Hirsch High School - Maroon Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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CLASS PROPHECY 'ATickets, tickets, get your tickets here. That voice sounds familiar. The face is familiar: why it's BOB RCLYIN, selling tickets. The scene is the Mid-XYestern Prep School Football Championship game of 1950 at Soldier's Field. Hirsch is play- ing Podunk for the Championship, and so. many of the alumni of the June, 1940 class should be in the crowd. Let's look around and see who's here. Caught in the mass surging to the ticket window, are MARY BARNES, BOB HULL, left guard of the St. Louis Cardinals, PEARL DANIEL- SON, XYARREN TENGBLAD, and the MAHER twins, BOB and ED, who are now renowned pilots. Hardly visible in the mad mob is STERLING JACKSON, sports commentator. XYe crush on in through the entrance and see TOM FITZPATRICK and JACK FABER, chief ushers, with a crowd of Andy Frain's ushers consisting of ED NILSC JN. LLOYD FONS.lJUN B CRNS. JOE GRECO AND MIKE FABING who are directing the excited Hirsch fans to their seats. Popcorn, popcorn, rings out the voice of JACKLKTPATER, vending his luscious ware to all. XYe cali him over and greet him with a friendly slap on the back. He tells us that he just saw H AZEL ERICK- SON, BARBARA DE GRAXY. and DOROTHY M L'RTHA,all stenographers, come in Gate 15. NYhile we idly munch our popcorn, we glance over to the Press Box and see LE ROY BIERINGER, sports editor, and BETTY HAYES, his assistant. In the box reserved for the radio announcers, we see CLARENCE CHRISTENSON and TED SMITH, all ready to describe the game over the air. Down on the held, ready to act as head linesman is XYAR- REN HEIDLIES, coach of athletics at Northwestern Cniversity. The game starts. Soon Hirsch scores a touchdown, and JANE JEROME leads the high school cheer leaders in a rousing sky-rocket. The touchdown brings such violence from the sports crazy fans behind us, that they smash our new Stetson. Wfhirling around, we see that Captain TOM O'DONNELL of the F.B.1. and Motorcycle Police Captain PAUL SCHXYENEDNER, are the enthusiastic spectators. During the half. we wander over to the hot dog stand and see CHUCK RYER and BOB SILVEY behind the counter giving the usual eye to models HELEN DUBACH, JAYNE DELANEY, and EVELYN KONCHAR. QQ offs IQ def QQ is Q do QQ 3555 QQ do QQ ot? Q? is as as as ee Qt? 5555 QE? as 29? se 9323 its QQ ot? Qi as tum Grouped near the drinking fountain are JERRY BRAYEMAN, artist, BOB BING. insurance salesman, RAYMOND CONKLING, mechanic. and ROBERT SXYOGER, football coach at Smith High school, all talking about the good old days. when they didn't have to worry about gas bills and Junior's new suit. Back in our seats again, we see that LOXYELL ROBERTS, shoe salesmen, has taken his old place with the cheer leaders. Probably when Lowell wrenches his back, he will find Dr. JACK LANDES' liniinent a handy thing to have around. The game proceeds with even more ex- citement than in the first quarters. The crowd goes wild, when in the last minute of play. Hirsch wins by a score of 13 to ll. RALPH ANDERSON, life guard. JAMES KOIILER. mechanic, JOE DONAHCE, salesman. and HAROLD McCOY, truck driver, are down on the lield, joyously tearing down the goal posts. Down in the locker room, we find JOHN BUYLE and XYARREN FINR. both engineers, and XYILLIAM HARR, farmer, congratulating the team on their grand victory. The team, by the way, is using LE ROY l.L l'Z'S soap. XYe know you've heard his slogan, Soap by Lutz, for better sudZ. XYell. we must leave now and hurry down to the Stevens Ilotel, where the June, 1940 class is having a dinner dance reunion after the game. XYe hop into a taxi driven by DON IVE.-XRE. and speed on our way. XYe pass one of those old red street cars. and mockingly wave at EDXYARD FILES, conductor, and EM- MET McBRlllE. motorman, who clangg back a greeting on his bell. XYe pull up to the curb, and DELBERT CREMENS, doorman, opens our door. NYe pass through the Michigan Avenue entrance of the Stevens and walk into a spacious lounge. XYe glance around quickly, seeing many faces, which are strange, yet familiar. Over in the corner. midst a group of girls, sits a woman who especially takes our attention. VVe ap- proach her. Are you LORRAINE RICKETTS, the one who writes the news- paper column ? we ask. XYhy yes, she replies cordially, do join us. 1sn't this idea of a reunion of our class after the game a wonderful scheme? So much has happened in these ten years since we graduated. I just can't wait to see everyone. MOLLIE B O S S E N, MARJORY FERGUSON. BETTE ANDERSON, LORRAINE KOHLER, RUTH LETCHER, ANN

