York High School - Organug Yearbook (York, ME)

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SEATED: Miss Bisson, Mrs. Whicher, Mrs. Hale, Mr. Schroeder, Principalg Mrs. Par- sons, Mr. Fisher, Mrs. Helmbreck, Mr. Bames, Mr. Jack. STANDING: Mr. Lapham, Mr. Clark, Mr. Furber, Mr. MacDonald, Mrs. Barr, MI. Butler, Mrs. Sewall, Mr. Dav enport, Mrs. Frost, Mr. Nason, Mr. Blake, Mr. Sweeney. ABSENT: Mrs. Blaisdell. JOHN K. SCHROEDER, Principal - - - -------- Mathematics WILLIAM M. FISHER '- CHARLOTTE BISSON - WILLIAM CLARK '- - '- IRENE BARR -'--- IRVING SWEENEY - - VIRGINIA WHICHER - - JOHN MACDONALD - - ROBERT BUTLER - - '- LAWRENCE LAPHAM '- KENNETH NASON - - - LAVERN DAVENPORT - - ---- - - DOUGLAS BLAKE - - - ELIZABETH BLAISDELL LEONARD BARNES - - RUSSELL JACK - '- - ADA HELMBRECK - - HELEN HALE - - - CORINNE FROST '- - PAULINE BRIDGES - - MARGARET PECK - - CARTER FURBER - - ET!-IEL SEWALL - - - - - - - - - - -Mathematics and History - - - ------ Latin and French ---------English - - Commercial Subjects -------- English - - Home Economics - ------- Social Studies Mathematics and Science - --------- Physical Education - - Industrial Arts and Driver Training - Arithmetic and Science Social Studies - - Social Studies --------- English VIRGINIA PARSONS - - - - - - - Mathematics and Psychology - - - - -' - - Music Supervisor - - - - Social Studies - - Remedial Teacher - - - - - - Arithmetic - Secretary to Principal - - Secretary to Superintendent - - - - - - Mathematics - - Literature and Librarian

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F tb . . f' J nn czpa 5 Jpzessaye May I offer my congratulations to the advisors and staff of the Organug for this 1959 edition. I believe it reflects the academic and the extracurricular activities of our school, and I know that it represents many hours of hard work. We may be justly proud of our school, its activities, and the record made by its graduates. We must not, however, be satisfied to rest upon our laurels. We live in a world of prog- ress, so rapid that unless we are constantly alert, we may be left behind. Each year, each week, each day, we must try to improve both as a school and as individuals. Any other course will leave us stranded by the wayside while others pass us by. CLASS OF 1959 Strictly speaking, this is your yearbook. As you turn its pages, it will bring back many happy memories. It will in- crease in value from year to year. May you always remem- ber your days at York High School with pleasure and pride. Through these pages, may I offer you, for myself and in behalf of the entire faculty, our sincere good wishes for your success and prosperity through many happy years. Sincerely, John K . Schroeder

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Ezferar THE ATTACK The bells in the church tower tolled midnight. The trees in the yard be- low made not a move. The whole city was covered with a deep, dark blanket of night. Not a sound could be heard in the winding streets. The lights were outg the people slept. Little did they expect the events of the near future. These peace-loving people were in for a surprise. All of a sudden with a deafening sound, they came. They swarmed the'streetsg they beat at the store windows and at the house doors. They clamored for entrance. They over-ran the roofs and whipped sav- agely and fiercely at the chimneys. By the hundreds and thousands they came, leaving trampled grass and ruined garden flowers. Suddenly their echo grew fainter and quietly died away. As myste- riously as they had come, they van- ished seemingly in mid -air. Again silence reigned. When the citizens threw open their windows the next morning, they found evidence of the attack, the attack of the rain- drops. OUCH! A member of the Clark family was I, and my given name was Tender- mint. Gumbase, sugar, corn syrup, softeners and the finat of pepper- mint flavor were my contents. Clad in yellow and white wrapping paper was how I arrived. One day a girl put me in her pocket- book and started for school. This was to be the first day of examina- tions. I knew if she unwrapped me, I was in for it. After she was seated in her first class, she pulled me out. I was hoping the teacher would hear her lmwrapping me, but no such luck. I felt the pain as she bit into me. This was the moment I had been dreading. Entering English class must have been quite a strain. Each time she came to a sentence she could not analyze, I knew it. Molars were what I dreaded most. She would clap them down, and I would get caught in them. Twisting and turning me with her tongue made me quite dizzy. I knew if she chewed me much longer, I wouldn't last, for she all but mutilated me. Just then 1 felt her taking me out of her mouth. What will happen next to my already mangled body? She'll probably stretch me in her fingers. Then I heard the teacher say, I've wamed you before about chewing gum. Put it into the waste basket at once. What a relief! I'd much rather be stuck in the bottom of a waste basket than be chewed to death. Bonnie Valentine '63 May I have the patience to endure what cannot be changed: to have the courage to change what can be changed, and wisdom to know one from the other. Four things come not back - the spoken word, the sped arrow, the past life and the neglected oppor- tunity.