South Side High School - Totem Yearbook (Fort Wayne, IN)

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THE TOTEM fix67 DO You TAKE va! .v, Ti-us wor-uw rw ' X :QA ,., B - M 1 X A f ggriiorz 54015529 GE' ' X HHH K . I xx , Guw ..:.:- hu UH 1 9 ':lEEEE H .s W ----. Q HH 2 'sae --i 1 il ' YY H X E fn. H. The inevitable had come . . . the cli- 'I X JIIILE I 9 Xl HH ' Y max of four happy years was at hand . . . f 1 Emoe. Q l N 'V' Senior day . . . the fun fest . . . the S L J mm,....:.l:!:..,..m I- nmmimm Senior dance, then the unforgetable emo- f Hill 1, -4 Q I' I . . , LJ ,xl IIllIllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll .1 IIIIIIIIIIII tion of actually getting a diploma . . . Q in ,. , gf M Nqr Swcf compensated only by the outlook of the NPRE EDQORANQMNQ j summer vacation ahead . . . Only The '50 A scrzcfml - E - 4-I9 Totem remains as a memento of these four .5-Q tm, I N' ' never-to-be-forgotten years. Q V Q 0 l cut! Q, Sf ! F E ST Q I M 0 0. 1055 :I lifetime I 1. Gym .,+.i+f -I A l 4--Sl I' .qv . Sew. DANCE AgOEvgjggf5'R55GOpO,ggMENT yi T cuxssov '33 GMI 2-I told you we'd show our parents what a real exhibition is. All I hope is that they realize the amount of work behind that stuff, such as trigo- nometry graphs and chemical apparatus, oh me, oh me. 3-Don't people ever get enough to eat? It doesn't seem so, for here is the big G. A. A. banquet. I'll bet those women were thinking a lot of their girlish hgures as they consumed all that truck fnot an Inter- nationalj. 7-Another question Ild like to ask is why can't people who are ordinarily nice kids behave themselves when they get out on a party. Now, for instance, take Melvin Eggers, alias The Guest of Honor, at the Social Science Club party at the house of the John- son sisters. Tsk! Tsk! For him I feel a deep shame. 8-Hurrah, whoopee, eureka, hot darn, and a cou- pla' others, it's here. What's here? Donit be a dumb- kopf, my man, The Totem is out. Itys the big event of the year. Everyone has sat on the edge of his seat gasping all year, just waiting for this to transpire. 9-Oh, those seniors. And were they dignified with their caps and long flowing robes draped about them. Even Mary Elizabeth Wilson stalked around with the poise, demeanor and mien of a Stoic. Imag- ine it, if you can. But as soon as 3:10 came, all the extra apparel was junked and everyone scrammed away to the Math-Science picnic. Of course, we were all bored to death by Ken Sinish, the prep. exercising his numerous idiosynchrasies and anfractuosities, but 111 as I've heard somewhere we must take the terrible with the not so good. 11-Sit still, seniors, and hold tight. Our last round of activities is started. Today is Baccalaureate. That group all dressed exactly alike looked pretty swell. Good sermon, too, only I'm afraid some people won't profit much by it. 12-Odd bit of news-No. 1 A group of students Commonly called the Philos had a picnic. This is especially interesting because picnics are such rare things around the school. 12-Did your folks enjoy the Fun Fest as much as mine? And it wasn't only my parents, I laughed until my sides ached. A1 Collins certainly deserves com- mendation for his management of the students' share of the program. 13-Wear Flannel pants to the Senior Dance, will you? I hope to splash mud all over them when you shut the garage doors. Heh, heh, heh, the shadow knows. Was it a good dance? Yea, very, even more than. W'eren't the decorations swell? Sh! Sh! How many did you get? 14-At last it's through. We are commenced. It was a great commencement speech, but just so I'd have a good story to tell my grandchildren, I kicked Paul and then he kicked me. fSorry Mauricej And now out, out into the kold, dreary world. PUBLIC IMPROVEMENT NUMBER ONE- Class of '33 graduates! QI never did have an inferior- ity compelx, did I?j

