Kona—potential secretar- ies there was Merle, the dreamer; uussell. who was president oi our Senior Class Walter and Jim, tne pract;cal jokers; Kichard, who vamped ms teachers and Francis, who vamped the girls; ana oi course. Bob, who was always leasing the hign school gins- i recalled these precious Memories to mind as the nurse prepared me for the operating room. It had nelped me to torget the operation to come. Now they lifted nie to the operating table in the laigu white operating room. 1 was about to undergo an appendectomy I had undergone such an operation, ♦cn years before, and here I was again. Mv appen- aix had grown back again and I was to have it ie- moved. f-»r lire second and final time. The doctor and nursts were all around me and as the nurse strapped my legs down, the doctor asked me if I was seated I told him no, because I hadn’t been thinking of what was going to happen, fie assured m'' I would be all right and put the ether mask a- cross my nose anci mouth ana told me to breathe deeply A'? the ether began to take effect, strange visions began to pass through my foggy mind. I seemed to b „ m a large city. It wasn't a strange city, I knew I’d been here before Then I saw a sign— Hotel New Yorker. Why, I was in New York! This was the hotel that we'd stayed in ten vears ago when we were on our Senior trip 1 went in and locked a- round, it was as nice as ever. As I started to leave someone tapped me on the shoulder and as I turned, Edna Smith appeared in front of me She asked me to come up to her pent-house apartment. She told tne sne was a photographer’s model and wouiu be goi.ig to v oik in a short time. She explained she was features ir shampoo and nail polish ads. I recalled what pretty hair and hands she had in High School. Suddenly, v e were at the photograph - e. s studio anci whom ao you suppose I found? Merle S v«»rt Ho had always been a arcumer and now. I i.in.uv what he been aream.ng about -all cn«.se pretty girls, wt.i, L can't say that I blame him. He suggested wc have dinner with nim and so we found ourselves in the iabulous Stork Club. We were greeted i.y. none, otner than Russell Ritter. He took :is to a nice table and told us he was sure we would like to see the owner. We were all start - led, when we s.. v .laiy Lou Canfield coming toward us. She sat down with us and wo recalled the good old days at W.C.S. She told us the way in which she had become the owner of the swank night club She nad been the faithful, efficient secretary to the former owner and had manied the eldest son of her former boss. As we finished our dinner, the lights were dim- med and the spotlight picked up twro black-face com- edians. Instantly, i recognized them as Jim Fitz and Walter Folts. ihey were smgmg an old favorite of ours—“Open The iJoor Richard.’’ They were stand- ing in front of a large door and suddenly it opened, revealing a young man. I could hardly believe my eyes, for before us stood Richard Kenyon, from our olu class. When the act was finished, the boys came over to our table and Richard explained that he had married Jane PcvveJl, of the Mcvies and had oecome a successful actor, of both stage and screen. He was now makirg a guest appearance at Mary Lou’s nigl club. Jim ari Walter had gone to New York with the rest of us on our Senior trip and had iiked it so v eU, they had returned in the fall of 1947 and gone on the stage as a comedy team. They had beei. featured at ihe Stork Club for five years. As we sat there, my companions seemed to fade ir. the distance, ana 1 found mjself in Chicago. I bought a newspaper and on the front page was a large picture c! a handsome ycur.g man in a flying su’t. H In ked so familiar, I read the caption witii .he picture and I knew w?hy. It was Francis Cole- man. Then and there I decided to see him. I called a taxi and us I started to get in, I saw a mob of teen age girls surrounding a tall curly-haired young nun. They were screaming and tearing at nis clothes. I looked again, and 1 just couldn't believe my eyes. !t just couldn't be Bob. but it was—Bob McAllister, who had always been bothering girls. Now th« tables were turned I asked the taxi driver