Grand Junction High School - Tiger Yearbook (Grand Junction, CO)

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IDA ASHLEY Ida E. A. Woman delights me not nor man either. P. A studious mind is ever evident. Ida Ashley—a girl who does study She’s With brown curly hair and cheeks that are ruddy She’s jolly and gay when you know her But can appear quite sedate and sober. DOROTHY GARRISON Naomi A. I am serious only when among strangers. P. Whatever she does, stie does well. Of Dorothy Garrison — little can be said She grabbed her hat and away she sped, Stic left the High School to go down town To Hoel’s Business Col-leg. . of great renown. leader in our highly successful Sophomore year. Our judgment of leaders is wonderful and never did a class show such foresight because our president always meets every demand. Lloyd Harvey quite covered himself with glory this year by his splendid addresses at the Junior-Senior and Senior-Junior class parties. The Junior-Senior affair was given with as much grace and dignity as we could summon on an occasion of that kind. This being our first attempt to entertain our superior class-men, we found it a very difficult thing to do. When we rose from our seats and tried to speak or sing in the presence of such mighty auditors, our knees began to play “Home, Sweet Home” and we found it necessary to rush the program so that we might lose ourselves in the crowd of dancers. The Seniors enjoyed this party so much that they returned the compliment by giving us a party which we enjoyed equally as well. With the dignity of Seniors about to fall on our deserving heads let all of us return to spend our final year at the Grand Junction High. JEWEL LAMB, ’21. SOPHOMORE CLASS HISTORY The class of ’22. my, how you thrill at the very mention of it. You think of the extremely brilliant members of this class, and of their wonderful prospects for the future. Joseph Sainpliner for instance, is probably only waiting until he becomes a little older to announce his candidacy for the presidential chair of the United States. Harold House will either be a second Vernon Castle or a broom magnate. Frances Reed will be a celebrated poetess. Karl Burgess an authority on chickens; and many others will be in the responsible positions awaiting such brains as ours. It isn’t any wonder you thriff. Did ever any other class contain such material or genius as ours? No, we are the best class in the Grand Junction Schools. In 1918 when we first came to the High School Building as Freshmen, we did not show any fear, but walked boldly in and mingled with the upper classmen. Indeed many judging by our high foreheads and intelligent faces mistook us for Seniors. And so it went. When we were invited up to the Senior assembly for a program and they began, singing “How Green They Are.” our intelligent bearing and worldliness frightened them and the song died out in unconscious respect to our superiority. Owing to the prevalence of Spanish Influenza we had a vacation of seven weeks forced upon us. and were on account of this delayed in many things. After our return, when we had settled down to study, we began to think of social activities. We did not follow the other class’s standards but made a higher and better one for ourselves. For instance, when we were Freshmen, we entertained the eighth grade royally though no class had ever entertained us or shown even the slightest interest in us. Later in the year we planned a picnic and nearly everyone turned (nit. At the last minute the Juniors borrowed one of our trucks, indefinitely and without notice. This left about half of us without any means of transportation. Undaunted, we rustled other conveyances and set out a very short time behind the rest. On account of this delay we became separated from the other half, but still we showed our ability to have a good time under adverse conditions, and we made a day of it. This spirit made us known as the best class in the G. J. H. S. and we are living up to it. In September an exceptionally large percentage returned as Sophomores and we have worked steadily through the winter. When the belated spring arrived a picnic was held at Monument Canon. Owing to the absence of teachers, parents filled the positions of ehaprons. The Sophomores are to give a literary program soon and in June will finish the year with a grand banquet to be held at the Y. M. C. A. A great deal of the success of our class is due to Joseph Sampllner. our president of the Freshman Year, and to Alex Campbell, our Sophomore president. But we are also glad to acknowledge that our success is very largely due to the excellent staff of teachers. And when Miss Taylor says the Caesar class of 22 is the best she lias ever had. we wish to pass the glory on to Miss Miller who fully deserves the credit. We will soon In Juniors and here’s hoping every memner will return next year to carry on the glorious achievements of the class of 22 ALWILDA CALLAWAY. ’22. GRACE GILLIS Little One A. I manipulate the keys rapidly but do not like to be called a swift stenographer. P. Short but sweet and hard to beat. Grace Gilli —she ‘‘maka-da-mon” With a head full of brains and a heart full of fun Who ever the one who wins her heart Can depend on her to do her part. VINCENT FRIEDMAN “The Little Grocery Boy” A. 1 can run a Ford better than any girl. P. Unobtrusive, chews gum, and is a good fellow. Vincent Friedman, a quiet lad Always happy and never sad His ambition is as a grocery clerk At this job, he’ll never shirk.

