Walnut High School - Walnut Tree Yearbook (Walnut, IL)

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THE WALNUT TREE SENIOR CLASS HISTORY Motto...... Tonight we launch, where shall we anchor? Colors..............Blue and Silver. Flower.................White rose bud. It was autumn of nineteen hundred and thirty-two, and a crew of 38 Freshmen set sail to complete a four year course at Walnut Community High School.The lake was painted with silver and blue, and few of the happy, care-free crew dreamed that they might encounter blustering gale9 or other hardships. The class advisor of the group was Mr. Paul Leitch. Under his supervision, the first social events of the class were carefully planned. The class may easily recall those happy picnic and party days. At the time, however, they were too busy to think only of social events, for they were deeply Indulged in Algebra, General Science, English, and Latin. Some of the boys entered into the school spirit by going out for football and basketball. Others of the crew enrolled in chorus, band, orchestra, and physical training. Everyone had to work busily in endless attempts to save himself from the coming gale,when there would be six-weeks test9, semester tests, and report cards to frighten him. When the second year of the voyage arrived, there were 34 survivers ready to sail into the Sophomore year.Janet Schoaf as president, Gail Stone as vice-president, Margaret Mau as secretary,and Ruth Strouss as treasurer, were selected to engineer the ship. The crew found them to be talented leaders when business matters, picnics, or parties were at hand. Perhaps this was not a very eventful year, but it was not spent in vain. Being experienced Sophomores, the crew succeeded in making a better class record than they bad previously made. Our sponsor this year was Mr. Leitch. The Junior year of the voyage was a very busy one and it reaped successful accomplishments at every corner. A Junior Play entitled, Cornin' Through the Rye was given under the direction of our new class advisor, Miss LaDine Cochran. Another of the biggest events in the life of all upper classmen was the Junior-Senior Banquet, which was given on May third, nineteen hundred and thirty-five. The banquet took place on the Good Ship W.H.S., which was all decorated in blue and gold, the Senior colors. Balloons dangled from the ship's top, while dainty printed programs, 9hlp-shaped nut cups, and yellow rose buds graced the tables. The spirit of sailing was prevalant throughout the program. After the banquet a double-feature show was enjoyed at Princeton. Captain Clifton Winger (president), Assistant Captain, Aurell Burkey , (vice-president), and shipmate Marvin Peach (secretary-treasurer) sailed the ship throughout the Junior year. In November of the Senior Year, the crew felt a need for some excitement, and docked in the W. H. S. gym to hold a carnival. A confetti-covered crowd of merry makers hurried from the fish pond to the dart stand, and after knocking over the milk bottles, found they could rest a bit while playing bingo. After a lunch at the refreshment stand or purchasing a novelty,Madame Minerva revealed the past, present,, and future of those attending. The funds of the carnival were contributed to the publication of The Walnut Tree. The Senior Play, MNc Marriage Allowed was given with much success on May the first. We were thankful that most of the ill winds blew over last year so that this year's rehearsals rolled by more smoothly.A portion of the profits from the Senior play will be spent in purchasing some sort of gift to leave to our Alma Mater in the hope that our class will not be forgotten. One of the largeet undertakings of this year was the publishing of this Walnut Tree. Contrary to previous years, the Seniors have financed the publication themselves without asking the business men to contribute because we appreciate their willingness so much in other ways they help us Father Time has turned the hours of this voyage into four short years. The crew, under the leadership of president, Gail Stone, vice-president, Aurell Bur-key, secretary-treasurer, Margaret Mau, and advisor, Miss Cochran, is now sailing toward its harbor, for graduation time is drawing near. Twenty-seven of the original crew have stood the galea and hardships of hlghschool life. It has beer a splendid voyage I The crew is looking into the future and hoping that it may hold as much brilliance and success as the past.

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THE WALNUT TREE MARY ELAINE KRANOV And, oh ! how she could talk.” Operetta 1,2,4; G.A.A. 2,4; Play 3,4; Home Ec Club 3,4; Orchestra 1,2,3,4; Glee Club 1,2,3,4; Book Club 4. LAVERN TORNOVf Timidity prevents me from being a nuisance. Commercial Club 3. WINNIFRED PIERSON Faithful to all her dutle s• Home Ec. Club 2,3,4; G.A.A. 1,2; Orchestra 2,3,4; Band 1,2,3,4; Operetta;1; Glee Club 1,2; Com. Club 3; Basket Ball 3,4. “NO MARRIAGE ALLOWED First Row: Grace Sterling, Shirley Kerchner; Alice Balnbridge, Grace Strouss; Estelle Wlnchell, Margaret Hau. Second Row: Jennie, Mary Elaine Kranov; Tommy Rotanah, Clifton Winger; Rose Stanford, Marilyn Smith; Irene Andrews, Janet Schoaf; Lyman Winch-Q ell, Gail Stone; Jimmie, Floyd Hornback. djfc 10