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CLASS PROPHECY STEYENSON, BETTY JEAN EYANS, FLORENCE CANNELL, and JANICE HARYEY were just telling me about their jobs as nurses. Sit down and tell us about yourselves. NYe haven't time to stop, we say, because we have to say hello to every- one, and the evening will slip by so quickly. AYe move away and turn our attention to the rest of the guests. AYe spot JACK ERNST, who is now a doctor, engaged in deep conversation with YIRGINIA BUTTS, BERNARD MAMET, JAMES LESPARRE. and LESLIE ARNOLD. who are all lawyers. ROSEMARY CRANDELL, MARY LOU LANDES. ELAINE FLANDERS. SYBIL KRAM- ER, MARY ELLEN McKINNEY, and MARLEY JO BREADY, who are all climbing upward in the business world, are also in their crowd. Near by GEORGE ERKERT, and MARY MAY, who are both chemists, DORIS BRU- NELL, sociologists. KATHRYN LET- CHER, eye doctor, and ROBERT NORTHSHIELD, biologist, are en- grossed in a conversation of their own. A charming group of young ladies next attracts our eye. They are all so stun- ningly dressed that we know at once who they are. Of course, it's MARY LINE AYEAVER, editor of a fashion magazine, discussing the latest styles with JEAN REID, BETTE DANGLER. MARILYN HILL, ALICE McLAL'GI-ILIN, JUNE DREXY. and GRACE IJASKUS, all of whom are models: MARY LOUISE CARLSON and YYONNE MARTIN. both dress designers: MARGARET AYEILGOT, costume designer, and BAR- BARA LEE, owner of an exclusive dress shop. GEORGE CADDICK, pro tennis player, JOSEl'I'I CONNERY, track coach, EDAYARD LORD, umpire, DAN KNIGHT, pro baseball player, ROBERT JANN, Olympic marksman. and GEORGE SMITH, ice skating champion of Lf S. for l95O, are deep in a heated argument- the subject. of course, is the game. Gales of laughter ring out from the other end of the lounge. Here, LOR- RAINE ROSS, LL'Cl'LLE MADORIN, LOIS GRIFFIN, YIRGINIA HALL, BILLY ANN PENNINGTON, NORMA GUSTAIfSt DN, and BETTY RLIDLOEF, all salesgirls, are sitting, telling their amusing experiences with troublesome customers. Next we spy SIDNEY ERANKEL. clothing salesman. and STANLEY FIN- Ei QQ its QQ do 'QQ ei' Qs' do QQ as QQ eta R. as tt? do QQ its rats QQ Qt? sit Qs, dt? QQ its IIISJ TER, department store manager, who, forgetting business for the time, are en- thusiastically talking over the Hirsch victory with GENE MAGGARD, shoe salesman, and SHELDON YOUNG, a newly promoted police captain. Another sports fan, LOIS MARVIN, child specialist, is still waving her arms around and leading a cheer, with JANE RAYEIELD, BETTY HANNA. EMILY PULLING and ETHEL NELSON, all stenographers, and LOIS GEBHARDT and MILDRED LENSE, both high school teachers, helping her with muffled voices, lest someone think them undigni- tied. Oops! A light just flashed on and off, but it was only that photographer of our class, BOB LAMONS, taking a candid shot of ROY SUNDELIUS, pro football coach, showing ART MARKUS, chemi- cal engineer, and RAYMOND KRAUSE, printer, how that last play should have been done. The reception hour is over and so we proceed into the dining room, beautifully decorated with flowers from MARJORIE DL'BSKY'S and RL'TH TAYLOR'S Horal shop, for our banquet. Here. many more strangely familiar faces confront us. Just what are all these old friends of ours doing now? AYe are so impatient to find out, but we still have the whole evening before us. PHIL BLILOT, LI. S. representative for Illinois, is the master of ceremonies. Be- fore dinner, he reads some telegrams from absent members of our class. THOMAS BRETT, a salesman for a fruit company in South America, RALPH PROYEN- ZANO, an army man, JILL JOHNSTON, pro ice skater, RUTH CASLER, Olympic swimming champion, and HENRY LIS. a big farmer in Texas, all sent their greet- ings and regrets that they could not be present, as did also CORALEE BREESE, violinist, HARRIETT PIEPENKOT- TER, BLDD PARSON, pianist, MARI- LYN GUENDEL, and MARGARET HUGHES, also pianists, MARION JEN- SON, violinist, and GLEN HELLBERG. all of traveling symphony orchestras. During the dinner hour, we are enter- tained by TYALLY OTPIZ and his band, of which DON MELYOIN, drummer, JANE STEIN, pianist, SPENCE QUICK, XYALTER HEINEN, and LAURA McMAMMON, singer. are members. Seated across us at our table, are AYIL- LIAM SAYAGE, fire marshal, and SALLY STEPHENSON, teacher of the