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l-It sounds like a brand of machine oil but, any- in the cafeteria, which would have meant joy if those l THE TOTEM ' t ., D SIDE . DEW asain' n i .9 ff I X K xo, Y f 'J 9 on jW ii'5'0'f I M ' 7-U--xy' will Am' - Came May with proverbial flowers and .Y T l 'llln bonnets . . . to say nothing of the orien- 'wr a D if 0 luil if K-X ...d X tal Junior Prom . . . Much success in A ? I gi' track.. . only made warning notices fix l ' 25,11-wifi-JQNNEK5 x il ' scraps of paper . . . but the National ' Q Honor Society banquet will ever be a WORN YON POQTALSI, ISVEZSEASEQLE QUITE AN ATYRACTION X treasured gem in the hearts of a crowd of j' X 1' DECQRA 'ON DAY is YOUR two hundred and seven . . . the gym ex- J j is 'n'1:EfgNCf'Di hibition and plans for the P-T. A. exhibi- kq tion left us panting and realizing only one 1-'twmvlv' 'X ' l A fs A-X more short month remains. ,jlff l Cggfihglifjj u Si? 1 e I if ll! ,J,xf'J l 5 J' i U57 N - ...lb X 'lll H l Ig, Vzgl i G30 NATIONAL HONOR Somew. srs omouetf 6,019 way, Philo had a 3-in-1. A dance, a potluck, and a theatre party certainly sound like a good time. 3-It was worse than a three-ring circus. Before it was through I was so cross-eyed my tears ran down my back. If they ever have another one of those airplane assemblies, for your own sake donit try to watch all the airplanes at once. 4-Four-year honor roll announced. Dick Storr and Winnie Gearhart certainly have positions to be envied, haven,t they? But just think what a reputation they have to live up to now, and how many good times they missed. 5--Likee Junly Plom velee much. That surely was a fine dance, but why every year on the Junior Prom does it have to rain and then get so gosh darned hot you feel like coming in kilts. fNot a bad idea at that.l 8-Pretty nice banquet, wasn't it, mothers of the Torch Club members? 9-The track team did all that could be expected of them. Taking flrst in the conference meet at North Side is pretty swell. The way that Ensley baby tears around the track is a couple of somethings. ll-Two major announcements. New Quill and Scroll members announced fnice going fellowsj and Mr. Null announces that he likes cakes that have fallen. They taste like sour pancakes to me. 12-Yesterday was nothing. Today we had three happy events, warning notice period ended, which means the semester is three-fourths over, tea dance people had stayed off my dogs, and, to top the day, comes the Glee Club Musicale for all seniors and Glee Club members. 15-Heh! Heh! Heh! I escaped that Hood of warn- ing notices. I like the color of them, but only when they keep their distance. 18-Iim asking you, did those National Honor Society members act at that banquet in a manner be- fitting their dignified position? They should oughta' be ashamed of themselves. 20-State track meet. Too bad we couldn't win that, but, my gosh, Archers, you have to enter something cnce in a while in which you don,t cop first place. 25-Can that band play and march or can they play and march? I didn't think they had it in themg and if they did, they haven't now, for they blew it all out at that concert. 25, 25, 27-Pretty nice exhibit down at Central, wasn't it? But you ain't seen nothin' yet, just wait'll we put ours on out here. Our band looked better than the best down there, eh what? Clothes do make the man I guess. 30--Oh! We obtain a short respite from the weary labors of the murderous school day. One whole day to do nothing but loll around like a retired millionaire. 31--More picnic! This time the Travel Club. And still the ants aren't trained to stay where they belong, which isn't in the Cats. 110

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THE TOTEM Two Old Timers Get Together By HERBERT MERRILL You know, said Mr. Meigs, time shure does rip right along. The wife and I were sayin' only last Sat- urday that our golden weddin' day is right around the cornerf' He crossed his legs with a rheumatic grunt and continued, Yessir, don't seem no time at all since I was running around them halls over t' the high school, working my fool head off over that dang Totem. Never thought then that we'd be a-running a wholesale grocery when we were this old. Kinda seems to me that we might have amounted to some- thin' if we'd only triedf' Aw, we ain't done so bad as a lot of these