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WARREN BROWN Monk A. “I'll live a private and pensive single life.” p. Unassuming, serious and studious. Warren Brown — a Chemist fine Who knows all formulas and signs He has a head of hair, pretty and bright That leads the way in the darkest night. “That’s good.” exclaimed Mjaud, “and many’s a time I’ll wager he has wondered just what that child would do next. Junior year people began to have a little respect any way and beside, we had now arriv'ed at the age when we could show our supriority to some one. Then with the Booster’s Club and the Orange and Black we began to really accomplish things for the school.” There was a step in the hall and Alice quickly extinguished the light and the girls sat in the dark. ‘But it was after ttiat Montrose tournament that we undertook the task of installing some school spirit and pep into the others,” resumed Phyllis as the steps died away, in the distance. “Oh, Yes,” chimed in Maud, “and what an impressive funeral we had. I think we accomplished our purpose though. Senior year, the very year of years was just what we wanted it to be. Every thing was just top-Qotch. Everybody working, everybody helping, and things really being done. And too. we found lime for many a Jolly day together. I don’t think there ever were such picnics, hikes and parties as we had, and we certainly enjoyed them as a just reward. “Then graduation day came, that day for which we had been working and which we had been anticipating during those four long years. We could hardly realize it had come.” added Alice. “But I left dear old Grand Junction High with lots of hope and anticipation but still a regret. I could hardly realize that my classmates with whom I had shared so many joys and trials were going to be divided and perhaps never meet again: and that our places would, be- taken by others and the class of twenty would be gone but 'hot forgotten. I am sure.” “Oh. I suppose every thing has changed now.” sighed Phyllis, “but I lujpe to return some day and sec the result of some things we started and—” A well known step was heard in the hall, which sent the girls scurrying to bed and the memories if ’20 were soon mingled with the dreams of the class of ’2i. j JUNIOR CLASS HISTORY RI BA’ RECTOR Susie A. 1 have not enough time to attend to frivolous matters. P. Her music is convincing. Ruby Rector—a business maid Of a witty type, and steady and staid Let’s hope a sailor comes home from sea And Ruby Rector, a Brunner will be. In the fall of 1917, just after G. J. H. S. started to sprout the first wing, there entered into this High School over one hundred of the brightest green” Freshmen imaginable. We did not know we were green until the most worthy Seniors, Juniors, and Sophomores appeared on the scene and started to sing, nor did we know the extent of our brightness until the faculty presented us with our report cards, the inscriptions of which are locked in the innermost recesses of our hearts. However our education progressed so rapidly that the faculty found it necessary to hold a five o’clock session for our special benefit. Of course the Freshmen were not allowed to have class parties, so the great social event of that year was a picnic to the Book Cliffs. There, far from the exalted and superior upper classmen, we spent a glorious day in solitude and quiet. The following year, having been promoted to the dignity of Sophomores we applied our version of the Golden Rule to the Freshmen of ihal y» nr, and .did to them as we had been “done to” the preceding year. Assured or the inability of the Faculty to average grades we endeavored to prove to them their shortcomings, and in the kindest and most considerate way possible, to correct their mistakes, for we realized their shortcomings were due to the lack of early training. In doing this we gained not only their respect and admiration but that of the entire student body. One of I In most enjoyable affairs of the Sophomore year was a banquet given at the Y. M. C. A. The program, in which several members of the class participated, showed the intellect of the representative minds of the class to great advantage. The toasts and speeches of the evening will probably go down in history as the foremost oamples in English literature. As there is a limit to all things even the conceit of high school students, as we approached the third year of torture we came to a full realization of our mental deficiency. It now seems that the faculty may have had an inkling of the true state of affairs some time ago. The superior knowledge of our class has been shown, however, in our choice of officers for Beth Derryberry guided us safely :!irough the time when we were disdained by all Sophomores. Russell McCarty proved our wisdom as a class and his ability as a HILDA JULIOUS Huldie A. Happy am I and from caro I am free, why can’t they all be contented like me? P. Frankness is her virtue. Hulda Julious — a jolly lass Her use of sarcasm leads the class She’s always in for all there is, At basket-ball, she’s sure a whiz. LOLA LANE v mdy Lou A. Slumber is far more sweet than toil. P. She believes in chaps but not in chaperones (?) Lola Lane, a pretty young lass The liveliest one in all our class The time she spends in puffing her hair Would drive many a mother into despair.

