Cal State Polytechnic College - El Rodeo Yearbook (San Luis Obispo, CA)

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EXCERPTS FROM THE DIARY OF A FORMER POLY STUDENT Monday, April 1, 1944. San Luis Obispo, California.— Oh! I’m so happy! Tomorrow I start on my wonderful trip around the world in an aeroplane. I know Baldy Brommer is the best pilot in the United States, and I will feel so safe with him. 1 will certainly write down every exciting incident that happens on the entire trip. Tuesday, April 2, 1944. Salt Lake City, Utah.— My goodness! can you imagine who I saw at the San Francisco airport as I stepped out of the plane? Herbie Reinert! I had just one minute to stop so I didn’t learn as much gossip as I would have liked. Herb is driving a taxi now. I understand he has had quite a lot of marital difficulties. He is just securing a divorce from his fourth wife. Poor Herb. He said he was thinking seriously of making Dot” Hyer his fifth and last. I hope so. Five are enough for any man. Our next stop was Sacramento where we saw John White. He is now janitor of the capitol building. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen John. He told me that A1 Hedstrom had been disappointed in love and had entered a monastery; turned very pious it seems. Well we never know, do we? My, we made good time today. We stopped over at Reno for lunch and a little rest. It was a lucky stop for me, I saw so many old friends. Lloyd Bowman, Slim,” as we knew him, is now head coach at the Univer- sity of Nevada and his assistants are Hugh Bissel and Bill Coffer. We had quite an interesting chat. Slim” said that two more old Poly “grads” were there. Of course I had to go to see them. Lester Anderson was Professor of Mathematics, and John Doser Professor of English. John had finally mastered the dangling modifiers. He told me to let Miss Abbott know if I saw her while in England. Wednesday, April 3, 1944. Denver, Colorado.— We stayed in Salt Lake City last night. I certainly like it there. While I was walking around that city this morning, I saw large posters advertising Barnum and Bailey’s Circus. I thought I saw a familiar face on the poster, so I stopped to look it over. Imagine my surprise when I

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EL X X is» RODEO MARGARET TRUESDALE San Luis ’25. Her main characteristic is her love of variety. Margaret is seldom seen all by her- self even in her parents’ car. She has been a very active worker in the Amajwla Club. LEONARD TATE Paso Robles ’26. “Stub” is another Paso graduate. He took an active part in all social and athletic activities. He was the first president of the Poly Y and was captain of the football team in ’28. OVID WAID Bonitto Hi ’27. Ovid was another good natured Ag. He took a very active part in the Band and was a first lieutenant. STORME WADE San Luis Hi '25. Storme is another prominent man of the campus. A Poly Y. a loyal and hardworking student. PAUL WELSHER Atascadero ’24. Paul is one of those “happy go lucky” boys. He has the ambition to be a motor- cycle cop if his motor doesn’t wear out waiting, to see John. HARRIET WRIGHT San Luis ’25. Blonde, with popularity plus. She’s the only girl in General Science Class, and gets away with it. Harriet has that natural ability that makes her a good cook, and she’s not bad at the tennis racket. JOHN WHITE Polytechnic Hi S. F. ’26. John is the accomplished bugler for Deuel Hall. He is very much inclined to be a sheik. But no matter what, he is a very likable chap. 0 GEORGE VAN WYHE Clovis Hi. George is bashful. He played football on the team, playing fullback. He is very popular among the fellows.

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7 k- RODFO read: “Joe Marsalek,” the Greatest King Master of the Age. It looks as if Joe had realized his ambitions at last. I went into a beauty salon a little later, and Armond Barton met me at the door. He was very charming with his acquired French accent, and little waxed mustache. We had a great time talking over old Poly days. Armond was in a position to hear a lot of gossip, so of course I enjoyed my visit. He told me that Jerry Cowell is now traveling in vaudeville and had been in Salt Lake City lately for an engagement. I am sorry I missed her. Armond said she was as charming as ever. Oh yes. also traveling in the same company are Lloyd Evers and James Gresham. All very success- ful it seems. This afternoon here in Denver, I saw Reverend Gene Kurtz who asked me to attend his sermon at the Methodist Church that night. I was very sorry to decline but we had to leave for Chicago right away. Thursday, April 4, 1944. Chicago, Illinois.— Arrived in Chicago after flying all Wednesday night. I learned that Welton Campbell was district attorney of Cook County, so I went up to see him. As I was walking into the office a tall blonde man was going out. I thought I recognized him, and sure enough it was Detec- tive Wilbur Jacobson. He and Attorney Campbell were doing their best to suppress crime in Chicago. It’s a good thing. I am certainly in a hurry to get out of this town before I get shot full of bullet holes. We are on our way to New York now. Friday, April 5, 1944. New York City, New York.— New York is certainly a busy city. Baldy had quite a time dodging aeroplanes. I guess he doesn’t know much about New York air rules. Oh Boy! What a thrill we had. We heard a siren which meant to land on the nearest building. We did and the cop hopped out of his plane and came over to ours. Gee! what a hard-boiled guy he was. I was begin- ning to think our trip was over when Baldy recognized him as Ralph Lawn. He spoke to him and he remembered us and let us go on with just a word of warning. I never imagined that Ralph could be that hard-boiled. We leave for England in the morning. Saturday, April 6, 1914. Dover. England.— We left New York rather early and, about half way across, we sighted a floating island and landed. We found a service station which was oper- ated by Ellsworth Anderson. We fdled up with gas and then spent a lot of time talking over Poly days. I guess Ellsworth gets pretty lonesome with no one but the seagulls for company. We spe it so much time with Ellsworth that we didn’t arrive in Dover, England, until late this evening. We went to see Mark Miller and learned from him that he has just started the project ff building a bridge from Dover, England, across the English Channel to Calais, France. All of the former Polvites seem to be making their way in this cruel world. We leave for France tomorrow, and Gay Paree, Wow! Sunday, April 7, 1944. Paris, France.—