Willsboro Central High School - Gilliland Yearbook (Willsboro, NY)

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Well, we’re Seniors at last! Though, our class entered thirty-seven strong, the members have dwindled away until now there are only twenty-six of us. A second time Shirley Stanley was elected as president; Helen Flaherty as vice-president and Marion Patterson became secretary; June Boardman is our treasurer. Mrs. Arlene Flora, accepting the title of our class advisor, has enthusiastically aided in all our class activities. Overflowing with class spirit and energy, we decided to get right down to ‘ brass tacks.” We first put on a dance September 18, starring ‘•The Kentucky Ramblers.” Besides selling stationery, having card parties and raffling off war bonds, we sponsored another dance February 26, featuring “Ann and her Happy Ramblers.” Plans were discussed for our class play but nothing ever materialized. Presently, we are all looking forward to our class trip to Albany. With train reservations and rooms secured at Hotel Wellington, we expect to have a wonderful time. And then, it is good bye to our high school life. It is the end of four years spent together and upon which we will always look as four of the merriest years of our life. Gertrude Hayward.

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History of tlie Class of 1943 It was a proud, yet frightened band of youths that wandered through the halls of Willsboro Central School four years ago—the illustrious class of 1943. Did we come for an education? Perhaps a few of us, hut we were soon relieved of that idea by our wiser brothers and we learned it was merely to perfect ourselves in the art of chalk throwing, gun chewing, giggling and other accomplishments peculiar to Freshmen. However, all these new delights were soon forgotten in the excitement of the election of class officers. Lucille Blanchard first took the task of managing the class while Marion Patterson distinguished herself as treasurer in her attempts to collect class dues of fifty cents. Alex Richard was elected vice-president. Mr. Driscoll was chosen to act as our advisor for the year. As a class, we were not over-ambitious our Freshman year. However we did sponsor a very successful card party that yielded some nine dollars. It seemed as though we had hardly become used to being Freshmen when we leaped the gap and became Sophomores. Of course our first act of importance was the election of class officers. Marion Patterson was appointed as president; Helen Flaherty as vice-president; and June Board-man as secretary and treasurer. A committee was also appointed to operate the school functions for our class. This year we really got busy and decided to sell candy during the noon hour and at the basketball games. We had a wonderful time at a Hallowe’en party at which cider and donuts were served. Presto! Sophomore year disappeared and we began to behave with a dignity becoming to upper classmen. This year Shirley Stanley was elected president; Mike Kehoe was our vice-president while Lucille Blanchard became secretary and treasurer. It was decided that we hold our meetings on the second Tuesday of each month which we have continued to do throughout the Senior year. We had a square dance November 7, 1941 at which cider and donuts were served. This year, in order to raise enough money for a class trip, we sold magazine subscriptions. This proved a tremendous success. Two teams and captains were appointed and we took in $100 and cleared $37.00. Our rings were selected and received in February. We thought they were the most beautiful things ever made. We decided to have blue and gold for class colors. A succession of card parties, dances and more card parties followed. Then came the Junior Prom featuring Gay Columbe’s orchestra. Though, the Prom was not a money making affair, it gave us all a good time. As we cleared $12.50, we considered it a success frcm both a financial as well as a social viewpoint. It was with deep regret that we saw our class advisor, Mr. Paul Driscoll, leave us in June 1942.

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Senior Class Will We, the Senior Class of Willsboro Central School, in the year of our Lord, one thousand nine hundred and forty-three, being of sound body and same in mind and reason, and about to pass from the life of students, do make and ordain this, our last Will and Testament. To the Juniors: We leave the honor of achieving the dignity of Seniors, warning them not to lower the said dignity by allowing themselves to be caught throwing chalk and erasers. To the Sophomores: Whom we believe to have a little more sense than the Freshmen, we hereby appoint executors of this Will. To the Freshmen: We leave John West’s beautiful blush, knowing that its red will harmonize well with their green. To the Faculty: Quieter and more cooperative classes in the future. To Chauncey Bryant: We leave partial interest in the Drug Store. To Sylvia Hayes: We leave a book on information, feeling sure that she will not have to use it often. To Mary Hutchins: We leave ten easy lessons to reduce the waistline. To Marilyn Curren: We leave Alex as a careful, guiding hand, and an inspiration. To Lawrence Lee: We leave the exclusive rights to the center position on next year’s varsity team—if there is one. To Grace Provost: Louise Bayless’ method of gaining weight. To Gladys Sayward: Some of Doris Blanchard’s height. To Louise Moseley: Lucille Blanchard’s lab coat—a reminder of Mr. Hoose. To Dotty Patterson: Marion Patterson’s ability to keep her mind on her schoolwork. To Mary White: A little of Tipper’s talkativeness. To Mary Lou Keeler: Edith’s technique with Jokes. To Beginald Mero: Gordon Coonrod's ability to keep his hair combed. To Geraldine Wade: Alice’s technique in getting a better half. To Donald Oliver: We leave a ball and chain to keep him down on earth. To Marge Patterson: We leave an interest in “Martin’s Trucking Service.” To Clayton Blanchard: We leave Shirley’s seat in study hall that he may have a constant reminder of his gentle feelings. To Virginia Hayward: We leave one thousand copies of the song “When Johnny Comes Marching Home.” To Joyce Young: We leave the right to pose for the advertisement on “That school-girl complexion.” To Tootie Wade: YVe leave a place in Who’s Y7ho in America so we may know more about her. To Kenneth Coonrod: We leave a handbook on HOW TO PLAY BASKETBALL. To Pete Young: We leave Otis’ title as Class Hercules. To Esther Oliver: Gert’s Buddy. To Mrs. Banta: Better luck next winter. To Miss Flanigan: A great big “BELL.”