Logan High School - Aerial Yearbook (Logan, OH)

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The one on the left, said Dorlene, is en' tirely run by men-redfheaded men. And the one on the right, continued Audrey, is managed by women. It's called 'Blondie's Inn,' so gentlemen have two reasons for preferring it. Frankly, Joyce and I chose the one on the left, which flaunted a scarlet sign reading: The Crimson Cafe. Managers David Moore and Dean Dollison met us at the door and escorted us into a room decorated in various and violent hues of red. Our table was near the orchestra which was called Keller's Red' Heads. We recognized Max Keller, Loren Long, Carl Shepard, Rex Nay, Wendell Em' erick and Woodrow Nutter, all of whom looked most peculiar beneath fiery red wigs. The last three had formed a vocal trio and were fast becoming well known radio celeb' rities. Woody also did impromptu songs, composing original verses about the various guests. Dick Milne, who needed no improvsf ment on his own bright locks, was head wait' er, ably assisted by Murray Myers, another natural, From here we crossed to Blondie's Inn where we were met by two of the owners, Vif olet Erwin and Eloise Carrick. The sound of a banjo and a lowfpitched voice led us to the third share-holder, Joan Huls. The employees of the house were of the type commonly known as peroxide blondes. Kate Wright, whose ambition had been to be a dietician, was displaying her art in the culinary depart' ment of this establishment. Fanchion Black' stone, Iola Courter, Margaret Littlejohn and Waveline Emerick did a good business as waitresses, especially in regards to tips. Esther Shaw, whose hair had failed to procure her a position in the shop across the street, had or' ganized a chorus composed of Phyllis Cox, Mary Frisinger, Geraldine Hansel, Forest Heft, and Freda Smith all of whom were on duty this particular evening. Eager to see more of the town and discover other old friends we strolled on down Main Street. Passing Noel White's Garage, we glimpsed Ralph Spence's length stretched un' der the chassis of a sixteen cylinder Cadillac. I stopped to admire the car and inquired as to the initials M. J. K. on the door. It could mean Mary Jean Kleinschmidtf' Noel replied, but it really stands for Mad' ame Jeannette Kleinschmetta, the Polish opera star. She arrived tonight for the reunion ac' companied by her longfhaired foreignflooking manager who turned out to be Wesley Can' non-ffPat Murphy, her chauffeur and a long' suffering traveling companion, Frances Juerf gensmierf' While passing the new hospital on the way back to the hotel, we were nearly knocked over by three people who came running down the steps. The two nurses stopped to apolof gize and we knew them to be none other than Kathryn Starcher and Wilhelmina Brooker. The gentleman in the car was impatiently calling to them so they asked us to come along. Dr. Lytle, don't you remember Joyce Fields and Gayle Mooney? Kathryn inquired. Oh, yes, yes to be sure, he absently ref turned driving madly down the street. He's always like this when he gets a call from home Wilhelmina said, and we sped out from the city in grim silence. Mary Lemon in a trim uniform was stand' ing at the d.oor of the large country home. She begged them to hasten right up stairs and a few minutes later the two nurses returned obviously amused. His wife's little dog just swallowed anothf er bone, they answered. Weill wait in the car until he gets her nerves quietedf' On the way back Kathryn and Wilhelmina told us of many of our classmates. Rosemary Savey was the capable Superintendent of Sen' ior High, distinguished by her ability to teach any class in the school with perfect ease. Ken' neth Sheets, assisted by Don Yates, was the head of the Athletic Department. Hester Lee White supe1'vised both Classical and Modern Languages and Evelyn Carnes was in charge of the Commercial work. The schools bought most of their books from the large publishing house owned by Everett Green, whose success Twenty fm

