Lodi High School - Tiger Tales Yearbook (Lodi, OH)

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Phyllis Yergin ‘‘Phyl”’ General Course Special Chorus 4; Mixed Chorus 1, 2, 3, 4; Girls Glee 1 4; Annual Staff; “L” Club 2, 3, 4, Vice Pres. 4. Class History HE time—a September morn in 1934. The place—L. H. S. The event—the class of 46 entered the first grade. And what a day that was. Wide-eyed and hesitant they ventured into the room and were greeted by Miss DeLong. Donna Bachtel, Helen Clinker, Mary Clinker, Pat Grannis, Marceil Jamison, Mary Jane Fetzer, Joe Reed and Duane Houston are the originals who have braved the tides and tempests of the past twelve years. Ruth Tanner and Joan Krantz entered in the second grade. Mrs. Whitney was our teacher. Miss Vanasdal was the third grade teacher. It was then that the famous Marceil Jamison—Helen Clinker feud began. What a time that was—the girls think it’s funny now—but it certainly wasn’t then. Maxine Spradling entered. In the fourth grade two men joined our class—James Underwood and Robert Sommer. Lois Indoe entered from Granger. Miss Eppley was our teacher. Miss Edwards and Miss Blust were our fifth and sixth grade teachers. Boy, were we something—we were upstairs. We ruled the roost. We were in the seventh grade, at last. After we got over being scared we began telling our friends in the grades what big-shots we were. We kept the de- tention hall teacher busy—in fact we overworked her. Mrs. Lindecamp was our home room teacher. I guess Mr. Skurvid can take his crack back about our being impossible. Look at us now! We gave a play for assembly—‘‘Pumpkin Hill Grammar School Graduation’’. The eighth grade was really something. Phyllis Yergin, Martha Hoffmeister, and Marvin Alspach came to Lodi. Miss Hazel Moore was our home room teacher. We were the most devilish class to date. Nearly everyone had to either stand in the corner, visit one of the grade rooms for a few periods, or be ushered into Mr. White’s office for the third degree. What a time! We gave our own version of ‘The Three Little Pigs’’ for assembly. The LaFayette gang entered in our Freshman year. Donn Kindig says he was scared—joke. Our class was put in two rooms. Miss Clinker had half—Mr. Lindecamp the other. Margaret Strouse reentered. The LaFayette students who still remain are—Gordon Gage, Donn Kindig, Rose Pidzyraylo, Janis Mann, Dorothy Johnson, Twila Wightman, Marion Davis, Walter Veirgutz. Jim LaFol- lette also entered. Bey a ape: Orchestra 1, 2, 3, 4; Band 4, Sextet 3; String Quartet 3; String Ensemble 3; Ensemble Contest 3; Girl Reserve 1, 2, 3, 4, Sec. 3, Vice Pres. 4; Dramatic Club 2, 3, 4; Writers’ Club 2, 3, 4, Treas. 3, Staff 4; Prince of Peace 1, 2, 3, 4; Jr. Class Play; Scholarship Team 2; Class Sec. 1, 3, Vice Pres. 4; Cheerleader 3, County Page 15

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Ruth Tanner ‘‘Ruth’’ General Course Mixed Chorus 1, 2, 3, 4; Girls Glee 1, 2, 3, 4; Band 1, 2, 3, 4; Orchestra 2, 3, 4; County Band 3; Dramatic Club 2, 3, 4; Girl Reserve 1, 2, 3, 4; Writers’ Club 3, 4; Annual Staff 4; “L’’ Club 3, 4; Prince of Peace 1, 2, 3; Jr. Class Play. James Underwood ‘‘Jim’’ General Course Special Chorus 4; Mixed Chorus 1, 2, 3, 4; Boys Glee 1, 2, 3, 4; Hi-Y 1, 2, 3, 4, Sec.-Treas. 4; Basketball 1, 2, 3, 4; Student Council 2, 3, Sec. 3; Baseball 4; Class President 1; Annual Staff 4; Jr. Class Play; Dramatic Club 2, 3, 4, Treas, 3, 4. Walter Viergutz ‘‘Walt’’ General Course Student Council 2; Class Vice Pres. 3; Annual Staff 4; Junior Class Play; Scholarship Team 3. Twila Wightman ‘‘Twi’’ General Course Mixed Chorus 1, 2; Girls Glee 1, 2; Girl Reserve 2, 3, 4; ‘“L” Clubrs; 4: Page 14

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Page 16 In our Sophomore year we entered a float in the Fall Fair contest. We were robbed—ours was really the best—but the judges were blind. Our Junior year finally rolled around. We started the year with $2.87—but we were eager beavers and soon our treasury held over $300. Not bad. We ordered our class rings—and they came in our Senior year. Oh, well, they were more than worth the wait. Our play ‘‘The Uncertain Age’’ was a big success and netted us a tidy sum. (Aren’t we money-minded?) Our class ranked first in bond selling— we also had been first in our Sophomore year. George Gorey found out how to make gunpowder. He nearly blew the Chem. lab up! Rose Pidzyraylo headed our class and her hands were plenty full—banquet and all. Miss Clinker was our ad- visor. September, 1945—-we were Seniors. Lofty, dignified Seniors. It hardly seemed possible. Where had all that time gone? Ah-Government class—we had heard so much about it. But it wasn’t so bad after all— now was it? It was so much better if you could hide behind someone else during recitation. The Senior girls and the Junior boys just naturally seemed to click—. The Seniors were well represented everywhere in the school—Student Council, Basketball team, cheerleading squad, octet, sextet, detention—how did that get in here? We were really very good. Miss Sechrist will assure you that she had little or no difficulty in making us take our seats and keep quiet. Isn’t that right, Miss Sechrist? The Seniors sponsored the annual and benefited L. H. 8. by just being around. It’s been wonderful and we hate to leave—just as much as you hate to have us go. You’ll hear more from us in years to come. Who knows—one of our mem- bers may become president ? a8f Pen Prophecy HE year is 1956. Miss Sechrist is on a vacation trip on the sunny shores of «x the blue Mediterranean. This afternoon she tired of civilization and with- drew to her room to rest. She is listening to a symphony orchestra over the radio when the news comes on. The election returns have just been tabulated. Gordon (just call me Jiggs) Gage is the new president of the United States. He defeated the other candidate George Gorey, by a thin margin. (Gordon and George always were fascinated by government. They fairly ate it up.) Lois Indoe, the well-known coloratura soprano, is forced to take an extended trip to South America because of failing voeal cords. She will be accompanied by her maid, chauffeur and six dogs. Robert Sommer, crack pilot, was scheduled to leave today on a hop around the world. While hopping, he will drop supphes into the Belgian Congo for Martha Hoffmeister who has dedicated her life to doing missionary work among the natives. (Time out for a commercial) ‘‘Well-Dressed men say—’’ ‘‘Buy your hats at Houston’s Hat Haven. Special today—With every hat, two (2) pairs of cow socks—they moo you down. (laugh here). (Duane also has a trading center. He exchanges class rings every week.) ’’ To continue with the news—Here’s a fashion note. Those nationally known hat designers, Janis Mann and Dorothy Johnson, have concocted something ex- tra flavorsome. It consists of ten yards of veil upon which is a live rabbit eating a carrot.