David B Oliver High School - Omicron Yearbook (Pittsburgh, PA)

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MARIE H. PRITCHARD Can Marie talk? The seniors and teaehcrs can testify as to her ability along this line. Can she chew gum? Ask Miss Hankey. From indica- tions Marie canit be teased. Oh, that temper. She'll fight for what she wants in life and nine chances out of ten sheill get it. Marie likes some- body very well, but she will not divulge his name. Marie, you're holding out on us. FRANK R. RANALLO Frunk he's called. You've all seen him make those wild dashes of his down the field in a foot- ball game. Yeh, for Frunk! Everybody likes him. You Cillllt help it. Neither can anyone else. He is one of the many who wire quiet and unknown till this, his last semester. RUTH LOUISE SCHA EFER Oh, boy! Is she sarcastic?-in the play. If Ruth were really like that she surely would he hard to live with. But it's our good fortune she doesn't resemble Augusta in the least. ' Ruth was selected as our otlicial photographer. Notice how extremely good-looking we all are- in our pictures. LEONARD IAREI. SCH UGAR Sugar, the sweetest man in town fManches- terj. Vice-President of the 12-A s fierce, fearless Four Horsemen. Many a time has he released ad atom or two of substance that forms high in- telligence. So much for the good Csix feet plusj. Outfitted with universal joints heid make a good drive-shaft. ,pf if rt! X

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1 . .x W M' x it it rib N 'X' .NJ my 1 ffxjf' ., , ff, KATHRYN LAURA MINICK Kathryn is a real petite blond. Her main in- terest from her Hrst year in High School has been breaking hearts,-so, look out, boys! She's look- ing for more worlds to conquer. Her only weak- ness is shorthand, but stick to it, Kathryn, you're doing line. Like every one in our class she likes parties-and some boys. I ROBERT H. NEAL Vwhat a rasping discord would be necessary to disturb the harmonious regularity of his dreaming. As I see him, in my mind's eye, he sits motion- less, head in hand, his breathing or any other na- tural movement indiscernable. In the peaceful serenity of his reverie he passes the hours at school. By some reflex or involuntary action he leaves school, slowly, dreamily. Faithfully, slowly, dreamily did he serve, the School as Imperial Potentate of the '1'rafTic Squad. BASIL IT. NOLAN Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Crash! Bang! Gone? The h-ig, husky, good-natured child with the ruby- colored cheeks. He's not half bad when he is absent, but he makes up for time lost. He and 'his car fmathematically declared a three-cylinder Chryslerj have often made them- selves useful. In case of a lecture in history, he and brother Stephan lead the opposition. ROLL.X.ND . KVA DE PEARSON By 'some accident or another the Honorable ,Wade Pearson was made one of our associates. :S.traightway,,we elected him to the exalted posi- ftion of President. Many a time and oft has lr used.his Irish wit and humor to keep our smiles , from ' becoming inverted. An alumnus wrote: 4 , Dear Doggy, I hear you have been elected president of the 12-A class and I-hope you will remain so for many years to comefi , It will never come true.

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SELMA CECILIA SCHVVARTZ Raven-black, curly hair, a winning smile, a pleasing disposition and two dimples, all these be- long to this charming young lady. Just imagine her trying to tear-h her pupils the multiplication table! VVell, that's what she intends to do. Just now her ambition is to have long hair-and the trouble it has cost her! Oh me, Oh my! She's getting it slow but sure. BELLE SHAPIRO Ting-a-ling! Ting-a-ling! Belle's laugh tinkles merrily through the corridors. Belle is quite the belle of the class and at intervals of every fifty minutes we have her in mind. Belle has a very important part in the Senior Play, too. And who said she isn't efficient as a Clubs' Editor? JOHN SKILLEN Still waters run deep. John has only been one of the class until this semester. But now can he step? Well, I should say! Penn State, n'every- thing. Keep it up, John. And say who taught you to dance? I guess our masquerade will be a mile- stone for you, eh? MARGARET GENEVIEVE SMITH The youngest member in the class, Is this bonny, merry lass, Not so big and not so small, Marge is really very tall. Over subjects shell not fret, At least she hasn't done it yet. N'est pas?