They might be a little hard to read ... even if they appeared full-size. So, the text of the recorded
history appears below. Would the author please reveal yourself!
One crisp fall morning in the year 1950, the silence of the Chimes Street Pool Hall was broken by the shrill voice
of a little first-grade boy. “Rack ‘em, Cliff!” hollered Danny Bonifay, as he and Johnny Lapenas prepared to shoot
a game of 8-ball. Although neither was tall enough to see over the edge of the pool table without the aid of a coke
box, this was the beginning of their long billiard careers. This was also the beginning of our “Class of ‘63”, as one
by one, we began to “make the scene”.
Mike Daigle walked in the door to the first-grade room playing his trumpet, and was followed by Anne Gaines who
was twirling a small baton. Richard Anderson came running in, asking the teacher if she would mind if the kids
played “cops and robbers” at noon.
Bobby Harrison and Susan Mahier were already making eyes at each other, while Billy Haas looked on in
amazement. Phil Witter missed the first day of school, as he was out practicing his putting. Sidney McCallum and
Helen Rae Whitson were content with playing dolls in the corner.
The second grade brought several new faces. Mike Dial was first seen out in the parking lot waving the checkered
flag as Ted Cangelosi came squealing in. BILL Rolston wandered in with a puzzled look on his face and asked
someone, “Where’s Jerry?” Jim Meyer then whispered to the teacher, “Hey, Teach, when does the lunch hour
start?” Tonni Collette and Sue Terry were trying to figure out why there weren’t more girls. At last Jerry
“Always Modest” Joseph walked in. He explained to the class that he was a little late because the “Jerry Joseph
Fan Club” – President, Jerry Joseph; Vice-President, Jerry Joseph; Secretary, Jerry Joseph; and Treasurer,
Jerry Joseph; – had had a very urgent meeting.
In the third grade, Lee Kantrow and Karen Perkins strolled in swinging their tennis rackets. Lee took his usual
seat, putting on the “dunce” cap, while Karen immediately “flipped” over Jerry Joseph. Jane Winfree was in the
front of the class modeling one of her bathing suits, when Sue Wimberly slipped in carrying her FHA notebook.
Peace prevailed at UHS in the fourth and fifth grades as no new members were added to our eventual
“Class of ‘63”
Byron Levy was our only newcomer in the sixth grade, but the whole class (well, Susan Mahier anyway) was left
sobbing over Bobby Harrison’s departure.
The seventh grade brought scores of new classmates. Nancy Baun, Nol Erie, Frank Hatcher, Jeff Justice,
Sealanne “Boom Boom” Kelton, Linda Maguire, Pat Price, Marilyn Watts, Gail Patterson, Jimmy Bollinger and Carol
Owen all drifted over from Highland School. Nol and Jeff immediately started lifting weights, while “Boom Boom”
Kelton gave demonstrations on “The Proper Way to Milk a Cow.” Bill Monroe began flashing pictures, and George
“Always Serious” Macintyre quickly learned the art of flying paper airplanes from the second-story window.
Cathy Curran impressed everyone by showing off her engagement ring, and Anne White drew a long look and a
“Wow!” from our homeroom teacher, Dr. Shaw. Rene “Lover Boy” Roberts showed up bouncing his basketball with
Richard Carter right behind him. Toody & Muldoon (alias John Steib & John Taylor) also joined the class in the
seventh grade. Johnny Williams and Gary Poleynard immediately challenged the math department at UHS, while
Beverly Malen & Frank Middleton rounded out our seventh-grade crop.
No newcomers arrived in the eighth grade, and we thought we were shut out again in the ninth grade until Jan
Reinberg joined us between semesters.
Bob Nolan brought his cue stick in the tenth grade, and the track team got a faithful fan when Carole Coffee
joined us.
All remained quiet in the eleventh grade, as we prepared for our SENIOR YEAR.
At long last we were seniors – that all important age! To complete our “Fabulous 50” we welcomed Bobby
Harrison back from Connecticut. Our final class member, Carl “Vector” hart, squeezed through the door at our
first homeroom meeting, rattling off his theory on thermodynamic expansion – which had obviously hit his waist line.
Following in the tradition of past Seniors, we have proven that anything CAN happen in the student activities room!
To conclude our history we’d like to say that we’ve had successes and failures, good times and bad, laughter and
tears, and we hope we’ve received some sort of an education. Here’s hoping the future Seniors of UHS come
through as well as we did because we sure did have a heck of a lot of fun!