Logan High School - Aerial Yearbook (Logan, OH)

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THE VALEDI C TORY Eleanor Brown, First Honor Student Q HOLMES has said: l find the great thing in this wor'd is not so much where we stand as in what direction we are moving, to reach the port of heaven we must fly, sometimes with the wind, sometimes against it -- but we must fly and not idle, nor lie at port. We are about to launch our crafts in the great universe of life. We have toil- ed with patience and courage during the past twelve years to equip ourselves with those abilities needed to make a success- ful journey. Not least among these abilities are those of service, the true source of happiness, and leadership so needed today when we must ever be vigilant of the privileges and duties so sacred to our Democracy. Some of us will feel the need for addi- tional instruction before taking off and will enter schools of higher learning, there to find that the actual launching still involves both the element of fear and the element of anticipation. What of the future? We have no seers to encourage or warn us, but we have a design in our hopes and plans. Some will soar above the clouds, while others will float low, keeping the Unoiseless ten- or of their way. For both, the goal will be Success We are mindful of the fact that the at- tainment of success will not be due to our efforts alone. Our parents, teachers and friends have aided us, and to them we are grateful for the help and encouragement without which we might not have arrived at this point on our journey. As we say 'farewell' we are reminded: Only the Master shall praise us, and Only the Master shall blame: And no one shall work for money, and No one shall work for fame, But each for the joy of the working, and Each, in his separate star, Shall draw the Thing as he sees lt, for The God of Things as They are! THE SALUATORY Mary Wolf, Second Honor Student Q MEMBERS OF THE faculty, Par- ents and friends, As a chosen representative of the class of nineteen hundred thirty-nine and in its behalf, l welcome you to our class night exercises. On this traditional occasion. we give public utterance to our feelings of thankfulness, to our sincere gratitude to all who have made possible the privileges we have enjoyed. We may be unable to cast our thoughts in the mold of per- fect expression or to deck them out in roseate terms, but the candor and sincer- ity of purpose that prompts them must serve as the touchstone of their genuine- ness. First of all we acknowledge our indebtedness to our excellent school sys- tem, to our democratic government that makes such a system possible, to our Board of Education, to our Superintend- ent, Principals and teachers that enable the system to function with such effici- ency. Their undefatigable efforts in our behalf we hope in some measure to repay through unstinted and unselfish service to the public weal. To our parents we bow in homage and as suppliants before a royal benefactor, we beg them to believe that all we are and all that we hope to be, we owe to their unstinted sacrifice, their untiring patience and their un- fathomable good will. And now, having acknowledge our debt of gratitude to all of our benefactors, we face the future with the full determination, not only to pass to the coming generations, the privi- leges that are ours, but also to augment these privileges with more abundant ones as providence shall bless our efforts. 1.l. . THE CLASS POEM Shirley Mooney, Fourth Honor Student Long seemed the way years ago, But the time has hastily passed. We have all worked hard mid joys and tears, And now this year is our last. Now those years seem quite like a play, ln which each had a leading role. All have tried to do their parts well, So that they may reach their goal. The actors on this stage of ours, So seldom receive loud acclaim. lt is not needed, for they know How fleeting is this thing called fame. We've had twelve years of rehearsal, And are ready for opening night. From here, each does a monologue. He must fight for his place in the light. Then when the great curtain rises, When the acting begins anew, The knowledge we've heretofore gathered Will furnish each player his cue. All of us cannot be famous, But whatever the part that we play, We'll do it with all that's within us, Regardless of how rough the way. Page Twenty-five

