Anderson High School - Andersonian Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

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Class Will and Testament YVC, the Glass of '37 of Anderson High School, Village of Forestville, County of Hamilton, State of Ohio, believing ourselves to be of sound mind and memory, and realizing the uncer- tainty ol' life and the certainty of death, do hereby bequeath to our heirs, the facility and the irresponsible underclassmen that which is stated herein. To the faculty we give and bequeath all paper wads, chewing gum under desks, and over- turned waste baskets to put in cold storage for next year's use. 'I'o Mrs. Bath we give and bequeath all our worn-out covers for literature books, and lo Mr. Srofe all our American Observers and make-up work. A To the -Iuniors, we bequeath our dignity in the lunch line and the attendance cup which we didn't get. To the Sophomores, we bequeath our lockers in the Lipper hall. To the Freshmen, we bequeath any and all of the extra D T's which teachers have with them. I, 'Ianies Baker, do bequeath my persuasive power over girls to Dan Bondick. I, Jeanne Beck, do bequeath my early matrimonial inclinations to Evelyn Arnold. l, Mary Betscher, do bequeath my hours of labor on the mimeograph to Marie Lippolis. I, William Bowen, do bequeath my musical ability and antique guitar to rt Home on the Range. I, Raymond Brown, do bequeath my hrecrackers to next year's chemistry class. I, Eugene Dunn, do bequeath my liking for red-headed Chick-a-dees to joe Coslett. I, Morton Fehl, do bequeath my acrobatic maneuvers. such as falling off chairs, to James Ludlow. I, IVilliam Fryer, do bequeath my historical literary ellorts and numerous postscripts on annual write-ups to George Sheanshang. I, Ray Glasgow, do bequeath my frequent visits to the Spot to Rip Van VVinkle. I, Thomas Guess, do bequeath my faithfulness to my lady-love to Robert Johnson. I, Eileen Hauke, do bequeath my punctual attendance to Rosemary Hess. I, La Vonne Jacobs, do bequeath my love for movie stars and all my worn-out movie mag- azines to Miss Addicott. I, Helen Kaveney, do bequeath my success in posing for pictures to Mary Louise Kitchen. I, Harvey Knell, do bequeath my membership in the Saturday Night Stag Club to Bertram Johnson. I, Henry Koester, do bequeath my great desire to be a farmer to Ralph Schneider. I, Betty Lederer, do bequeath my carefree attitude toward life in general to Agnes Koster. I, Robert Ludlow, do bequeath my arguments pro and con over nothing and everything to Paul Klein. I, Margaret McArthur, do bequeath my good grades and liking for school to INilliam Hick- man. A25

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ing actress of Broadway. After the feature, the sports reel was flashed upon the screen. Imagine the thrill of the audience seeing Thomas Guess, the new third baseman of the Reds, making a brilliant play. The all-important day for the class reunion finally arrived. Thirty-eight hearts and minds were bent on traveling to Betty's Long Island estate. For everyone's convenience a transconti- nental bus was chartered from the Koester-Palmer Trans-Continental Bus Service. Henry and Ray, president and vice-president, respectively, of this transportation service, gave their old class- mates the use of one of their newest streamlined coaches. Glancing at the advertisements in the bus, the occupants' attentions were riveted on those written by Harvey Knell, advertising man- ager for one of the largest agencies in the world, and Morton Fehl is one of his wealthiest clients. Traveling in such a comfortable bus and with old friends made the journey seem quite short. In fact, the time passed so quickly that they were all quite surprised when the bus stopped and the driver said, This is your destination. All out! The door was opened by a butler who in- formed them that james Baker was to be the host and would see that all had a good time. Their wraps were taken and they paraded into a dressing room to fix their hair. Some news drifting into the room informed them that Eugene Dunn had just been selected Poet Laureate. This did not startle his old friends because they had somehow expected this honor to be bestowed upon him. .Xt that moment another car arrived and Eleanor NVhitaker, Eileen Hauke, and Ruth Worth alighted. Eleanor is head doctor of the Yvalter Reed Hospitalg Eileen is the Home Economics Director at Ohio State Universityg while Ruth is a nurse in Christ Hospital located in Cincin- nati. These three were full of news and, after very excitingly relating numerous events, they added that Edna VVittmeyer was on a world cruise and at that time was skiing in the Alps. She had sent a letter of regret about missing the class party. During the course of the evening when conversation was at its height our illustrious host, blames, turned on the radio so that his guests would not fail to hear La Vonne hIacob's sports talk. The conversation immediately ceased when the voice of the only woman sports commen- tator was heard. After listening to -Iake's interesting remarks, Ray Glasgow, one of the funniest comedians on Broadway, entertained with his jokes and songs. His sponsor, Ray Brown, ex- ecutive of the International Motorcycle Corporation, sent a telegram of congratulations to his entertainer and the message was heard by all present. Two young women rushed into the room demanding pictures and interviews. Believe it or not, the cameraman. or should it be said camerawoman, was Emilie Pitcock. She and her com- panion, Violet Vickroy, the social reporter, were on the staff of the New York Herald. Many were the questions that were asked that evening. It seemed that Irwin Schulte, New York's rising young architect, is working on the plans for a country home for Robert Ludlow. Bob is still achieving fame for himself in the field of sports. Only recently his polo team was declared World Champions. As Margaret and Mary were ambitious business women and had much planned for the next day they thought it necessary to leave. Harold Tarvin, noted psychologist, very kindly offered to drive them to their apartment in his Cadillac roadster. Everyone agreed that the reunion had been a very big success for all had had a grand time. 24

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I Margaret lvlartin, do bequeath my attractions to class presidents and other oflicers to Jane Young. I, Alberta Merz, do bequeath my tendency to blush and my shyness to Mr. Hurst. I, Victor Mette, do bequeath my deep bass voice to Alvin Glaser. I, Raymond Palmer, do bequeath my shine for eight graders to Robert Glazer. I, Dorothy Partusch, do bequeath my early lunch hour to Dorothy Langland. I, Dorothy Phillips, do bequeath my technique in slinging chili to Mrs. Burke. I, Emilie Pitcock, do bequeath n1y delight in wearing men's shirts to june Bonnes. I, Dorothy Reiser, do bequeath my sitting in the Ford until time for school to start every morning to jane Beckett. I, Frank Sandker, do bequeath my hatred, or should I say love, for mistletoe to Russell Merten. I, Irwin Schulte, do bequeath my alibis for getting out of work and never having assign- ments to Donald Moore. I, Katherine Scott, do bequeath my love for civics and for Mr. SroIe's make-up work to lletty Hack. I, Harold Tarvin, do bequeath my curly hair to I-Iarold Ilhardt. I, Arthur Tennison, do bequeath my stradavarian violin to William Otting for serenading purposes only. I, Violet Vickroy, do bequeath my love for Shorthand to Ruth Nordyke. I, Eleanor Whitaker, do bequeath my very sweet smile and good humor to Mr. Brown. I, Gertrude Willis, do bequeath all of my old rouge, lipstick and other accessories to Miss Sturm. I, Edna VVittmeyer, do bequeath my adoration for tall, dark and handsome men to Martha Gunderloy. I, Mary lvoller, do bequeath my liking for Spanish and other school subjects to YValter Glazer. I, Ruth Worth, do bequeath all of my nick names and pet expressions to Betty Coflelt. I, William Mlorth, do bequeath my admirable art of winning skating prizes to Albert Sheldon. VVitncssed this twenty-Iirst day ol' May in the year ol' our Lord Nineteen hundred and thir- ty-seven. ' QSIQALQ lNKY, The Cat. WITNESSES: The Stapler, The Telephone. 26