guys,', remarked Mr. Feustel. Look at poor old George Beckes. I was readin' in the paper as how he died down south the other day. You remember he never could resist the girls? Well, he went outdoors in his bare feet down in Memphis trying to show a girl how he could pick oranges up between his toes, and he contracted hook worm and passed away. That Walt Doehrman didn't amount to much either. They say he's got a job in the maternity ward at the Lutheran Hospital singing all the babies to sleep every night. And then thereis Wayne Grodrian-remember him? He died of the hiccups, got a chronic case over at Mr. Null's house drinkin' hard likkerl No, Mr. Feustel concluded, we ain't done so badf' Mr. Meigs creaked to his feet and stretched his stiff old arms. I'd kinder like to know what hap- pened to some of those friends we had then, he cackled in his shrill old voice. Q'There's a copy of 'Who's Who' over there behind the pickle jar. Let's see if we kin find any fimiliar names in et. Reaching behind the barrel, he secured the volume and returned to Mr. Feustel and the comfortable bench. Thumbing the pages, the feeble old men sat very still for hours, punctuating their reverie with shouts of laughter and excitement as they spied a friendly name upon the printed page. Soon Mr. Meigs broke forth in a pleased chuckle, Well, well, well, hereis old Bradley Moring. He's a great doctor now, a famous surgeon. He says that he owes all his success to his wife, formerly Mad- alynne Sheets. In his early days, unable to afford cadavers, he practiced his operations on his wife. He removed her appendix, put in a new stomach, ampu- tated a leg, practiced plastic surgery on her face, and generally acquired great skill because of his loving spouse. I'1l bet we wouldn't know the old girl nowf' Here's an item about Jim Savagef' pointed out Mr. Feustel. He went to Africa in his youth as a pho- tographer for Pathe News. The tropics got him I guess. He married a barbarous native, they settled down, and now he has a lor of little 'Savages'. Imagine what became of Paul Mielke, said Mr. Miegs. He's an old bachelor, never could make up his mind whom to marry, seems as if. He runs all the joke columns in Dr. Miles, Almanac and is greatly appreciated by the farming class, who rate his publi- cation along with Sears and Roebucksf, On the next page, there cropped up a veritable army of old schoolmates. Don Becker had married his old flame, Mary Ger- hardt, and was forced to take care of her shiftless brother, George. Bob Beery is holding down the job of giving box- ing lessons to the Sea Scouts. Robert Stone led a happy and carefree existence, until one day he told the wrong joke to Miss Pittenger and died of embarrassment. Betty Sisco has achieved great fame on Broadway as a hula dancer. Ernest Cook has become a county champion wrest- ler and works out at the G. E. every Wednesday night. Esther Gcrding and Sterling Hoffman have been happily hitched and are jointly running a restaurant. It would be a big success, says the wife, If hubby didn't eat up all the profits and smoke all the cigarsf' Another joyful union is that of Nedra Kilpatrick and Bud Laubenstein. The bank has to make her special checks because her signature is Mrs, Nedra Kilpatrick Laubensteinf' Look here, said Mr. Meigs in a very startled voice, Mae Rupp has become a great geologist. At the present she is investigating the crater of Vesuvius. Look out, girlie, for it may 'rupp.', The two old cronies read silently for a time. Pres- ently Bob raised his head and soberly said, It cer- tainly is a cryin' shame about that poor old fellow, Richard Storr. There he is, still tryin' to get through high school. Seems as if he just wasnit made to learn. He's flunked in Physical Geography sixty times since we graduated. A body's sure got to give him ciedit fer tryin' anywayf, I was readin, in the 'News, about Herb Merrill last week, said Harold, He went away to college and studied mining engineering, remember? Then he went to South America in search of gold. He's pretty near-sighted so they say, and one day he broke 112