Shadyside High School - Shadean Yearbook (Shadyside, OH)

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Q FY-. viz' 'L?'gg'.q1fJ.i.-fr 1 . -X H15 CLASS PROPHECY-Continued from page 21 When the ship's orchestra came on the platform it was announced as Ida Santavicca and her Royal Accordionsf' I always knew Ida would make a name for herself with that accordion of hers. I went up to see Ida and wish her luck. She told me she might need it because she was going to Italy to marry the new dictator who was another class- mate, john Wick. Since I was anlold friend of the two captains I was invited to sit at the captains' table. When we were seated, Captain Lay proposed a toast to the newlyweds, Felix McFarland and Nancy Schafer. When this task was finished, Captain Burkhart proposed a toast to the ever famous novelist, joe Stora, and his intelligent Mildred Lovrich. I saw no more of my old friends, so I went below to write a letter. The next day we docked at England. I got off the boat because I wanted to see the princess who had abdicated to marry a commoner. When I arrived at their residence I discovered that the butler was Richard Moore. He took me to the room where the princess and her husband were. When I looked at her husband I had to sit down to keep from fainting because he was another member of our class, Bob Lewis. After a pleasant talk I returned to the boat. Captain Lay informed me that the great violinist, Emil Wysocky, was on the boat bound for Germany to see his friend john Zuvella, who was the dictator who took Hitler's place in the hearts of the German people. Sincel had all the time in the world I decided to stop in Spain to see the Olympics. While I was there I went to a bull fight and the matador was none other than Cyril Layne who said he had given up his life of roaming to marry a sweet Spanish senorita and fight bulls for the rest of his life. I told him I hoped all the bulls he fought would be like the one-time famous Ferdinand. After visiting Spain I went to Switzerland where on the mountainside one day I met a Swiss yodeler who happened to be Bill Sedor. He told me that it had always been his ambition to be a Swiss yodeler, so he had come to Switzerland. He told me that if I would come to the skiing contest later in the day I might see the greatest artist who ever put on a pair of skis. Well, I was surprised because the girl on skis was another friend, Susie Cheroke. I talked with Sue for a while, and she told me that Art Petrone and Ann Scott were making a picture in Hollywood. She said. they were taking the places of George Burns and Gracie Allen. From Switzerland I went to Greece, where I found that Greek athlete of our class of 1940, Lewis Figuris. He was the owner of a newspaper which wrote stories in the English language describing the customs and government of Greece, to the outsiders. From Greece I traveled to China, where I found Freda Watters teaching' small Chinese children the correct use of the English language. 'She said that she and her husband, Bill Seeley, were enjoying their missionary work in China. From China I went to India, where I was met by Mahatma Ghandi's successor, who happened to be Frank Campbell. It seems his radical ideas seemed to appeal to the Indian people. Continued on Page 26 22

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i ff 1 1-1 fl WW CIHSS PRUPHEGU ' I had just returned from the unpleasant strain of making reservations on the very popular Queen Ester that was sailing for parts unknown and settled into my chair for a rest and a cool drink. I fell asleep, and as I was sleeping I heard the doorbell ring. I went to the door and there stood a man in the uniform of a taxi driver. He said: Your boat sails in five minutes, ma'm, and I'll drive you. The taxi driver was none other than a member of our Senior class, Frank Jenkins. I sat in front with Frank because I wanted to learn as much about our former classmates as I could from him. Frank told me that he was married to Norma Thompson and they were getting along splendidly in their little bungalow with nothing to interrupt their happiness but a cat and a canary. He told me that just the other night he had been to the famous Broadway Theatre in New York and saw the great tap dancer and singer Marion Maine who was another friend of mine, june Glasow. We reached the dock and I ran up the gangplank and collided with a broad shouldered giant whom I immediately recognized as our football hero and wrestling champion, George Cheroke. When asked why he was on the boat, George replied that he was on his way to Spain to act as the supreme judge at the Olympic Games. He said some of our class of 1940 were to participate in the different divisions in the Games. He informed me that the contestant chosen to represent the U. S. in the women's races was our friend and classmate, Betty J. Campbell. This was so much of a shock that I had to request a glass of water. When the steward arrived he was August Gangola. another member of the class of 1940. When I was somewhat ievived, George continued with his speech. He said that Joe Ladyga was in the tennis matches. He received his start in tennis when he tried to sell a tennis racket in the Senior Play. George also told me that Roger Sammons was supposed to have been in the men's races but at the last minute he had called a holiday and eloped with the screen's favorite juvenile star, Mary Nester. After receiving this information I excused myself and went to my cabin. I was looking through the latest movie magazine when I came upon a paragraph which read: Well, folks, here it is at last! The real name of our Hollywood glamor boy, Taylor Ross, is Fred Mobley. He came from a little town on the Ohio River called Shadyside. He returned to get his childhood sweetheart whom he introduced yesterday as his bride. P. S. She is Mary Jurichnewf' Laying the magazine aside, I' rang for the stewardess. When she arrived, I greeted my old friend, Matilda Namen. She told me that she had recently divorced her husband, Richard Davis, after ten years of happy marriage, because he had refused to kiss her goodbye before leaving for work one morning. I sympathized at the right places in her story, and, bidding her goodbye, I went up to the deck. As I was strolling along the deck I ran into two lovely girls, both in the uniform of a captain. I thought I recognized them so I spoke. They looked up and I saw at once that they were two more members of the 1940 class, Libbie jo Lay and Mary J. Burkhart. They told me that they owned the boat and that they employed all ex-sailors in their crew. They were both acting as captain. The navy surely has continued to run in their blood. j Continued on Page 22 21

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JUHIUHS ' Righty First row-.lean Ambler, Eleanor Ankenbrand. Virginia Arfsher. Mary Aug-ust, Mike August, La Vernv lla:-is. Second row-Charles Berry, Kath- ryn Bosse, Clarence I-Eeveridge, June lleveridge, Fred' lloyd, Anna Marie Brown. Third row-elflo Campbell, Hester Campbell, Marie Campbell, VVilliani Carpenter, Clara Chase, Dale Crum- baker. Fourth row --Juanita Vlieriiey, Victoria Dvorak, Elaine Farmer. .lack Frantic. Sally Gabriel, Irene Gotting'er. Fifth row-Dolly Goddard, Frank Green. Julia Green, Elizabeth Hader. Sixth row--Iiarl llallam, Jim Hal- lett, Norma Hays. JUNIOR HISTORY juniors at last! Can it be possible? Only one more year now remains until we shall have reached our goal. Upon entering high school, in 1937, with one of the largest classes in the history of our school, we were not as green as Freshmen are supposed to be. We took our school life as a matter of course, and rapidly adjusted ourselves to it. At our first class meeting we elected the following officers: Pres., Charles Berry, V. Pres., Dale Keyser, Sec. Hester Campbell, Treas., Betty Pacificog Hist., jim Stonebraker. As the year rolled around, we found ourselves occupying the position of Sophomores. By now we felt like veterans at the game and acted accordingly. Except for an advanced position in the school, our life this year was much the same as last. A com- mittee was chosen to nominate the officers, and the class voted. The result was: Pres., Juanita Cherneyg V. Pres., Betty Pacifico, Sec., Charles Berry, Treas., Eleanor Ladygag Hist., Hester Campbell. We also adopted our class colors, Red and White, and our flower, the Rose. Then with the coming of a new school year, we found ourselves as Juniors. This, we feel, is almost the best year in high school, with all its social activities, namely class parties, the junior Class Play fa huge success, by the wayj, and, best of all, the Primm. 25 i Mr. Spitlor - Juniors theft to