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Dearie A. Precious articles come in small packages. I . Oh whal charms may lie in a lovely brown eye. Doris Longwell—a liny elf Who is very smitten on herself She si Is and spoons half the lime But as a good spoil, she’s right in line. Bill A. Give me this day my daily work and I’ll earn my own bread. P. Love is a beautiful dream . marriage the awakening. Wilmer Kane — a pouty lad Carries a grouch that makes him mad. But on the whole a fellow worth while As a champion athlete he can beat ’em a mile. DORIS LONGWELL WILMER KANE | HISTORY OF THE CLASS OF 1923 Years ago when the Pied Piper or Hamlin went thru the country, he came to Grand Junction and drove all the rats out. When In came back the people refused to pay him. just as they did in Hamlin town, so to get revenge on the pople he enticed the class of ’23 to follow him through an opening into the great Pinion Mesa. The land to which they went was called “The Land of Mystery.” The life in this land was very queer for it made these children, who were none others but ourselves, the class of 1923. act so much older than they do in the “Land of Reality” Even tho we were children we acted like grown folks. Most of you will think this country was not modern as is the land of Reality, but I should like to correct this thought. Let us first consider their form of government. The town was governed much as the city of Grand Junction is governed. At the head of the council was Bernard Fisher, the mayor. Every time you saw a little man hurrying down the street you knew it was the mayor. The chief of police was Rufus llirons. Tho our people were very quiet, there were two men who had to be watched very closely. These men were Roger Mitchell and Grant Kehl. The chief of police had his time and hands full to keep these men from making toy aeroplanes. Often they would find the air so thick with these toy nuisances that the people could not walk down the streets without being injured. Our lawyer and Judge was Gordon Lane who settled the quarrels of the people. One important case which our competent Jhdge settled was a dispute between the above men, who were playing marbls for keeps. Next and last in the government was our speaker of the council. Ernest Addleman. the great politician. He was one of the most daring speakers ever known. I must also tell you about our industries: our large anil progressive grocery store was ow-ned by Milbu n Bailey DOROTHY REEME Beams A. I’m famed for my gentle giggle. P. She’s as noiseless as silence (?). Dorothy Reeme—a brown haired dream She’s not as good as it would seem She’s always lively anrt full of pep We all like her for she has a good rep. who carried a stock largely made up of spinach and Campbell’s pork and beans, as these articles were our main food. Our dairyman. Harold Hickman, supplied us with a brand of milk guaranteed to stay sweet. A few felt the need of meat. This made it necessary that we have a butcher. Howard Shultz filled this position very nobly. Our dry goods store was run by Vera Hanselman and connected with it was the ladies’ and gents’ millinery of which Tekla Jaros was head. Men in that land had their hats trimmed as well as women. We also had our hair dresser. This lady was Mae MacDonald whose ideas were far more advanced than those in the “Land of Reality.” There was also a book store owned by Theda Wright. Our people studied out of the most scientific books. “Mother Goose Rhymes”, is a good example. The winters in the land of Mystery were cold, therefore our furrier. Elmer Hampson. who captured all stray rats for their fur, established a prosperous business among us. Now you may think our people behind the times, but they were not. We had an aeroplane inventor, Douglas Armstrong. He invented the airplane years before it came into the “Land of Reality.” Our most prominent farmer, Wendel Smith, was the owner of a grist mill. Here he ground day and night. There was Bernice Hatcher our chiropodist We had a monorial Ford garage which was run by Clarence Ramsey. These monorial Fords save just two wheels, one behind the other and run on one rail. Our largest factory was the Gum factory, run by Harold Ward. Our men did not use tobacco but everyone used gum. The educational system of our people was strong altho our schools just went as far as the eighth grade. Our superintendent was Ted Jones and the principal was Fred Hinton. The teachers were Marjorie Bussey. Latin: Greta Masser. his- EVELYN CROSBY Maggie A. I love my new job. P. None but herself is her own parallel. Evelyn Crosby—a winsome lass She's always near the head of the class When it comes to a giggle. joke or a smile Evelyn beats them all a mile.