Ben Blewett High School - Brochure Yearbook (St Louis, MO)

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Row I — LaHeist, Cooney, Cornbleth, White, Ehlers, Elliot, Krinard, .Noell. Row 2 — Weisberg, Lammers, Morgan, Franz, Derr, Rudman, Shader, Bennett, Blum, Ryder, DiSalvo. Row 3 — Watson, Aliber, Inman, Smith, Simpson, Weiler, Steffens, Jones, Morris, Kirk, Mason. R ow 4 — H. Kothe, Cohen, Friedman, Gooch, Rountree, Schradsr, Moore, Helkamp, Buhl, Pernikoff. R ow 5 — Birenbaum, Pritzker, Grosby, Whalen, Kisslinger, Young, Gorsuch, Laskaris, Lemen, Martin, Boyle, Brandt. BROCHURE STAFF Editor Business Manager LOFTIN WHITE LOUIS EHLERS The Brochure Staff for June, 1936, consisted of the following committees: The Art Committee was responsible for all designs, cartoons, and title pages. The Liter- ature Committee supervised the selection and correction of all material used in the literature section, and the Typing Committee converted all the material from each department into printable form. The Quotation Committee chose the quotations which follow each graduate ' s name, and the Photo Committee selected the photog- rapher, arranged for rates, sittings, and the like, and also sponsored the snap-shot contest, from which the campus views were taken. The Club Write-Up Committee gathered and corrected all material concerning organizations and teams. The editor wishes to take this opportunity to express his gratitude to all these and many others who aided in the publication of the BROCHURE. Page Fourteen

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THE SENIOR GARDEN By Louis Ehlers When signs of spring come peeping ' round And all the frost has left the ground, Tis then Dame Nature does her share And gives to us the flowers fair. Our dear Miss Ernst is a Laurel prime, The sponsors are Hedgerows quite sublime. Now Denny, my friends, is a flower quite rare, And June, the Honeysuckle, must be there. There ' s Mary Martin in the Marigold row And Johnny, the Hollyhock, all aglow. Loftin, a Snapdragon he shall be, And then comes Louis — that ' s poor weedy me. Our class as a background has stately grown; They are various flowers all proudly shown. Having mentioned them all, my task I ' ve begun But describing each plant should be lots of fun. Miss Ernst, our Laurel, is worthy our pride; She grows by the gate, keeping us inside. Without her there, I am sorry to say, A few of us would likely stray To forbidden fields and soon die there, For leaving the garden is leaving good care. The sponsors, our Hedgerows, are quite the same; They ' re there to keep us from mischief and blame Misses Pauls and Crecelius guard this throng And keep us from doing a great deal of wrong. Did I call Denny a flower rare? He ' s not — he ' s really a spry March Hare; For our garden without a mascot, I fear Would be like life without any cheer. Now June, the Honeysuckle, fills us with joy, As a tot would thrill at some new toy. There ' s Mary Martin, the Marigold true, Who sort of cheers us when we feel blue; And John, the Hollyhock, you ' re sure to find Is just as honest as he is kind. Loftin, the Snapdragon, our flower friend, Will stick with us from beginning to end. Now Louis, the Weed, he ' s named so true — He ' s slipped in this garden as all weeds do; The class, our background, seems quite gay; No one from the garden wants to stray. Some are perennial — they ' ll return next year, Some are annual and they ' ll soon disappear. But whether they go or whether they stay, The garden is bright with the flowers gay. So we put away in some memory-place The blossom picture of each fair face; Then let times come when all must part, New gardens will grow in every heart. Page Sixteen