High School Cadet Corps - Adjutant Yearbook (Washington, DC)

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COMPANY C First Regiment, First Battalion, Central High School First Lieutenant Captain Second Lieutenant RAYMOND THOMPSON LUCIEN NICDONALD WILSON CLARK SERGEANTS CORPORALS Buckelow Leech, Gordon Sisk, Jack McDonald, Lucein Haimovicsi Joseph Branson Neuman Sisler. Fred Thompson, Raymond Corridonv Jack Corchran, Robert Peross, Agamemnon Slaughter. Robert Clark, Wilson Lasher, William Farenbach, Marvin Pope, Billy Smith, DeWitt Davis, Douglas Bums' Ei Flett Punyitsky Stetson. F. Black, Robert Altemusv Richard Dietz, Edward Roller, Edwin Stone, Paul Dent, Ellis Gianiny, Everett Rosendall. Jack Striffler, John Price, James PRWATES Guill, John Schoolfield, James Tolchinsky Peirce, Kenneth Atkinson, Billy Hendly See, Arthur Waite, Maldon Virts, Geirg Gorman, Thomas Bauman, Edward Beatty, John Harrison, Edward Kinney, Amos COMPANY F Shekell, Jack Shane. R. Shields, William First Regiment, Third Battalion, Central High School Wills, Robert Wilkinson, Howard Wright, George First Lieutenant Captain Second Lieulenant JOHN ECKHARDT SAMUEL FRIEDIVXAN DONALD MCGARITY SERGEANTS Boyland. G. Edwards, John Krynitsky, John Shuman, David Fowler, J. Powdermaker, Alvin, Firmin, Emory Lewia, William Simms, Gilmore Mendelsohni I. Early, A. Fogarty, Philip Maciulla, James Smith, Welch Hastings' A. Mincaslcy, B. Fridley, Harry Meloy, Frank Soule, Floyd Rothstein' 1. Gerstenfeld, Sidney Metcalf, Wilbur Spilman, Robert Hersonv J- PRIVATES Giese, Harold Margolis, Ben Stafford. Howard Crain, Alien Ackland, Jack Grimes, Thomas Neff, Jack Tiller, Richard Badine Hickman, John Nunn, Myers Whelan, Stan. CORPORAI-S Brenner, Joseph Hosmer, Walter Rice, James Young, W. Fischer, R. Claggett. David Jonsson, Alf Rothenberg, A. Zanoff, Herbert Rauch, D. Coale, Robert Kirsner, Sheldon Schafer, Paul One Hundred Twenty-four

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COMPANY B First Regiment, First Battalion, Central High School l First Lieutenant Captain Second Lieutenant NORMAN SHARPLESS SlDNEY SACHS HOULDER HUDGINS SERGEANTS Eisenhart, Earl Deckelbaum. Phil Ingram, William Ressegger. William Barry, .lack Brent, Aubrey Clanon, Winston Kerr, Frank Sadler. Carl Thiemycr, John Woolf, Marvin CORPORALS Bennett, Blair Bernstein, Morman Fisher, Elwood Halstead, George Hunter, John PRIVATES Bailey, Robert Bliss, John Blosc, David Einwechter Feinberg, Harry Fernald, Clarence Flora, Wesley Foy, Clifford Franke, Harold Fryer, Fred Grunwell, Charles Blumenauer. William Hoffar, Jack Campbell, XVilliam Hudson. Lloyd Cook, Gilbert COMPANY A lrani, Ardeshir Jenkins, Jack Maddeen, Mynow McLeroy, Ruben Miller, Irving Moifelt, Melville Morrison, Edwin Nickerson, David Nicfeld, lsadore Nordstrom First Regiment, First Battalion, Central High School Roadly, Robert Sachs, Harold Schenker, Sidney' Schmitt,'- Waldo Seymore, George Shah, Frank Shapiro. Nathan Stewart, Frank Suit, William ei--. 'hr First Lieutenant Captain Second Lieutenant JAMES FRANCIS RICHARD HUMMER ARTHUR STEUART SERGEANTS Idom, George Brenncman, 'Irving Haley, Morman Mastin, William Bastian, C. Steely, Louis Smith, John Gusack, Milton Pendergast, Ronald Radcliff, R. Weynick, J . CORPORALS Hambleton, W. Owens, Incken, Jr Sisson, Clinton Silverberg, F. Lindow, R. PRIVATES Bacon Barrows, John Biggs. Harry Blumenthal One Hundred Twenty-three Broady, Richard Buscher, Jack Campbell Carpel, Albert Clark, A. Cohn, M. Cunningham, Henry Davis, Calvin Findlay, George Fitzpatrick Hames, Frank Hales, Ross Harris, Jack Hawthorne, Robert Herbert, Raymond Holden, John Howard, William Hurwitz, B. Kanaloppolus Marshall, John Meyers, Jack Michaud, Albert Osborne, R. Scull Shaeffer, Arthur Spawn, Maurice Thompson, Henry Turner, Wilbur Wilson, Charles Wolverton, Woodrow Wood, E.

