East Lansing High School - Ceniad Yearbook (East Lansing, MI)

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SENIOR CLASS HISTORY Yes, sir, johnny Trojan, here's the end of thirteen years of learning- the concluding ot your sec- ondary education, as Mac would put it. No, johnny Trojan, it seems like just last week, that Sep- tember of nineteen thirty-nine, when we cast our first dubious glances at these hallowed halls. That fall was our baptism of fire. We soon learned to get out of Bert's path when he groomed the halls, and the most important lesson was our learning that whatever a SENIOR said or did was perfect. Tell me, johnny, do you remember our sophomore year? Gas rationing had started, and it was in November that American troops landed in North Africa. At the Senior Mixer the welcome mat was dusted and laid down, and we were .officially inaugurated into the senior high. l'll never forget how we hung in the corners shaking the CO2 out of our cokes rather than dancing. We were big tenth graders then, and had chosen as our leaders George Foster, Bette Whisler, Pat Hunt, and Howard Stoddard. Chet Axline was the lad who steered us through our stellar Soph Prom, Moonlight Mood, and eight of the huskies won major letters and were garnished with E pins. Then, johnny, we began to feel our oats. With Bill Cruise, jeanne La Pointe, Corrine Lewis, Lois McCartney, and Sally Cuthbert as a nucleus, we satisfied our craving for a party with Tur- key Trample I. Marilyn Adams and Chet Axline handled the deal and raffled off Waldo, a four- teen-pound turkey, which tif my memory is correct, johnnyl, Merritt Hill of '44 claimed. We began to realize a meaning in the figure 45, and with the guidance of Hallie Smith we put in our plea for class jewelry, which was six months in comi.ng. ln keeping with tradition, we started the New Year right with our junior play, Every Family Has One. True, john, old top, we were curious as to the outcome, but we should have known better than to worry. With a director like Helen Wul- kow, the cast as they were, and the class backing it, it couldn't help being the triumph that it was. After time out for a breather, we set our sights on. the I-Hop. Art Nolan navigated Nautical But Nice through the reefs, and when the anchor was dropped the finest junior Hop to enter the port of E. L. H. S. had terminated. Wonderful decorations, Gene DeVine's music, and slumber parties made the evening an unforgettable one. Ending this enterprising year was the junior-Senior Ban- quet, and our learning of Cuddy Shaver's entering business. It was food for thought, as we began to speculate on next year's coach. Write with Eversharpf' Monsieur Trojan! Our senior year set an amazing precedent. Being blessed with a fine coach like Dale Faunce, the pigskin boys ran away with the first Twin-Valley League Championship to be won by an East Lansing team! Believe me, johnny, you never saw a happier bunch of fellows. The football banquet was a huge affair with George Foster elected hon- orary captain of the team and Gene Irwin chosen the most valuable player. The executives for our senior year were Art Nolen, president: Red DeGolia, vice presidentp Barb Tanner, secretary: and Bud Ehinger, treasurer. The other precedent set by 45 was the first complete sellout in the history of the school at our senior play, The Late Mr. Early. The production was under the direction of Mary Bruegal with superlative personnel, acting, and sets. We thought we'd like to start a tradition, so we produced another Turkey Trample ll under the supervision of O'Brien I. Doyle. We raffled off a twenty-two pound turkey, and who should win it but an alumnus, of all people, Wilton Hen- aersonl Yes, john, l'm going to say something about the Senior Prom. I wonder, can you remember the controversy over the name and theme? How the girls thought the winter lodge idea wouldn't work? Yes ,we finally agreed on the name Sun Valley, with Bill Cruise, general chairman. The kids really turned out a super party, johnson, with Gene DeVine's music, and deer heads on the walls for a simulated lodge. Ah, john, my memory is fading. I faintly see a riotous Senior Skip Day, Ceniads, and then the moment we've been striving to attain, our El Dorado, cherished and never forgotten commencement service. Here we go, Mr. john Trojan, the class of nineteen hundred and forty-five. We're a happy and carefree bunch, but we are thankful for the chance we had. Now don't worry about us, john, for we ve got that Trojan spirit you gave us-- ln Ourselves Our Future Lies. ARTHUR NOLAN, Class President. 26

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