Colton Union High School - Crimson and Gold Yearbook (Colton, CA)

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WIZO worAecj togetlzer 1 a After seven weeks of rehearsing hLunatics at Largef the senior play, we began to shake suSPeC our heads for we feared poor Mrs. tTrevitt would begin to feel the effects of the atmosphere BeeSO . . . .Pop Ahlers little talks became as famous as President Roosevelfs fireside chats, and mue. almost as effective. . . .Hi-Tri hot-doggers and Girls, League food salesmen discovered that an immaculate kitchen and Miss Martin are as inseparable as bread and butter. . . .Many an eyebrow raised upon hearing Miss Simmons call out nonchalantly, hPractice the fan dance spaif Brook affef f today, girls? It turned out to be quite legitimate, however-come May Day. . . .Coach t . HO Sefton,s face was an Open book during football seasoneno offense, coach, we dontt mean U5 literally, but we had only to look at you to know just what you were thinking during the games. . . .Mr. Mummery and Mr. Newman left many a student open-mouthed in aston- a . ishment with their harmonized duet to the tune of Oh, Johnny! in assembly. We never 80mg Nowa.C it obV' RALPH ADAMS GEORGE w. AHLER CHRISTINA D. BEESON t EDITH BYRN HOPE FAHSHOLTZ ALICE M. HIGH HELEN s. B JOSEPHINE . 1

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1g 2d th iy, ke ile ay, ier 3n er th 25 f5 rd a .GDrincipal, llYOU'RE IN STYLE WHEN YOU'RE WEARING A SMILE and Mr. Mclntosh was right in there pitch- ing. . . .Cood ole Mac, who surprised us all with an auctioneering talent we never suspected during the bond rally, not to mention his bass discord to llPink Pajamas. Mac, who so gracefully broke the heel off Betty Brown's shoe at the Hi-Y, Hi-Tri Christmas dance; the chap who worked so hard to get diplomas for all our fellows before Uncle Sammy claimed them . . . .Yeah kids, itlll happen to you too. As the years go by the old guy kinda, grows on you. Youlll realize that he understands about the major catastrophes, and the deliriously happy events in our young lives, and will share them with us for the asking. ljice 91' illCipCll, llSlLVER THREADS AMONG THE COLD rapidly appeared upon the head of the first lady of C.U.H.S. as Olive E. Clark guided us adeptly through an- other year of learning. . . .We began to think she was like the cup that never runs dry. Every day she gave of her time and advice with the same patience and understanding to hundreds of bewildered quer- ies, as well as planning courses for each individual so he would wind up with sixteen credits in the right subjects. . . .But we had a lot of laughs with the lady. Remember the one about uClass, these chem- icals are powerful enough to blow us through the roof. Now, come up front, and follow me closely? ancj a gacultg lll'M A MEMBER OF THE MIDNIGHT CREWll was the lament of the faculty as they burned the swing shift oil correcting constitutional essays, and mid- year exams. . . .We like to believe they had a pretty good year, however, all in all. We learned a great deal about them, and in case you missed a few of the choice incidents, we're writing this so you will be in on everything. . . .Starting the year on a humorous note, Mr. Reid became our own Daniel Boone and blazed forty-lleven different trails to Bloomington. He confessed sheepishly that he just didnlt want his bus route to get monotonous. . . .Miss Pesqueira still has not lived down the revelation of her secret ambi- tion. Never you mind, Pesky, you can come up this summer and slide down the banisters to your li'l heart's content. . . .Numerous would-be actors be- gan to think Mr. Hawkinson found a sadistic thrill in not signing eligibility slips. E151 OLIVE E. CLARK

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happily ancl earnestly suspected such talent from those two. . . .Every social event of the year brought out Mrs. Beeson, and awe-stricken cries of iiWhere did you get that hat?H. . . .Mrs. Borrego con- tinued to flutter her amazingly be-diamonded hands in accompaniment to her wails of de- Spair through another year of advising her iitavorite class. . . .The deep dark secret of Miss Brooks, first name was at last revealed. iTweren,t half bad-eitis just Veronia. . . .Even after four years the senior girls swoon over Mr. Adams, broad shoulders, and low voice. They just look at him, and get so tongue-tied they canit tell him why they were absent. . . .Mr. Nowacki relived his old fighting days with the fellows out in shOp. . . .Mrs. Fahsholtz made it obvious when she was not pieased with her mathematical geniuses by pretending she was going to throw something at them, but discretion became the better part of valour. HELEN S. BORREGO V. MARGUERITE BROOKS BEULAH BULLINGTON JOSEPHINE A. HOSICK BLOSSOM GEORGE ELNER MARTIN