Welcome to the Sullivan High School 50th Reunion website!

Hello Graduates!

In September it will be two years since we got together for our Sullivan High School 50th Reunion. One of the "hot" topics at the reunion was our impending 70th birthdays which were rapidly approaching in 2010. Happy 70th Birthday to those who have already joined the ranks or will be joining the "New 60s" as some are calling the 70s decade!

At the reunion we discussed keeping in touch via the website and possibly scheduling another get together rather than waiting another 5 years. For those people who would like to keep their information/life experiences updated, the website is the perfect place to let everyone know what is happening in your life. Please take a moment to update your life happenings and of course your contact information. We've emailed you this letter with your password (in case you didn't remember it). Or simple click on "I forgot my password" when you login.

Sadly, four of our graduates have died since our reunion. We fondly said good-bye to Harvey Lichterman in Nov, 2008, Cyrelle Greenberg Levin in July, 2009, Margaret (Margie) Bruch Warshawsky in April, 2010 and lastly Dr.David Zbaraz in August, 2010. We will surely miss them! If you have any other memorial updates, please send those directly to Harriet Harris.

Lastly, as the 2010 summer quickly passes, we are hoping to still plan a "Chicago Area" casual gathering before our "snowbirds" leave for warmer climates. We welcome any out of towners who want to come in to join the group. Any suggestions as to where/when we can plan to meet? Are you interested in getting together? Send your thoughts to one of the 4 of us, Harriet, Susan, Barbara, or Joanne. In order to plan a casual get together we need to hear from any interested parties by mid-September, 2010. We would try to schedule something in October and could use volunteers on the planning committee.

Hope to see your new information or hear from you soon. Keep well!

The Reunion Committee

Our reunion events were a big success!
Thank you very much for all the hard work of the committee and the participation of everybody to create another great memory for all of us. We posted all the songs we sang that night , the questions for individual dinner tables, table signs and the article for the Sullivan Sentinel below. Please post your comments of the reunion events on the REFLECTIONS page and pictures of the parties in the PHOTO GALLERY.

Reunion Books and CDs of the music from the 50s are still available for purchase ($15 for both with free shipping). Please contact Harriet Greenberg Harris (hh1890s@aol.com) 847-254-3361 to place an order.

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In my next life I want to live my life backwards. You start out dead and get that out of the way. Then you wake up in an old people's home feeling better every day. You get kicked out for being too healthy, go collect your pension and then, when you start work, you get a gold watch and a party on your first day. You work for 40 years until you're young enough to enjoy your retirement. You party, drink alcohol, and are generally promiscuous and then you are ready for high school.

You then go to primary school, you become a kid and you play. You have no responsibilities; you become a baby until you are born; and then you spend your last 9 months floating in luxurious spa-like conditions with central heating and room service on tap, larger quarters every day and then….. Voila! You finish off as an orgasm!

Contributed by Carole Sue Millman Rosenberg, from an unknown source, but possibly Woody Allen



We're here to share the mem-ries of the class of ‘58
It's our 50 th reunion — that is why we celebrate.

Each one of us is special, adding stories to our group
So all of us will sing or talk — our sullivan acting troop.

We learned our skills together, things we needed to survive,
Those foundations for our later years — now we're here,
     we are alive!

We have wrinkles wrought from pleasure, pain, the
     age-old maturation,
Let's tell the tales for all to hear — our 50 year summation.

MEMORY SONG (To ‘YOU CAN'T TAKE THAT AWAY FROM ME', expanded/updated from prior reunion skit)

The way we rushed to school
     and flirted in the ‘t',
The memory of those days,
     oh, no, you can't take that away from me!

French fries at ashkenaz
     sun-bathing at morse beach,
The memories of good times,
     oh, no, you can't take that away from me!

Will we never, ever meet again
     at a friday social dance?
Or at riverview or welcome inn
     per chance?

Club jackets and felt skirts,
     our back seat necking dates,
These memories so dear…
     we're here to open those flood gates,
     we're here to open those flood gates.

CLOTHES SONG (To ‘I'M JUST A GIRL WHO CAN'T SAY NO', expanded/updated from prior reunion skit)


I'm just a girl who can't say no
To cashmere and cute poodle skirts.
I need more outfits bright and new,
For socials and innocent flirts.

When a fella asks me to a dance,
My springolater pumps must fit just right!
I hope my crinolins stay crisp,
And my merry widow bra won't be too tight!


I'm just a boy who can't say no
To crew-cuts and ivy league shirts.
In my letter sweater, I look sharp,
For socials and dangerous flirts.

When I ask a girl out for a date,
I'll wear an argyle and my white buck shoes;
And I'll get her in my father's car,
When she sees me she will know she cannot lose!


We can't resist the 50's look,
We're even dressed up for school…
Trying so hard to be cool,
Sweat socks, club jackets the rule.
We love these clothes !!