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liirst Row 'IME THOMAS l'Ovily let me xleebf' I 1 filet' C uh -, 3, 4: A Can Della Choir 3, 3. 4: Stuf'ent Council 4, Tre su e:' 4: Better S'N'e:'li Club 4, T'e siire 4: HifY Club Z, 3, 4, Treasurer 4: Baseball 3: liootb'-ll 3 3 4: l3asketball Z. 3, 4: i'Pirates of l3eu':'iice 3: ulxellf' ol' Baa' il.-il 4- 'tl-iollt '1-' mul Bimuntll' 31 Aerial Stall 4: State Glee Club faintest 3, 4: District Glee Club faintest 4: Class Night 4. ll'AYNE VANTIREN Hrlllzert' is no fire ivtliout .wine xniulqe. ' Ivipgyfr-IN., llfalvslly-11 4 g 4. llcftvi' Sneccli CU-b 4: G'ec Club 2, 3. 4: Mlqbe Pfrpfg an in-it-,-W-,- 7' ':'m H-evfm l'oi',',Ml 3: The Bel'e ol' Bail' Llatl 4, Class Play 4. VlR'TlNlA V'll,l.l ll , nlronilwm' phzj'e:'x jnxcimiiv mu. Z IAP' C'u'w 3. 4: C A A 4: 4fll C'i'b 3 3 4: fl-'W' f--- Ui- Teaia I 3: Senior Schol'i ::'iin Test 4: Plvy 'Vy 2: 'lla-1:1 Nif it 4: Seientli Florin Siuilent: ln' terrlass liaslvllwiill 2, 3 4: ln' terclass Volley Ball 2, 3: lnterf class Deck Tennis 2, 3, 4. fvl-fl, ',.,., -' A,7':. ' . f-4 li l, ' Scconcl Row EARL Vf. THOMPSON Tire best ix yet to conief' Football 2. 3, 4: lntrainural Basketball Champions 4: HifY 2, 3, 4, uBclle of Bamladu 4: L. Class Night 4: Glee Club 4: A Cappella Choir 4: C. M. T. C. J. VERONICA VOR'S Suniuom' has to tlmilq for HX. 4 4 w cAlI1lIllCI'ClLll Club 4: Class Play 41 Class Night 4: 4fH Club 4: Interclass Basketball 2, 3, 4: Play Day 2: lntcrclass Deck Tennis 2, 3, 41 lnterclass Vollcy Ball 2, 3, 4. JOHN VJILSON One of natures master' pieces. Better Speech Club 4: Foot' ball 2, 4: Interclass Basketball 2, 3, 4: Baseball 3: Class Night 4: Class Play 4. Third Row RICHARD TSCHAPPAT Must you wake me now? Class Night 4. V MAGDALINE WEILAND l'Wi.sdf1m is better than mf hiss. Latin Club 3, 4: Vice Presif dent 4: Girl Reserves 4: Bad' niinton Club 4: Archery Club 2, 3: Scholarship Team 2: Senior Scholarship Test 4: Eighth Honor Student: Interclass Vol' ley Ball 3: lnterclass Deck Ten' nis 2, 3, 4: lnterclass Basket' ball 2, 3, 4: lnterclass Soccer 2, 3: Glec Club Z: Class Night 4: Play Day 2. ROBERT WILSON 'AA silent man expresses him' self in work. French Club 3, 4: Players' Guild 3, 4: Hobby Club 4: The Man in the Bowler Hat 3: Scholarship Team 2, 3, 4: Class Play 4: Class Night 4: Senior Scholarship Test 4. Page Twe-ntylfour l Fourth Row IDA BELLE VAN ATTA Her smile a volume doth contain. Pirates of Penzance 2: Hollywood Bound 3: Belle of Bzigdadu 4: Glee Club 2, 3, 4: A Cappella Choir 3, 4: Or' chestra 2: 4fH Club 2, 3, 4: French Club 3, 4: Class Night 4: Class Play 4: State Music Contest 2, 3: Eisteddiod 2: MARJORIE wnttsfydwwf ' A an There ix little nj the m f clioly element 111 her. Glee Club 2, 3, 4: uPirates of Penzance 2: Holly w o o d Bound 3: l'Belle of Bagdadu 4: Eistedclfod 2: State Glee Club Contest 3: Latin Club 3, 4: Hobby Club 4: Players' Guild 4: G, A. A, 3, 4: Publicity Chairman 4: G. A. A. Council 3: Archery Club 2, 3: Badmin- ton Club 4: Dance Club 3: Varsity Basketball Team 2, 3, 4: Varsity Deck Tennis 3, 4: Varsity Soccer 3. WILLIAM WOLFE He's the drummer boy in our band. Hobby Club 2, 3, 4: Hi'Y 3, 4: Interclass Basketball 2, 4: Better Speech Club 4: Band 4: Publicity Manager 45 Art Club 4, President 4: Aerial Staff 4:

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THE CLASS PROPHESY ELIZABETH SMITH, Third Honor Student Q A FEW WEEKS before graduation, it so happened that I was forced to undergo a minor operation. just like everyone else who has had an operation, I am going to tell you about it. The anesthetic produced a very peculiar ef- fect upon me. It appeared as though I were leaving the present and walking in- to the future. The time seemed to be ap- proximately fifteen years after my grad- uation: the place, New York City. Now, in my unconsciousness 1 as I descended in an elevator from my apartment, I ex- changed a few words with James Brooks, the elevator boy and with Pauline Heine, who was on her way to her work as top feature writer for the Daily Tell-All. She was telling me what a coincidence it was that so many of our former class- mates worked on the same paper as she. Above all was Ralph Poston, editor-in- chief of the Daily Tell-All, then there was Bernard McC-raner, one of the best of the news photographersg Jack Smith, Wayne Vancuren and Bob Snyder were foreign correspondents: joe Thomas and J 0 e Karshner, sports writersg James Steele, humoristg and Phyllis Leonard, private secretary to the editor. This picture faded away and another came into view. It was the dear old high school: itself. As I went up the steps and entered the door, I heard voices singing. I went in the direction from which the sound came and presently enterd into a much larger and better equipped music room than I had ever dreamed of L. H. S. having. Standing in front of the singers, directing them, stood none other than my old classmate, Shirley Mooney. We talk- ed together for a few minutes, during which she told me that the personnel of the school had been almost completely changed since our days as students here. Lawrence Adcock and Marjorie Wells were handling the physical education de- partment quite efficientlyg Mary Collison and Dorothy Newman had taken over the typing classesg Mary Elizabeth Wolfe was teaching French: Ralph Woodard had taken Mr. Ellingeris place in the physics and chemistry labsg and Juanita Root was teaching history. I asked what had be- come of Bill Knapp and his musical abil- ity and I was told that he had established his own school of music in which he em- ployed Helen Funk, Paul Stump, Betty Riggs and Wilma Bratton as instructors. Shirley asked me whether I had noticed the murals as I came in. I said, Of course, no one could miss them. She said they had been done by Jeanne Schie- bell and Bill Wolfe, who were both well- known artists by now. Again the scene changed. This time I seemed to be in a studio in Hollywood. In a voice that sounded vaguely familiar to me, I heard someone shout, Cut! I finally connected the voice with a person sitting in a chair which had director printed on the back. When the man turned around, I recognized him as Robert Wilson. He rose immediately and came toward me. He said they were in the act of making the world's greatest picture called, 'il Tell of Me, starring Dale Engle and Ruth Thomas, with a sup- porting cast of Bill Walsh, Robert Gra- ham, Alice Carpenter, Billie Bryan, Mar- ion Gray, Fern Iles and Clinton Mohler. Joe Mock was head of the stage crew, which included: James Redick, Don Ski- ver, John Wilson, Luther Mowery and Herbert Greene. At this point another picture complete- ly blotted out this one. Now I was in one of the well-known unight-spots call- ed The Emerald Casino. The owner was Phil Francis. He had obtained, for this night, the best band of the land, Fitzie's Ritzies. It seemed natural to see Virginia at the piano, Harry Shaw playing his trumpet, Carl Risch with his trom- bone and Rosamond Fox as the star vocalist. Among the waiters were: Odis Landis, Harold Larimer, Myrl Skiver and Harold Snider. The hat-check girls were Betty Hansel, Martha Geslin, Dorothy Rider and Sara Jane Goss. The scene now shifted from the nighi club to a court room. There was a very important case going on and I cou'd see one of the lawyers talking fast and fur- iously. As I came nearer, I recognized the lawyer as Ralph Nash. He seemed to be convincing the jury of the innocense of his client, Josephine Rush, who was charged with deliberately stealing the husband of a girl whom we used to know as Betty Rohrer. On the jury I recogniz- ed Elnora Rutherford, Charlene Snider, Wayne Ball, Robert Hugli, John Taulbee, Veronica Voris and Edna Richards. Now I saw a huge auditorium filled to overflowing with people who were there to hear the great concert musician, Robert Price. After the concert, I talked with Earl Thompson, Bob's manager, who told me the whereabouts of some of our other classmates. He informed me that Jose- Page Twentyfsix