Blake School - Reflections / Call O Pan Yearbook (Hopkins, MN)

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The Cull O' Puti of 7935 James Gates Pattridcb One might say that Putt’s philosophy and his attire are much alike —neither is the same for two consecutive days. At any rate, both are decidedly out of the ordinary. It was no doubt, Jim’s great reasoning powers that secured him a place on the debating team this winter. His original and multi-colored costumes have as yet failed to benefit him directly, hut James may some day be a great designer—of awnings or something. If this career should fail him, he could always fall back on his dramatic ability. For three years Jim has been one of the stellar attractions of the annual plays. This year he made his light opera debut in the policemen’s chorus of the Pirates of Penzance.” One of the original members of the Class of ’35, to James has fallen the honor of immortalizing the class as historian for the group. We can see Mr. Patt at Dartmouth, surrounded by the sages of that institution, as he expounds his latest conjectures on religion or government. PACE TWENTY-SIX

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The Cull O' Puti of 1935 Jerome Franklin Newhouse Jerry’s contribution to the swimming team was recognized this year when his teammates chose him to lead them through a rather successful season and when they subsequently awarded him the Guy Thomas Swimming Trophy. Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, Jabo can he seen at Mr. Hartmann’s pool in a pair of abbreviated blue trunks going through his daily grind for the benefit of awestruck damsels who gaze enraptured at his daring gainers and triple back fiipfiops with a full twist. At the same time, the green monster, known as jealousy, clutches at those who see the apple of their eye snatched out from under their noses by a “damned diver with a build like Weissmuller’s. A familiar figure is Jerry prowling about on hunting expeditions “with lens and tripod seeking unsuspecting victims with bis Leica, which, Elwell slyly admits, does look like a camera. We hoj c that the U will appreciate Jerry as we have. PNCJ TWEVTY-FIVE

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The Call O' Pun of 1935 “Now 1 lay me down to sleep.” Entered Blake 1924 Yale Harry Edward Pence, Jr. This is the story of The Man in the Green Hat, or What Pence has done for the Senior Class. In the midst of a rather boisterous and immature group of classmates, Harry’s composure remains unruffled and it is generally conceded that what this hare-brained conglomeration known and not loved as the senior class lacks in dignity is more than made up for by the suave Mr. Pence. He seems to have had a hand in the management of nearly every organization in the school (Union, Athletic Association, Dramatics, and the Senior Class) except the Council. When Duck leaves us for the portals of the New Haven Country Club, with him will go a fond recollection of one who has endeared himself to the hearts of his associates by being the man who could talk more and say less than any other Blake product since we can remember. Harry will always be available as cither an Arrow Collar or a Murad ad in case his Alma Mater meets up with financial reverses. I AGE TWENTY-SEVEN