MY TEEN YEARS (SPOKEN VERSE, or if sung, to ‘Luck Be A Lady', expanded/updated from prior reunion skit)

My teen years were not my best years
Those green years just brought on the tears.
I studied my heart out and hardly ever dated.
Those teen years were not my best years!

High school — it was a drag!
Do your homework, my parents would nag.
Acne, my sex life,
And a test on the amendments,
My teen years were not in the bag.

I wasn't invited to parties…
It wasn't fair, it wasn't nice.
I wasn't invited to join the right clubs,
Ann landers, did I need advice!

At eighteen i finally grew,
At sixty, I finally knew…
Puberty sucks, and adolescence isn't pleasant
These are the zest years,
The time to divest years,
These are the best years, right now!!

MACHO/MACHA SONG (To ‘TAKE ME OUT TO THE BALL GAME', expanded/updated from prior reunion skit)


Take me back to my jock days
When I was macho and slim;
Making those lay-ups was always a breeze
The girls on the sidelines were easy to please!

Now it's sweat, sweat, sweat at the health club
Will Ii make it once round the track?
For it's huff, puff, this work-out is rough
Wish I could go back!!


Take me back to my trim days
When I could strut down the halls
Sensing the eyes of the guys at my back
Dates for the dances i never did lack!

Now it's sweat, sweat, sweat on the golf course
Will I make it through all the tees?
As i huff and puff, each hole seems so tough
Wish I had new knees!!

Oh, Sarah (to ‘Que Sera, Sera')

When I was just a little girl, I asked my mother
What should I be?
Should I hunt rhinos? Should I kill bears?
Here's what she said to me:

Oh Sarah, Sarah, a hunter you cannot be,
You'll cook, clean, and weave with me,
Oh Sarah, Sarah,
You will learn from me.

When I was just a little girl, I asked my mother
What can I be?
Could I fight Germans? Could I win wars?
Here's what she said to me:

Oh Sarah, Sarah, a fighter you cannot be,
A wife or a se-cre-tar-y,
Oh Sarah, Sarah,
You must learn from me.

When I was just a little girl, I asked my mother
What can I be?
Could I plead cases before a judge?
Here's what she said to me:

Oh Sarah, Sarah, a lawyer you cannot be,
But a teacher is home by three,
Oh Sarah, Sarah,
You must learn from me.

Now we have children of our own, they've asked us often
What can we be?
Can we be chemists? Can we trade bonds?
We tell them with much glee:

Oh Sarah, Sarah, the world is an open space,
Your future is yours to trace,
Oh Sarah, Sarah,
You can listen to me.

MOVIN' ON(To the Marine Hymn, or ‘Halls of Montezuma')

From the shores of safe Lake Michigan
To the southern Florida Coast,
We will move our work and play some golf
And enjoy a good pot roast.

We will learn to rest and have more fun,
And explore the southern malls,
When the holidays come twice a year,
We'll take visits from you all.

From Sullivan High School's senior class
To senior status on the plane,
We have traveled many different roads
To relaxation we've laid claim.

Yet we'll find a way to be of use
To promote some worthy cause.
While we juggle all those different balls
For high school memories we will pause.


Our eyes are weak, our joints all creak,
    our memory's getting dim,
And each night we wake to urinate,
    our hair is getting thin.
Our waists expand like rubberbands,
     our weight is a big sin,
It's our 50 th reunion year!


What a happy celebration,
Though we're dealing with some aggravation,
We've formed bonds through our separation,
We're ready for some cheer.

Our years are moving faster,
     yet there's still so much to do.
With our family, friends, and some real work,
    we're always in a stew.
The classes, plays, and travel,
     all of it we want to do,
As time moves on, we fear!  


What a happy celebration,
     we're not victims of stagnation,
And after years of separation,
     we're "re-united" here!

SCHOOL SONG (incomplete, we believe, but no one can recall the entire song!)

Here's a toast to the school we love best,
We will always come through in the test.
To the gold and the blue,
We will always be true,
And we know you'll do the rest, rah, rah, rah!

Fight on sullivan, fight on!
We'll beat the foe so sullivan, fight on!
And we're always sure to see another victory
So fight on, sullivan, fight on!!


Here's a toast to the class that is great!
To the boys and the girls of '58.
We'll be loyal and true
To our colors gold and blue,
When we think back on this date.

So graduates, take a bow.
‘cause we've finished four years and now…
We know we will always remain
In sullivan's hall of fame — we know it .

So stand up ‘58's and cheer.
We won't forget our class, never fear!
When we think of '58 and its kids that really rate
Our memories will be so clear!

Song #8

We didn't grow up with a horse and buggy,
But it wasn't the jet age either.
The way we saw exotic lands was in
National Geographic or the Weekly Reader.
The Santa Fe train, the auto and buses
Were the common means of travel,
Until our teens, when planes were seen,
Then the old days unraveled.

