Logan High School - Aerial Yearbook (Logan, OH)

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CLASS PROP!-1 ECY Elizabeth Westbrook, Fourth Honor Student THIS is the year, 1953. A few weeks ago I received a letter from a former Logan High School classmate, Mildred Vandament, asking me to meet her in Columbus and to go down the Hocking Valley to the County Fair. A wave of homefsickness came over me for I hadn't been back to Logan since I was graduf ated, twenty years ago. Much can happen in twenty years, and I soon found out much had. After making arrangements for a wcek's va- cation from my position, I flew to Columbus by 2lC1'OI'1l2ll1C and met Miss Vandament, sen- ior partner in the successful law iirmnfOrr, Vandament and Moore-AttorneysfatfLaw, composed of none other than former class' mates Ruth Orr, Mildred Vandament, and Virginia Moore. We taxied to the Union Station where our baggage was taken by a porter whom we rec' ognized as Lewis Arnold. We boarded the old Hocking Valley and settled ourselves for a bit of reminiscing. We were talking so much that we noticed nothing more until a voice asked, Tickets, please, and there was Ralph Bowen, who inf formed us, in a brief chat, that he had work' ed, as conductor, for the past fifteen years and that on the train with us was Don Cox, engineer, Kenneth Beery, baggage master, and last but not least joe Gabriel, candidate for governor of Ohio, in a private coach, on his way to Chauncey to make a campaign speech, he was accompanied by his campaign man' ager, Edward Geslin. - During the course of the conversation, I learned that Jane Canty, Marguerite Ucker, and Evelyn Ruble were private secretaries to the three members of the aforementioned law firm-a strictly feminine corporation. As we traveled down the valley, I noticed no great changes until we came to Enterprise, where I saw a fine, new, three story building with a sign in large letters 'LMinnie L. Heine- Twentytwo Proprietressf' I asked Mildred, Is that by any chance our Minnie Heine? It was. Min' nie was owner of the finest department store in the valley, dealing in every commodity, and taking, in place of money, farm and dairy products which she distributed in large cities in Ohio at a good profit. By this double prof' itfmaking scheme, she was fast becoming wealthy. In her employ were many of our former friends, Elsie Clark and Josephine 'lag' gi, heads of the Ladies' Readyftofwear Depart' ment, Mary Risch, buyer for the Perfume and Cosmetics Department, Jack Baker, head of the Mcn's Clothing Department, and Flavius Appleman, in the farmfimplement section. In a few minutes, we pulled into Logan. Everyone on the platform seemed strange un' til we hailed a taxi whose driver turned out to be Richard Mann who was working for the Bouncing Busses Taxi Company, owned by Bob Brown. We requested Richard to drive around the city before taking us to the home of our host and hostess. As we passed the Athletic Field of the High School, a football game was in progress, so we stopped a while to watch the game. There was a very large crowd. Cur taxi driver informed us that Kenneth Adair was coach of Logan High while Hugh Keller was coach of the opposing team-Nelsonville. Also teaching in the old school were: Mary Glass, coach of the Girls' Basketball Team, Fannie Koontz, head of the English Literature Department, and Edward Kessler, the able and popular band instructor. Mary Weaver was principal of the Central Grade School. Next we drove to the beautiful home of Mr. and Mrs. Paul Turner, our host and hostess. Mrs. Turner, the former Lelah Rachel War- ren, had forsaken a brilliant career as conf cert pianist to become Mrs. Turner. She was a charming hostess but we were much disap' pointed at the absence of Mr. Turner, who is a traveling salesman for a large eastern firm

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CLASS I-I ISTGRY TWELVE comparatively short years ago, we the Class of '33, indeed a class among classes began our career. Little, then, did our young, jubilant souls realize that in the future we were to be crowned with co' pious successes. After six fleeting years, we entered the sevf enth grade in the fine new Junior High build' ing. We came from all parts of Logan, hence this meeting was like a melting pot since from that time on, we were much closer in our asf sociations. Two years later, as Freshmen, we assembled for our first class meeting, which resulted in the elections of the following off Hcers: Jack Baker, president, Kenneth Beery, vice president, Roberta Schaal, secretary, Berf nice Pastor, treasurer. During the year, our basketball team engaged in interfclass compef tition, and of course, carried away honors, having placed second. The school year was brought to a joyous close when the annual Freshman picnic was held near Logan. One sorrow marred our Freshmen year, the passing away of our most esteemed superinf tendent, Mr. C. F. Ridgley. At this time we joined with many in paying tribute to one we highly respected. The following year we gaily tripped up the hill to the beacon of knowledge, our Logan Senior High, and reached a great milestone in our lives. At this period in our schooling our teachers decided to take us for better or worse and got both. We again chose the same class officers as we had chosen for the previous year. By the opening of the football season we fully realizf ed that in our wake was a generous supply of athletic stars, some of whom were to be espef cially recognized later, by being placed on Southeastern Ohio honorary teams. In an easy fashion our class basketball team succeed' ed in carrying away honors once more this time placing on top in the interfclass tournaf ment. And then that to which we had long been looking forward finally came-the Sophf omore banquet in the Beta Hall. After the dinner the Juniors and Seniors joined us in dancing. In our Junior year we were piloted by Ken' neth Beery, with jack Baker, Elizabeth West' brook, and Morton Epstein as assistants. The high spot of the year occurred when we graf ciously entertained the Seniors with a banquet at the Easterling Club House, and a dance at the Arcade Hall. At the end of our Junior year, we became aware of the fact that the faculty thought so much of a few of our group that we would have to allow them to linger for another year and share honors with the incoming class of '34. Now we approach the most renowned year of our high school days, the senior year. When, after vacation, we returned to our be' loved Logan High we were quite amazed at her size and grandeur, at the lengthened halls and especially at the marvelous, new auditorium. One of the first things that we did was to pref sent the school with a magnificent electric score board for use at basketball games. After considerable deliberation we elected the class officers: jack Baker, president, Kenneth Beery, vice presidentg Virginia Moore, secretary, Morton Epstein, treasurer. Before we could realize it, this year had slipped away and we were plunged into exam currents where we discovered our time valu' ation. This past month has been, of course, one of varied activity including the junior' Senior Banquet, presentation of the class play, The Mummy, and Baccalaureate Services. The finale will come with commencement on June 1, the first to be held in our new audi' torium. At this time, we, the Class of '33 sincerely wish to thank all our teachers and school ex' ecutives who have cooperated with us and helped us to complete our high school educaf tion successfully. Andweto the other classes in Logan High, our Alma Materffthe best of success! Twentyfa 'Y16