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CLASS PROPHEC UN a sunny day in June, 1952, I was drivf ing thru Columbus on my way back to Logan to attend the twentieth reunion of the Class of '32. My mind was filled with memf ories of those high school days-but that rev' erie soon ended, for with a sudden crash I locked front wheels with a taxi and came to an abrupt stop. The crowd that gathered was somewhat amazed to see the three partie' ipants in the accident shaking hands and talk' ing in a most friendly manner. And, when two policemen arrived, their astonishment was complete, for with broad grins the arms of the law also joined in the general greetings. The smash turned into a miniature oldfhomefweek celebration, for Clyde Hockman was the taxi' driver, Joyce Fields was his fare and the smiling faces of Floyd Beougher and Bill Brown appeared beneath the policeman's caps. As we girls were anxious to continue our journey, our group parted, promising to meet the following week at the alumni banquet. Being a bit wary of automobiles for the time, Joyce and I set off on foot to board the slowf moving Hocking Valley train. Clyde had promised to care for my car, in fact, I later learned that those mechanically minded men, Lawrence Van Curen and Kenneth Edwards ran a thriving garage business on the cus' tomers that Clyde sent them. Since Joyce and I had been completely out of touch with each other, we lost no time in settling down to that national pastime of all women--conversation. She had but recently returned from a concert tour of Europe and being the Class Secretary, had meanwhile def voted her energies toward a IOOW reunion of the class that had graduated and separated twenty years ago. Taking a notebook from her bag, she began checking the names of those classmates who would not be with us on Twentyffour that day. The brilliant lawyer, Hood West' brook, was too entangled in affairs at the World Court to make the trip home. Don Gedf des was spending a leisurely life in Italy and simply couldn't make the effort which moving would involve. Ruby Nelle Dollison, the faf mous star of stage and screen, was under conf tract for a new picture which demanded both her presence and that of her leading man, Paul Hartman, in Hollywood. Aside from these, all would be present and would once more unite at the little red school house on the hill. And have you heard, continued Joyce, uthat President Branigan had Eugene Bray, Speaker of the House, pass a hill providing for the transportation of all Logan Alumni who are working for the Government so they can attend this reunion? Martha Getz, who holds that new Cabinet position of Secretary of Fe' male Affairs and Senator Betty Bartholomew are coming. Harold Evans, Ambassador to England, is making a special trip back and so is our Minister to Germany, Bruce Disben' net. Just then the train slowed up a bit and the conductor came through announcing that the next stop would be Logan, Queen City of the Valley. A familiar note in his deep, bass voice caused me to look up and face John Morley. Behind him, laden with magazines, candy, and the like, came George McNeal. We hastily alighted in front of the dgot and were almost run down by an onrush of huge sightfseeing buses. Always loyal to our sex, we chose one driven by Lelia Walters and Josephine Tom. They took us to a hotel which was managed by the Welch twins, Audrey and Dorlene, who, in turn, directed us to a restaurant.

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with the 1932 Aerial had spurred him on to greater fields of endeavor. Rose Cox and Ruth Angle had recently opened a kindergarten that afforded much relief for Logan matrons. Carl Marx had purchased a Men's Clothing store and his clerks, Harley Gooding and Lester Hammond, proved to be wonderful advertise' ments. Was it due to the '32 depression, I asked, that so few of our class married? Well, replied Kathryn, Helen Shaw and Nellie Adcock have both taken the vows and now live together on a thriving fruit farm. Speaking of fruit farms, Ned and Ralph St. Clair own the most prosperous one in the state Y -they raise only grapes. Ruby HufIine's marriage ended in the divorce court where that silverftongued defender of women's rights, Margaret Ringhiser, secured her plenf ty of alimony. Helen Pleukharp and Mabel Bownes are running an exclusive boarding house in Enterprise. Ruth Lane has her stu- dio there and is doing quite well teaching viof lin, Marion Allen lives there, too, and oc' casionally looks after his business, the Enter' prise branch of Allen's Grocery. Usually, however, Managers Melvin Manter and Glen' don Bright, attend to his affairs. Joyce drew out her notebook and we found that nearly all the class had been accounted for. We knew that three of those remaining were with the Hartman Stock Company in Columbus. 'Mabel Krinn doing character parts, Edna Beshara the juvenile roles, and Robert Campbell the leading man of the or' ganization. Esther Stoughton and Mildred Struble were highlyftrusted secretaries in an important Chicago concern, because those two girls never talked too much. Joan Wright had married her employer and now quarrels continually with her housekeeper, Naomi Spacky, who had early lost her faith in the male sex. Carl Ryther was the heavyfweight champion of the world and had been discovf ered and promoted by that popular manager of Madison Square Garden, Bill Sauers. At the reunion the following week we saw all of these already mentioned above and the rest of our classmates. Ralph Blum came all the way from Texas where he was a wellftof do cattle man. Lucille Alltop and Garnet Nixon operated a beauty shop in Kansas City and Evelyn Miller was teaching school in Pe' oria. Wayne Cummins and George Spang were the last to arrive at the banquet and inf formed us that they were with a steel conf struction gang in New York City. So, having renewed my acquaintance with all my friends, I returned to my own every- day life, hoping for a like reunion at some date in the near future. Last Will dn Testament Kathryn Wright, Fifth Honor Student WE, the Class of 1932, Logan High School, being of sound mind and mem' ory, and under no restraint whatsoever, rec' ognizing that the time for our departure is at hand, and desiring to bestow such gifts and legacies upon our friends and classmates, as we deem best, do hereby make, publish and declare this to be our Last Will and Testa' ament, hereby revoking and annulling any former Will or Wills by us heretofore made. ITEM ONE. It is our will that all our just debts, including the expenses of our grad' uation be first paid, in the customary and usual way, by the faculty, the school board, and our parents, as soon as possible after our departure. ITEM TWO. Having heretofore bestow' ed certain gifts of loyalty, appreciation, and love both Inter Vos and causa mortis, upon the faculty, school board, and our parents, we now here ratify and confirm each and all of said gifts, and bestow upon each and every such donee full and absolute title to their ref spcctive gift. And desiring to augment said Twenty szx