Edwardsville High School - Tiger Yearbook (Edwardsville, IL)

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F 1 37 LASS 0F 1937 GLASS 0F SENIOR SHADY IDE You will never realize the dullness of gossip until you try recording it on paper. So with a page of observation notes and a tired brain, or maybe just an absence of brain, I will set about to push your eyebrows into your scalps. Did you know that a certain young man named Larman has been disturb- ing the heart palpitations of the fair sex? Is Marian Barnett one of his indul- gent admirers? . . . June Overstreet bunged up her nose one night when the boy-friend smashed up the Free Bridge .... Names are essential, no doubt, but somebody must have thought Agnes Rotter was quadruplets. . . . Robert Schaefer tried this line for popularity, 'tl have a cousin who dances in Holly- woodf' Every girl in the room wanted to know more about the cousin. . . . Fred Faust manicures his fingernails with a lead pencil. CHuhj . . . If you want to see perfection in the art of scission just watch Bernadine Hess cut cor- ners on her way to her locker. . . . Blair Vllatson is laboring in obscurity. He is raising a mustache and no one can see it except maybe a certain very special blonde lady .... I'll bet Dorothy Troeckler finds the ditty Just Plain Bill a song after her own heart. . . . Dorothy Fitzpatrick and Clark Baker hold a record as the schoolfs steadiest steadies. They should try Hollywood where competition is stronger. Remember when we were vaccinated? A certain bunch of Senior lads spent almost one whole afternoon in a doctor's office frightening anticipating patients. . . . Betty Frampton still persists in becoming a school teacher regardless of all the tragic examples she is at present contacting .... The Blumberg twins are planning on becoming nurses. IVill they have their patients in a delirious dilemma, seeing double? . . . Is Mike Broderick hunting for Hunt all the time or does he just look that way? . . . I heard some elder classmen got a rcal treat riding in the dumb waiter at a well-known Sophomore's home. . . . 441,111 Nuts About Muttsn is a song that must appeal to Frank Godfrey, at least at one of our football games Frank nearly drowned poor little IVilliam with affection. cuvvllllilllln is a canine. That is, this I'Villian1 is.D . . . 'Lea Dippold certain- ly must believe that variety is the spice of life. Have you ever noticed her col- lection of gentlemen friends? . . . Life will be harmonious for Dave and Betty. She'll play for him and he 'll sing for her, and so on into the future. . . . IVho is Mary Giardina Haunting at Joe Jaros? . . . If you don't know John Crocker you had better look him up. He's a promising young columnist and some day you may be able to say, 'tl knew him when-- . . . A compliment for Jane Huggins. She's no fright, ankliug down the hall .... Norma Schroeder's folks are in the meat business. How's business? The Stakes are tough tI'm just as sick of that game as you ai'e.j . . . Frances Dressel crocheted a coat, cover, or hood, as you like, to keep Annette Krumsiek's nose warm. It's a masterpiece. ClVill this exposure embarrass theintj . . . George Roth IVolf would make an ace automobile test driver. He knows more about wrecking a car than anyone alive .... If you must learn theatre etiquette just sit behind Gertrude Knecht and her blonde heart-throb. They have genuine CContinued on page 1019 EIGHTEEN

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S 0F 1937 LASS 0F 1937 CL ARLIE SCHON JEAN DORR JOHN CROCKER Secretary Vice President President QQ ffm, 1 fi ,fe SENI HISTORY i. ln the latter portion of the year of 1933, when we first focused our optics upon the stately structure of lt. H. S., there arose in our tiny, yet undeveloped brain a question that seemed unanswerable. YVhat was il. H. S. to hold in store for us? After struggling through four years of the grueling grind we can raise our now swelled skulls and answer this: We do solemnly swear that when we were in the lowest level of this afore- mentioned dungeon, We respected our up-per classmen and humbly laid our tongues to the task of idolizing our tutors, We approached the steps with the utmost care, and propelled our anatomies along the corridors with a gentle grace never to be forgotten by one Harvey B. Gunn. Vife then rose to the sophistication of being Sophs. The aforementioned statement holds good for the best segment of our Sophomore year. life also have to add to the ever increasing list. In our Sophomore spell of torture we never shirked or let 'up in our fa- ' xorite sport of studying. A Soph was never seen chewing gum or propelling any foreign object to a picked destination. Next our chests bulged. Wie were Juniors. Boy! Did we razz the ldreshies yy hen they cantered into one of our classrooms or strolled unmolested into one of our favorite study halls to find strange faces all wreathed in mirth Our athletes showered us with trophies won on many far iiung fields and Hoors. VVQ were regional champions for the first time in the history of our dear ole alma mater. District track fell to the onslaught of our worthy speed- sters. So We closed the Junior year with laurels of victory on every front. Seniors? Why yes. We are Seniors and does it go to our heads? No. We now are Seniors of a studious, athletic, and dramatic type. VVe are try- ing for a sheep skin diploma that is of no significance but to be used as a guid- ing light in our search for success. NINETEEN