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THE WALNUT TREE CLASS PROPHECY Alter completing a twenty-five year sojourn with the Intentions of strengthening my mind, body, and soul, and ridding my system of acute ennui, which was built up or torn down by the four years of high school, 32 to 35 Inclusive,I hopped off a C B. k Q. side-door pullman at Walnut Illinois Upon alighting, my glance strayed to the First State Bank building, across the 9treet, and then up as far as what, in ray hey-day used to be a popular resort of the repealers. i!y curiosity was aroused when I saw emblazoned on the window in bright red letters, the following catchy phrase------- Haggle's Dine and Dance. Being of a curious nature and always anxious to get a hand-out, I wandered over. I was met at the door by Margaret Hau, the stellar intellectual of my high school days. She told me that business was poor 'cause the people didn't patronize the places as they used to. I walked into the kitchen hopeful of finding a plate to clean, and who do you suppose it was that greeted me? Aurell Bur-key. He was quite portly, and in fact he told me that he weighed nearly 333 pounds. He had discarded his complexion which in the old days was peaches and cream for the oily type of complexion that usually accompanies dishwashers. As I sat there a strange looking person came in with a flyswatter and asked me if I had seen anything of a cockroach.I said that I had not, not wanting to enter into the mania, and when he had left, Aurell informed me that this was his oldest child. He said that to have an heir of this type, sort of took the heart out of him and he hadn't tried again. I felt the atmosphere growing sort of warm and so I left in favor of a cooler clime. A8 I walked past the old A P store ,I perceived a queer-looking fellow Juggling fruit in the front window I tapped on the glass hoping that he would give me something to eat, and when he finally did turn, I could see that it was Cliff Winger. He had been disappointed physically, mentally, and financially. He said that Elsie had left him in a lurch. Or did he say at the church? I don't remember which it was, but it certainly was sad. He said that the only consolation he ever got out of life any more was unpacking a nice fresh crate of lemons or persimmons. He had done without help lately, he told me, since his old pal,Shirley Kerchner and Herbie Braasch had run off to Join a carnival Shirley, as always, a charming person, had taken up the snake charming profession, and Herbie was selling snake oil All this made me sad and the longer I stayed, the sadder I got, so I walked on. My mind centered on one personality. In my mind I see him yet, galloping down the field with the ball tucked under his arm. Souple. Where was he? I knew that be had successively, not successfully, married Pauline UcMalns seven times, and upon arriving at the eighth wedding, he balked. But what of the person himself? I saw him at last. An aged old man with a long white beard,which drug in the street as he hobbled along. He was leading his timid little wife, Marilyn Peach, nee Smith, up to the train preparatory to spending a three day honey-moon in Hanamann. Pauline in the meantime had gone and found another fellow to win with her wiles, guiles, and smiles, who was none other than Willard Burkey, the mature fellow who was our classmate.WiHard at present is co-pilot on the Snowflake, a cabin plane which makes regular trips between Yorktown,Thomastown,Hoop-hole, and points east, west, north, or south, depending on which way the passenger (if there should happen to be one) wants to go. ur ft After seeing Marvin and his bride off on the train, I turned around to confront one of the strangest looking Individuals that I have ever had the fortune or misfortune to observe. Indeed his identity would have remained forever a mystery if I had not seen a thick pair of spectacles peering out from under a shaggy thatch of blond, unkempt hair and almost hidden by an Immense beard. I knew by the glint in bis eye also that it was Dick Whitver His face was burned a brilliant tomato red,and not being a person to wait for people to tell me things unless I asked first,I asked Dick in his usual manner proceeded to tell a short story, but having never recovered from Mr. Snider's History class, he made it as long as possible. The main point was this--Dick had been turned down in favor of Floyd Hornback. Incidentally, Floyd and bis wife are now living on an extensive guinea pig ranch in South Normandy on the corner of Forty-second and Broadway. Floyd is happily married with a great number of little Hornbacks. Well, to go on with Dick's story, he had drifted thither and yon and even back to thither, again, and finally following the marine life of his family which was instigated, and propagated by his brother, he Joined the French Foreign Legion. He is now unhappily married to an Arabian princess and is enjoying his first liberty leave since 1940. Dick told me that while touring Europe preparatory to coming home, 12 he had