Our sights grew wider at work and at home,
And our vision greatly increased.
Our honeymoons were in Mexico
Or the Caribbean, at least.
Whole new worlds opened up to us
And to our kids as well,
The invisible walls of our childhood just caved
And silently fell.

The world is flat we all say now, due to cell phone and blackberry use.
It's global humanity we think about,
The whole earth and its abuse.
But there are moments where we'd like to go back
To the days when we were young,
To the innocence and the purity of those times of
Of which we've sung.


Pertaining to your high school years:

  1. Did you get an allowance? Did you work? What did you do with your money?
  2. What were your favorite high school subjects and how have they been applicable in your later life?
  3. What teacher(s) influenced you the most and why?
  4. What did you want to be or do after high school? Did you accomplish that goal/those goals?
  5. What did you typically do on Friday and Saturday nights and did you have a good time?
  6. What did you do in high school that gave you the most satisfaction?
  7. Were you ever arrested, detained, put in jail? Explain if you dare.
  8. What were your goals when you were a student? Did you achieve them?

Pertaining to your life in general:

  1. What world events have most affected your life and how?
  2. What inventions or technological advances have most changed your life and how?
  3. How have you changed since high school?
  4. What causes or issues do you now feel strongly about? How are you involved in working on those causes or issues?
  5. What are you most proud of doing?
  6. What are you most proud of being?
  7. Are you still dreaming of doing something different with your life? Care to describe it?
  8. What was the saddest moment in your life?
  9. What goals have you set for your future?





Sullivan Sentinel December, 2008 edition

The Sullivan High School 50th Reunion Class of 1958 took place on September 12 – 14th , 2008 at the Embassy Suites Hotel in Deerfield, Illinois. Although it was raining the entire weekend, spirits remained sunny! After a year and a half's work from our Chair, Susan Netchin Kramer, Secretary Joanne Greenberg Colen, Treasurer Carole Millman Rosenberg and general committee members, Myrna Freed Levy, Masha Tankus Silverman and Burton (Buzzy) Weinstein the weekend was a great success for the more than 100 graduates plus over 40 guests who came from all over the United States to join in the reunion festivities. Also in attendance on Saturday evening were five of our former teachers, Ms. Ilsa Glaser, Mr. Michael Platnick, Mrs. Florence Dasaky and Mrs. Ruth Skolnick Green. Two other invited teachers, Mrs. Sylvia Calesini and Ms. Helen Prindes were unable to attend.

Each graduate received a special “Sullivan High School” tie with their name tag, the informative reunion book with bios and contact information for the graduates and a CD of popular songs from the 50's provided by Bob Dauber and Marlene (Bunny) Rubin Dauber. Ira Lieb designed the special label on the CD. The Reunion Book Committee made up of Chair Marge Bruch Warshawsky, Harriet Greenberg Harris, Susan Netchin Kramer, Joanne Greenberg Colen, Gail Berger Hoffman and Sue Chodash Myers. The committee worked closely with Rick Binder's computer staff, Joyce Jones and Art Wang to bring to life our fabulous book of memories as well as sponsoring an informative website which we will continue to support in the years to come. The extensive search for the graduates who needed to be found and contacted was accomplished by Barbara Pomeranz Kantoff (aka Sherlock Holmes).

Friday, September 12th we had an informal get-together with pizza, veggies and fruit trays organized by Roz Becker Ament and Terri Levy Frey. It was wonderful seeing so many faces from the past. Everyone was so friendly and glad to be at the reunion…there was no trace of the “social cliques” from our high school days.

A delicious sit-down dinner on Saturday evening at the Embassy Suites was coordinated by Judy Mitchel Feirstein with help from the weekend committee of Naomi Silverman Frankel, Esther Kaplan Weisman, Barb Oettinger Burnes, Sharon Davis and Sherwin Dubin. Specially made table centerpieces made by Jamie Bolber, Terri Levy Frey's daughter, were loaned to the reunion committee for use on Saturday evening. We all took a moment to remember the thirty graduates, who had passed away since graduation. The night was filled with laughing, singing, and a lot of reminiscing about our high school days led by Bonnie Schaefer Brozosky and Sharon Weiss Eiseman and our emcee, Norman Opper. A local photographer took a group picture at the beginning of the night and the pictures were ready for purchase before the end of the night. He also took pictures of grammar school groups and other high school clubs on request.

One of the many highlights of the weekend festivities was our brunch catered by Panera Bread and organized by Gale Heller Segal & Lewis Segal. The Sunday brunch was held in the Sullivan High School cafeteria. On our tour of the high school we appreciated the clean and brightly decorated halls. We especially liked the school spirit decorations in the Assembly Hall and Gymnasiums.

There were many hugs, kisses, and promises to stay in touch during the reunion. The weekend was a huge success and in the near future, the reunion committee will work on planning another reunion event maybe for our 70th Birthdays or possibly for our 55th anniversary. Look for updates on our website: www.1958sullivanhighreunion.com.

Written by Harriet Greenberg Harris