Berkeley High School - Olla Podrida Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

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Class History THE evening was one of wind and rain, the kind that peoples an open fire with crowding pictures and memories. And the Senior was sitting before a fire. As the crackling flames twisted upward they parted and out stepped a trembling little Scrub to gaze with eyes of wonder at the Fair City of the Exposition, again lighted in flame against the night of the chimney. The rain beat with added force against the window, just such a storm as drenched the class on Berkeley High Day when the most popular place at the Fair was the gas heater in the Palace of Education. A log rolled and the Scrub was gone. Up popped a merry young Middler, free from the terrors and tremors of Scrubship and as yet untroubled by the weighty cares of Seniordom, to lead a carefree existence (this was before the invention of high eleven English themes) and at last to jump out over the andirons and scamper off into the dark, just in time to escape the hungry flame of Detention that shot in pursuit. The fire burned more slowly, almost with dignity, and why not? Were they not the serious and awe-inspiring activities of Senior year that were now reflected in it s midst? Suddenly there was a sound as of distant thunder. A Senior, on an amber flame, paused to listen, then turned and said, It is the sound of the guns from the battlefields of Europe that has at last reached us. The class went on with its duties but behind it were ruined towns and scenes of battle, above it was lettered in gold the word Service, and the class pins sparkling on all sides bore the emblem of the Red Cross. The footlights of the Senior Show, a war play, too, gleamed brightly along the stage of a miniature auditorium giving prom- ise of the splendor of commencement now not so far ahead. Then the fire burned lower and lower, flickered, and seemed to die. The Senior mused in darkness. We really have had a wonderful history — we came in with the Exposition and we go out with the War. But the fire was burned out. What is left? Nothing but the cooling Memory. Just then the black embers quivered, fell apart, and disclosed the pink City of the Future shining in the ashes and a gay Midget Elf beckoning from the last flame.

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ISABELLE WARWICK Fort Dodge, Iowa JEAN WASTE Berkeley Secretary, High Senior Class, Fall ' 17; Social Committee, High Senior Class, Fall ' 17; Social Committee Girls ' Association, Fall ' 16, Spring ' 17; Chairman, Fall ' 17; Pod Staff, Fall ' 17; May Festival, Spring ' 16; Vaudeville, Fall ' 16; Pinafore, Fall ' 16; Spanish Club, Spring ' 17. KENNETH L. WILLIAMS Chicago, 111. Senior Play, Fall ' 17; Vaudeville, Fall ' 16, Spring and Fall ' 17; Romeo and Juliet, Spring ' 17; Electrical Club, ' 15, ' 16, ' 17; President Electrical Club, Fall ' 16, Vice-President Electrical Club, Spring ' 16, School Electrician, Fall ' 16; Forum, Fall ' 17; Interclass Team, Interscholastic Team ' 17. FLORINE WURKHEIM San Francisco

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Senior Class Committees SENIOR PLAY COMMITTEE Lawson Poss, Chairman Aileen Jaffa Ruth Sorrick Frances Morris Revere Hofstetter COMMENCEMENT ADDRESS COMMITTEE Leona Archibald, Chairman Helen Ingham Phyllis Mcintosh SOCIAL COMMITTEE Sherrill Conner, Chairman Lawson Poss Karl Ponsi Edward Hall Madeline Robinson Helen Trevor Jean Waste Frances Morris SCENERY COMMITTEE Walter Johnson, Chairman Sherrill Conner Waldemar Ponsi Wallace Duffy Milton Kennedy PROPERTY COMMITTEE Wallace Duffy, Chairman Herbert Leisure Anne Edgar Martha Justice