Angola High School - Key Yearbook (Angola, IN)

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a vacation cruise It was in the summer of 1960 when I was on the S. S. Queen Elizabeth on my way to Europe that I saw members of the class of 1940 of A. H. S. Just imagine my surprise when I found that the great commercial artist, Norma Hull, was aboard, and that the captain of the liner was Roscoe Nedele. His pretty wife, the great American actress, Eileen Erbe, was traveling with him. The first and second mates of the mighty liner were Eddie Carlson and Morris Whitlock respectively. That evening as I went to dinner I saw Robert Porter of Wall Street dining with his secretary, Barbara Reese. At the table adjoining me was the ship’s doctor, John Harvey. Nice going, Johnnie! And nurses, Bettie and Billie Bassett, who were associated with him, were also there. In a far off corner of the dining room was Max Moore, title holder of the Open Golf Tournament of 195 8-59. Music those few evenings was furnished by Bill Hopkins’ Rippling Rovateers with Betty Keckler and Bob Seely as featured soloists. Donn Laird was his first trombonist. The next morning as I was in my deck chair for a bit of fresh air along came some of the sailors and, believe it or not, they were no other than Don Osborne, Jack Bryan, Robert McKinley, and Ora Sierer. In the amusement room a foursome of school teachers, including Esther Ferrier, Marguerite Moor, Donelda Bell, and June Rothenbuhler of the class of ’40, were engaged in a game of bridge. Wauneta Shoup, Evelyn Stage and Ellen Green, all three secretaries on vacation, were looking for a fourth for a game of deck tennis. At the swimming pool I saw Marge Imus, swimming instructress, endeavoring to teach some passengers the mermaid’s art. I lunched with Louise Griffiths, who was in charge of the ship’s beauty salon; her assistants were Iona Huntington and Margaret Fast. Mary E. Agner was the buyer of new crea¬ tions for the exclusive dress shoppe of Jeanne Preston and Madolynn Myers in New York. They were all three going to Paris. Nice going, kids! The ever famous chemical research engi¬ neer, James Mitchell, was aboard going to Egypt, and Dick Bender was enroute to Oxford to coach athletics. By this time Elden Kelley and David Hall had become fa¬ mous furniture designers and makers and both were going to Europe to design furni¬ ture for the Buckingham Palace. Of course there is always a group that marry rich men and get to travel for their own pleasure; those were Joanne Shoup, Bette Mounts, Virginia Kauffman, and Hazel Wells. Wasn’t that grand! Leland Morrison and Devon Reese were crossing with their new plane, taking it to England for a test flight. The All-Amer¬ ican Baseball Team was going across also and two of its distinguished members were none other than Carlton Wells, pitcher, and David Sowle, first baseman. Franz Wells was going to Ireland to fish off the coast there and Lucille Hubbell was going on an European tour giving piano concerts. Another well known figure on board was Secretary of State Burton Kolb enroute to London. There is the review of the Class of ’40, all in action in 1960. Some were doing what they had planned in A. H. S. —GLORIA DELLER. Page Twenty-three