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CHARITY COMES HOME - Second Prize-Winning Story By MURIEL MERELMAN Roosevelt High School OHN CONDON had entered high school. Yes, he had entered high school, home of laughing, gay, young people, bub- bling over with youth, frivolous proms and parties, and best of all, to him, cadets. To join the cadets was his dearest wish. I-le longed to march along in a squad, wearing a trim blue uniform, and now he was going to high school, where his wish would be realized. John, John, come here this instant, came the sharp voice of Mr. Condon, his father, inter- rupting his revery: I have a matter to discuss with you, young man. Here he paused, pressing his long, bony finger tips together while a frown settled on his fore- head and looked perfectly at home there. Mr. Condon was known to the people who knew him intimately, as the meanest, strictest, stingi- est man imaginable-to his family. But, oddly enough, when he was called upon by charitable organizations his generosity knew no bounds, and he appeared to be very philanthropic. He felt that this evidence of his generous nature would lead him to prominence in his community, but behind this deceiving mask he was small and begrudging. John was never allowed to in- dulge in any entertainment that might cost his father one penny. Day after day Mr. Condon impressed upon the boy that work was the only thing that counted, and he saw to it that John applied his theory. John, as soon as he heard his father call. approached the library. timidly. Young man, I have heard that you are enter- taining the idea, the very impractical idea, of becoming a cadet. Now what have you to say about this nonsense? questioned the stern voice. Why, why, uh, you see, sir- Stop that stuttering. Go on, will you! I am in a hurry. Well, sir, the truth is, I would very much like to be a cadet, replied John bravely. I see. Go to your room immediately and let me hear no more of such foolish talk. These cadets are just a bunch of young upstarts dressed up in fancy uniforms that are simply a waste of money. That is all! John obeyed immediately and slid unobtru- sively to his room. The matter of joining the cadets seemed ended with that final harsh order. But John did not forget it. He would lie awake nights, the heavy sorrow of disappointment Weighing on his heart. John's mother longed to help him, but she had long ago given up trying to persuade her One 'Hundred Twenty-five husband to allow their son to have anything that was not absolutely necessary. A few days later, Mrs. Burton, president of a large charitable organization, stepped into Mr. Condon's oflice. He had always made it a point to donate to her club for the publicity he derived. He placed a chair for her to sit down and then listened with rapt attention as she explained her request to him. ' My errand today, Mr. Condon, began Mrs. Burton, is about something I know you will be particularly interested in. One of our most outstanding high school boys who wants very badly to be a cadet is being deprived of that privilege because he is unable to buy a uniform. The matter was brought to my attention by one of the boy's teachers who felt that he should be given a chance because he is such a splendid student. Of course, I thought of you im- mediately, knowing how gladly you always contribute to any worthy cause. Mrs, Burton, Mr. Condon answered, I am very glad you came to me. I shall be very happy to help this poor boy, After all, it is the duty of us able citizens to help those less fortunate. Here is my check for twenty dollars. See that the boy is supplied with everything he needs in order to be a cadet, After Mrs. Burton left his oflice. Mr. Con- don's thoughts reverted to the scene he had had with his son a few nights before. He tried to justify his actions but could not help Wonder- ing Whether he had been fair to give to some other boy that which he had denied his own. Finally, however, he decided that he was getting entirely too sentimental. Nevertheless, the idea haunted him. Mr. Condon reached for the telephone-. The next evening upon entering his home, he witnessed this scene: John was joyfully re- lating to his mother and Mrs. Burton how at school that day, he had been called by a faculty adviser for the fitting of a cadet uniform. John's face wore an expression of joy inter- mingled with questioning. But, Mother, he inquired, Hwho could have ordered a uniform for me? I am just as much in the dark as you are, son, replied Mrs. Condon. Ju.st then Mrs. Burton handed Mr. Condon a thank you note received from the grateful boy who had reaped the benefit of Mr. Condon's donation. ' Mr. Condon sat down in his large armchair, hiding a broad grin of satisfaction behind a newspaper.