Macomb High School - Spiderweb Yearbook (Macomb, IL)

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MT CHIEDHCX )D IMPULSES When I was a child, which was quite a few years ago, everyone said that I was mean, and had a very bad temper, hut I’ll let you in on a secret. It was just mi- getting an impulse, and trying it out. They were so strong that I would have died if I didn’t. One of the most horrible impulses I had was when I was seven years old. I was in church before it started, and I got the sudden feeling that I wanted to throw paper wads. Because I was sitting in the front seat of the church gallery, it was easy to pick out my objective. A lady, who was wearing a big brimmed hat was right under me. I tore the corners off my prayer book, and aimed carefully, seeing how many paper wads I could land on her hat. Another time was when I was seeing melodrama at a movie, in which the villain was about to strangle the fair maiden. Then it hit me, and right there on the spur of the moment I let out with a long, loud yawn. By the time everyone quit laughing, the hero had rescued the maiden and the villain was foiled again. When I was in the first grade, I had a schoolmate 1 did like very much. She was always dropping bits of paper on the floor and blaming it on me of course, I always had to be the one who had to pick them up. One day she dropped her color crayon, and bent over to pick it up, which was a terrible mistake. My left foot found its mark, and my impulse was satisfied. The most enjoyment I received from following one of my impulses was when I threw a cream puff at our hired girl. I had eaten mine, and wanted another, so I snatched hers. She stamped her foot on the floor, held out her hand and asked me to give it to her. When I refused she started to chase me around the kitchen table. I found out she was really mad when she again stamped her foot, held out her hand, and threatened to give me a spanking if I did not give it to her. I gave it to her all right, right in the face. Sometimes I think it was worth the spanking that I received when mother came home. The day I drowned my favorite kitten giving it a bath in the washing machine, was the last time I ever tried one of my impulses. I guess that taught me a lesson, I’ll never forget. —Dorothy Arnold WiA T’S TOUR NICKNAME) Do you have a nickname? Most of the high school students have one. In fact, every person should have and usually does have one in his life at some time or other. Nicknames have a very odd way of getting started. They may concern your size, hair, personality, character, or they may just be cut shorter than the real name. Some people may get their nicknames by someone else they know who has the same name as they have. Some get them from comic strips. Others get their nicknames from their initials while others might get a nickname where they work. All of you have probably heard some of these famous nicknames around the halls of M. H. S. or even the classroom. How many do you recognize? Fearless Coonie Willie Dewdrop Tubby Hessie Rosie Knute Mrs. “J” Bett Pooky Buzz Betts Alex Jo Lewie Dominico Del vie Liz Chico Frenchie Peg Moonie Stan Stonie Tink Buggie Huffer Dottie Mud Shorty —Peggy Carnage

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GLANCING THROUGH I III. TEARS In the autumn months of 1944, the hopecul class of 1948 arrived at M. H. S. In the four years that followed there were losses and gains in the class but seventy-four ended up with diplomas. During our freshman year we were a little scared and awed at the upper classes but by the time our sophomore year was over, we were seasoned students and took our place as upper classmen. In our junior year, hopes for success started rising and they just didn’t stop. “Running Wild”, a comedy in three acts, was presented on two successive nights before a large audience. The officers for that year were: President -------------------------------------------------- Bob Huff Vice-President------------------------------------- Betty Heidenreich Secretary ------------------------------------------------- Don Sala Treasurer------------------------------------------------ Dick Stone The outstanding event of that year was the Junior-Senior Prom. As a farewell to the departing seniors, “Souveniors” was used as the theme, and soft music with pretty girls in formals, added to the fun of the evening. At last the main year of school arrived. Our hopes of success had been fulfilled and the following people were chosen as leaders of the class: President Don Sala Vice-President Betty Heidenreich Secretary Joan Yoho Treasurer Delvin French The Sentinel, a bi-weekly newspaper, was published by members of the senior class. Crowns were bestowed upon Marilyn Underwood and Tommy Garrison at the Homecoming dance. Betty Heidenreich was honored by being chosen as winner of the D. A. R. award and the best Thespian of the year was Don Sala. The prom was again a great event. Thank you juniors; it was wonderful. At last it was time for Baccalaureate and Commencement. How much older and wiser and even sadder we felt in our caps and gowns than when we first arrived. Yes, the class of ’48 has had four wonderful years in Macomb High School and we hope we’ve left something pleasant for other classes to remember us by.

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e Is ASS PROPHECY In viewing the coming events we found some people among us who have become very famous. We will not keep you in doubt any longer but tell you how they came out. Don Arnold spends his tifne writing a book, Why men don’t approve of the new look. A great achievement has Mary Schneider, Spinning a web ,to sell the spiders. Nina Heap is going mad, Counting the husbands she has had. Liz Marlow who has done so well, Is spending her time in do-oo-oo- tell. A Democratic candidate is Jailbird Cale, Trying to get Stalin to go his bail. In the funnies is Mervin Steele, As chauffeur of Batman’s Batomobile. That wonderful left hander known as Bob Huff, Is selling the girls a new powder puff. The hopeless family of Marion Gills, Is hopelessly swamped with unpaid bills. And can vou guess who’s the great King of all The spaghetti eaters in Myron’s Mess Hall. Fishermen flock to the famous Carl Sturm, Who just has discovered a giant dew worm. Ted Ellis now has snow white hair, He’s selling “ColorBack” here and there. Eva Johnston they say is a loon, She’s trying to take wrinkles off a prune. For Robert Peck we now have some hope, He’s just been promoted to a first class dope. Bill Roe is now the man about town, Since he married the “Young Widder Brown.” Rich Ring, who blew too hard on his sax, Has shaped a new container for Johnson’s Wax. Poor Howard Kelly who seemed so nice, Is now the victim of loaded dice. Don Sala, a chemist of renown, Is trying to perfect a glass gown. Lewis Johnson, a coach on the coast, But of the games won he doesn’t boast. Billy Heaton, a driver of fame, Came from his last wreck very lame. Elmer Wilson is thought quite a quy, Trying to teach monkeys how to fly. Stan Bainter, a lad from home, Went to Mars, for riches unknown. Shirley Jarvis has invented a pickle, She sells them cheap; two for a nickel. Evelyn Wetzel, the short little blonde, Makes her living at the fishing pond. Vera Willock, the algebra fiend, In her own schoolroom will soon be seen. Lets take a look at Saranelle Moon, She’s giving lessons in how to spoon.