Crown Point High School - Excalibur Yearbook (Crown Point, IN)

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IRENE DIETRICH CLARENCE THOMEN JENNIE DIETEL IRENE DIETRICH “Modesty often gains more than pride.” Chorus, ’24, ' 25. CLARENCE THOMEN “A trusting and a loyal friend Always, and a gentleman!” Intermural Sports, ’26; Agricultural Debates, ’25. JENNIE DIETEL “Beautiful—as the dusky twilight.” Class Play, ’25; Preliminary Declamatory Contest. 25, ’26; Basketball, ’26; Chorus, ’23, ’24. ’25, 26; Treasurer G. O. O. D. League, ’26; Yell Leader, ’25; Subscription Manager “Inklings,” ’26; Snap-shot Editor “Oracle,” ’26; County Declamatory Contest. ’26.

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LA VERGNE ENOCH GEORGIANA SOWASH CLARA BELLE WESTPHAL MAX FEDER LA VERGNE ENOCH “Someone has said that life’s a sons. So I will dance the way.” Chorus, ’24, ’26; Preliminary Declamatory Contest, ’25; G. O. O. D. League, ’26; Cicero Club, ’26. CLARABELLE WESTPHAL “For never anything can be amiss When simpleness and duty tender it.” Chorus. ’22; G. O. O. D. League. ’26; Class Play, ’25; Glee Club, ’26; G. W. C„ ’26. GEORGIANA SOWASH “For straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures.” Reporter “Inklings,” ’26; G. O. O. D. League, ’26; Track. ’25. MAX FEDER “I dare do all that may become a Who dares do more is none.” Football, ’24, ’25; Basketball, ’24. 24

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Senior Prophecy After the war in 1937, we, meaning “Mag” Westphal and Bell Wise, got a job workin’ on the section. We got 37 cents a day and calloused hands. Last time we had our hands calloused was when we wrote twenty-page themes for Mrs. Jones. As we was sayin’, we got 30 cents a day—the other 7 cents they took away from us for all the ties we busted. About a week after we got the job in June, we laid down to take a snooze, but we woke up pretty quick when we heard the old train cornin’. We had forgot to put seven ties together and the train jumped the track and had a wreck. We decides to be heroes, and pick up the big pieces—you know we was going to be nurses once. The first thing we run on to was a woman chokin’ to death. We stuck our hands down her neck and pulled out her false teeth, and after she got her face back in position we see it was Jennie Dietel. My! My! How that girl had changed! She must have weighed 450 pounds at least. She was sellin’ tooth paste with “Dorry“Jones. Jennie Dietel sellin’ tooth paste! She’d just got over havin’ scarlet fever and all her hair had fell out. She had lots of money, though. We found “Dorry” under one of those ties. She’d changed, too. In her spare time she was a preacher who preached on “The Promotion of Sanitary Rat Traps in the Home.” About this lime we got sick and started a hike through the woods. We tripped and took a tail spin on a pile of dirt, only it wasn’t dirt! It was Clarence Thomen lookin ' for bugs. He was a Bugologv teacher in Leroy. He said he’d found a new bug that would put a bee in your bonnet. We left him talkin’—we didn’t care anything about his bugs. Next morning we went back to work—there was a new boss there. Gee, it was funny to see Harold Hamann trying to make the guys work. He for¬ got to put the ties together again, and we never did try to tell our instructors anything—so there was another wreck. They tried to blame ns for the wreck, but we shot the old guy in the leg and they let us go. This train was a coast 1 o coast flier, and it got wrecked pretty bad. So did some of the guys on that train. Henry Schau was host to a bunch of fellows and he got hurt pretty bad. That’ll be pretty hard on Hank—you know he’s runnin’ a ladies’ hat shop in Lowell. He got all the trade ’cause he used to play basket ball.