Ilion High School
1941 Senior Class History
As reported in "The Mirror of 1941"
Sloppy Sophomores! Yes, even we seniors were sloppy once. Remember being driven into that "great big pen" 29 to elect the leaders of the herd. The result of this conglomeration was the election of Don Garlock, Jake Cooper, Harry Seymour, and Margaret Drumm. That year our football team was classified as one of those scoreless wonders, or shouldn't we mention that?
Jack McGuinnes and Don Garlock were elected into Sportsmanship Brotherhood, and then the organization was discontinued. (We wonder if it was the choice?)
Finally came the most eventful June day when we merrily tripped down the aisle behind the class of '40. With our Sunday-best smiles, we strode into our seats only to retrace our steps at the end of a fine program hoping we would carry on as well as the class of '40.
But this is enough of reopening the past. We shall close those pages and give you an inside version of the diary of the class of '41.
At last we are seniors ... we hope! Once again the halls are re-echoing the footsteps of students hurrying to and fro, skipping classes and neglecting homework . . . good start?
The usual "you write in" has long since started on its merry way much to the chagrin of hopeful football players and competitors in the annual tennis tournament. However, Jack McGuinnes and Doris Hartleb have been pounding the balls across the net long enough to take the cup for two years.
Surprising as it may seem, the students of the Ilion High are becoming conscious-politically conscious, for the deep mysteries of parties and campaigns have been revealed to us by the inauguration of a more democratic system of electing class and home room officers. Those who rallied round Russell won out for the president; Chuck Fake (Captain Fake to you), vice-president; secretary, Betty Bleau (whee! a girl); and chancellor of the exchequer, Earl Sickler. Jacob Cooper was elected, by means of a voting machine, as president of the Senate.
Now we are really in the groove. But wait, what was that awful noise? Why that was only the beginning of a successful career for Marge Day, Carol Baxter, Betty Bleau, Jane Betzinger, Marion Risedorf and Bobbie Jarvis, our own gold and brown cheerleaders.
Those broad shouldered football players (how much of this is padding, we wonder) made their debut at Johnstown in a moonlight game. Although defeated there, they carried the pigskin to other goals.
Was that a stir behind those cornstalks? Yes, we are all becoming jumpy for it is nearing Halloween. But don't be afraid, undergraduates; that was only a senior preparing for the Senior Halloween party. This senior party was really a success.
The football round-up for October started when we journeyed to Mohawk and rang up a 12-0 victory, continued with a victory at Little Falls 12-6, and ended in the two ties with Frankfort 7-7, and Oneida 7-7.
The football field was muddy again this year as the gold and brown and green and white bands marched up and down to the tunes of their respective victory marches. This year the mud was due to previous rain storms - not issuing from a fire hydrant. The Herkimer boys slid across that last white line two times to tack a 12-0 defeat on the brown bombers.
Now almost every night we see basketballs flying around the gym. Dashing here and there are brown and gold clad figures practicing with great zeal for a successful season -with so much zeal that it makes yours truly exhausted to write about it.
This is the month to be good and I do mean you! The basketball team opened their season at Clinton, where they bowed to a fast moving quintet. Leaving the sports world, we find the social life high-lighted by the Christmas Ball. All the lads and lassies swung out to the rhythm of Ted Stevens. This affair gave the gals a chance to sport their new formals and the boys-well, they had the opportunity to show off their big brother's new suit. All this activity, under the able supervision of Miss Clare Wasmer, led up to a much anticipated Christmas vacation. We cannot say what each individual did on his vacation, but we have a good idea - ate, slept, and loafed.
"We cannot expect golden ideals to spring from leaden instincts." Conscious of this fact, we returned from our vacation filled with good intentions of studying hard. These resolutions carried some through mid-year exams with flying colors, while others forgot and failed.
This month has been reserved for awarding much earned football emblems. Incidentally, these tiny footballs were soon lost, strayed or stolen.
Basketball and dancing served to fill our social needs and pay the Senate debts. The team defeated U.C.A. and Mohawk in two hard, fought games.
We can't skip school too often this month! It would be decidedly to our disadvantage to pass up the opportunity of seeing a real snake charmer. Tossing rattlesnakes and cottonmouth moccasins about as we would handle snowballs, this gallant man proved entertaining to the whole school. An interesting event occurred when Phoebe Barnum stepped up on the stage to handle one of the little snakes. (Who was backstage, Phoebe?)
On another Tuesday morning the students filed into the auditorium to hear a talk on new achievements in the field of electricity. Mr. Jones proved interesting, and was capable of handling his apparatus in spite of a broken arm. During the excellent program, the girls seemed to be peeking behind the stage curtains - Mr. Jones brought his son along.
In the basketball world, the fast-Moving quintet from Clinton "met defeat at the" hands of the faster-moving quintet from Ilion.
March came in like a lion and so did the Junior boys when they tacked a basketball defeat on the Senior boys. The varsity, with the exception of Harry Seymour, was composed of Juniors during the past basketball season.
The Senior Operetta proved a brilliant success and was attended by great throngs. Bert McKeon upheld the Senior Class in one of the leads and Jane Betzinger represented "all the cousins and the aunts" with gusto.
March went out like a lamb in the form of a music festival attended by 3,000 students.
The dramatic department took over our interests this month by very effectively presenting "Youth Takes Over," the Senior Play for '41. This play exemplified our school life.
Drivers, putters and racquets come out of seclusion as the golf and tennis enthusiasts started swinging into action. The golf and tennis teams chalked up several victories this year as in former years.
May, and the calm before the storm, what will the result be? Will we pass or will we flunk? Ah, well! We have a whole month before worrying about that. This is the attitude of the track and baseball teams, as they prepare for future contests. However, all these boys will break training long enough to take their best girls to the annual prom. The prom, that affair for which we have been waiting all year.
At last the end of four years of fun and work! We have passed one milestone on the road of life and would gladly do it over. Having hurdled the last obstacle in our path toward graduation, we receive our diplomas and leave Ilion High. We look with regret at the fine things which we leave behind, but with happiness toward the coming events. To the future senior classes we wish success and happiness in the coming years.
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