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-I these whe wear the mortar beards and eewns. MARGUERITE BETH MOOR She sang 1 , she played the piano too, There was nothing worth while, she couldn ' t do. G. R. II, III, IY r ; Home Room Secretary I; Discussion in Fort Wayne III; Orchestra I, II, III, IV; Band II, III, IV; Student Council II; Operetta II; Public Speaking Play IV; Chorus I, II, III, IV; Vice President Girls’ Chorus III; Key Annual Staff IV; Hornet Staff IV; Audi¬ torium Committee III; Vocational Skits I, II: Na¬ tional Honor Society; S ' olo Contest I; Accompanist; May Festival III; Four Year Honor Student; Sen¬ ior Class Play. GLORIA DELLER She hustled about from day to day. Getting in everybody’s way. G. R. II, III, IV; Home Room Officer II; G A C I, II; Orchestra I, II, III, IV; German Band II, III; Operetta II: Woodwind Quartet II, IV: Band I, II, III, IV, Secretary III; Solo Contest III, IV; Key Annual Staff IV; Hornet Staff IV: Auditorium Committee IV; Vocational Skits I; All Dis¬ trict Orchestra IV; Senior Class Play. EDWARD S. CARLSON The big Swede from ‘Big Rapids” blew in And all the juniors’ hearts he did win. Hi-Y IV; Class Officer IV: Orchestra I; Arch¬ ery Club I: Football I II, III; Science Club I. DONALD G. OSBORNE If rushing floods and earth¬ quakes came, Easy-going Oscar would be the same. Basketball IV; Baseball I: Band I, II, III, IV; F. F. A. I. II, III, IV; Senior Class Play. JUNE MARIE ROTHENBUHLER Confucius say—Girl so nice. Must be straight from para¬ dise. Home Room Secretary I; Member of Trio IV. BETTE L. MOUNTS Confucius say — This advice heed, A friend like Bette, we all need. G. R. II, III, IV; G. A. C. I, II; Debate II: Op¬ eretta II: Public Speaking Play; Home Economics Club I; Chorus I; Hornet Staff IV: Vo¬ cational Skits. DAVID HALL It’s David who lias the me¬ chanical mind: Small time inventors he ' ll leave far be¬ hind. Hi-Y IT. Ill, IV; Debate I, II, III; Public Speak¬ ing Play III. IV; F. F. A. I. MAX MOORE With basketball, he made his fame, And often he has saved the game. Basketball I. II, III, IV; Baseball III, IV: Golf III, IV; F. F. A. Ill; Vocations Play I. EVELYN STAGE Wiser girls there may have been, But there never was, a better friend. G. R. II, III: Op¬ eretta II; Chorus I, II; Voca¬ tion Skits II: Home Economics Club II; May Festival I; G. A. C. II. I

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valedictcry A SKY FULL OF STARS Two men stood in the Colosseum at Rome. The first, thrilled by the atmosphere per¬ vading the most famous arena at that time, turned to his friend and said, Think of the men who have been here, the men who have walked this very soil.” No,” replied the second, turning to him. No, my friend. Think rather of the men who will walk here through the years to come.” We, Angola High School’s graduating class of 1940, stand here uncertainly, about to take the first toddling steps which will lead us into the business of every-day living. Like a group of modern Aladdins, we are about to exchange old lamps for new. Today, our personalities are basically very much the same. We wear the same clothes, eat the same food, read the same books, and sing the same songs. We are the sons and daughters of the butcher, the baker, and the candlestick maker. We are part of that great classification known as children” in general and high school students” in particular. Tomorrow all this will be changed. Tomor¬ row we shall have begun the business of living for ourselves, and we shall have begun the molding of our own personalities. In not too many tomorrows in the future, we shall ourselves have become the butcher, the baker, and the candlestick maker, the doctor, the lawyer, the merchant, and the chief. We cease to be students and become people. But the elder butchers and bakers and can¬ dlestick makers will be pessimistic, indeed. This business of living, they will warn us, is a hard row to hoe. On every hand, men and women of ability equal to our own will be competing with us on our own ground, ready to take the bread from our plates and the hope from our souls. We who are younger are not afraid. Like the man in the Roman Colosseum, we must not worship those great men who have walked before—we must think, too, of the great men who are yet to live, the men who will walk the earth with us. We will sing the song to be found in the lines of Tenny¬ son’s Locksley Hall: Yearning for the large excitement that the coming years would yield, Eager-hearted as a boy when first he leaves his father’s field. And his spirit leaps within him to be gone before him then, Underneath the light he looks at, in among the throngs of men; Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new; That which they have done but earnest of the things that they shall do. We who are being graduated are ready to accept the challenge. Someone has said, Invent a better mousetrap, and the world will beat a path to your door.” There is always room in this great business of living for those who are honest in purpose and sincere in ideals. The sky is still full of stars. —NORMA HULL. Page Twenty-four