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and returns to his home at long intervals, for short visits. As I was tired after my long journey and wished to have a big day on the morrow, I went to hed early, with a movie magazine to help me s go to sleep. Leafing through the pages, I found that Hollywood had claimed several of our members: Frances Donahue, Ruth Spencer, and Kate Steward all had im' portant roles in current films. Olive Mount was making short novelty reels, teaching toe dancing, hy movie. Further on were the latest Hollywood fashions worn by the stars, design' cd hy Fred Ainhrose, who had lately departed for Paris to open a dress making shop. He took with him as assistants, Ruth Wheeler and Virf ginia Goss. That's the last thing I remember until early next morning when I was awakened by a loud flatter and a voice calling, Whoa Then, hearing the thump of a milk hottle as it hit the porch, I hurried to the window to give the driver my opinion of him, but seeing it was joe Crawford, I desisted and crawled back to hed for a few more hours of sleep. After a hearty breakfast, the piece de res' sistancev of which consisted of Delicious Drinking Doughnuts, baked hy Duplcr Delieaf tesscn, owned hy Mildred Dupler, we went up town to do some shopping and get Hprettied up a hit at the beauty shop, owned and opf erated hy Lois Wildermuth and Gertrude Dieken. From here we went out to the fair ground to attend the Hocking County Fair. We were just in time for the horse races. From the prof gram I learned that one of the horses, entered, was owned by Charles MeBroom, while jack Walsh was his jockey. Then throughout the grandfstand rang a familiar voice, Popcorn! Peanuts! Ice Cream Cones and looking up I saw Charles Wonn hurrying to a customer. We next went to the Art Hall to look at the exhibits. The crowds were milling hack and forth from the Grange Display, where Miss Eloise Ralston's bluefribbon angel's food cake and Bob Brashares' prize pumpkin were dgplayed to the school exhibit where we saw a proud mother, Mrs. Floyd Walker, formerly Sarah Turner, pointing out the winning essay of her young daughter, a pupil of Winifred Rathburn, teacher in the Marion Township Centralized School. Mildred informed me that Eloise had settled down by herself to a quiet life in the country and Bob was a prosperous farmer. Floyd was also a successful farmer. Gut into the sunshine and dust again, the clang of the side show's triangle smote our ears and a pedantic stream of oratory filled the air. Of course it was John Kleinschmidt, hallyhooing the World's Greatest Side Show. We bought tickets and who but Charles Floyd took them from us as we enter' ed the tent! The famous Madame Lulli, the snake charmer turned out to he Eleanore Woodard. The next feature of the show was the tightf rope walking exhibition, whose star was jane Thurness. Next came the performing kittens owned and trained by Ruth Iles and Roberta Schaal. After the performance, we talked to Jane and Eleanore. They told us that Jane White and Irmgarde Bliss had been in their show, in a sister dance act, hut growing tired of travel had bought and were operating a large chick' en farm in Indiana. jane Van Curen, Hazel Howdyshell, and Vera Mullen were assisting them. Jane also told us she had read that Kenneth Bright was owner of a popular night club in New York City, with Jeanne Edwards head hostess and blues singer. This club featured a very classy floor show, consisting of Elizabeth Brooker, Helen Bright, Agnes Jaggi, Evelyn Steward, Josephine Vore, Amy Cheshire and Helen Moriarty. The head waiter was Bob Steward. As we were walking back uptown, we ap' proached an imposing residence with a sign swinging over the gate, Home for Retired Spinsters+Frances Bownes, Superintendent. We walked up the pathway and rang the bell, the door was opened by a maid with an en' gaging smile. It was Marion Stewart. The home was neat and eflicient, quiet and free' Twentyfthree