Westwood High School - Chipmunk Yearbook (Westwood, CA)

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PAGE FOUR HISTORY, WILL, PROPHECY Senior Class History September, la, 1U2U, fifteen trembling fresh- iiumi entered the mujeslic portula «if Westwood High School. After two weeks, those surviving were treated as full fledged members of Westwood High School. I.ale in the year they returned their reception with a weiner feed to the rent of the school. It was a roasting affair. On September 12, 1921, twelve of these sophiati- cated ex-freshmen registered us sophomores. Well aware of their i•-ponsibillties, the incoming frosh las was duly initiated. During this year seven im'W members were welcomed to the class. On September ! . 1922, nine of last year's sopho- more ehns registered a juniors. During the year one fell by the wayside and three more joined our ranks. We royally entertained the seniors and gave them the send-off that they deserved. Only eight of th - eleven came back in September, 1928, as seniors. Throughout its entire course, this class has been loyal to the school; taking an active part in all student body affairs and in all athletics. We are leaving with the hope that we leave the school better than we found it. S. I). '24. Senior Class Will Dune and signed this 7th day of April, 1924. The class of 1924. Class Prophesy In the summer of 1924, during the war between the Zulus and the Americans over the possession of the Island of Madugaagur, I was stationed with my regiment at the little town of Sadi-Bou-Said. There 1 met one of my old schoolmates. Winifred Rod- man from Westwood, California. She had come to Africa ut the outbreak of war with the Ameri- can Red Cross and was doing relief work ut Sadi- Hou-Said. As she adminstered to my wound caused by a javelin in the hands of a Zulu warrior, she told me what the class of '24 had done and were doing. “Hans has taken up boxing and will meet Demp- sey at Selby next summer for the world’s champ- ionship. Gee, 1 would like to see that fight, she exclaimed, but I suppose I will have to mend husted ribs here for another year at least. Where’s Potts? I asked. The nurse’s face was sad as she replied: The last I heard of him he was in Turkey buying harems for the Sultan at exorbitant prices, and has twelve wives. And Stanley—I suppose he has made a name for himself in the medical world? dent of the United States and got elected and re- signed nml put George in her place, and now she is only the first lady of the land. What fools some people are. And now about yourself,” 1 naked as ] studied her frowning face which told of troubles both domestic and otherwise, what have you been do- ing since that eventful year of 1924.’’ I've been married six times.” she announced, but men are all the same. This was accom- panied with a shake of her head and said with a finality that allowed no contradiction. A moan came from a corner of the rude ward, There, I've got to beat it. She jumped up with much the same agility as when she used to fix the nondesciipt tires of the Star. “Thut guy has threatened to die for three weeks, and he might do it this time if I don't make it snappy—So long.” H. W. ’24. HE TOOK ME TO THE MOVIES ONCE The wedding bells were ringing. But their ringing was in vain, The sexton might have saved his arm. Allow me to explain. A fair young maid was standing In her wedding garments drest, And in her hand she held a ring Which had not stood the test. We, tho reverent and noble Seniors, about to withdraw our elevating influence from this respect- ed place of learning, and not wishing to leave it without any hopes for gladness, do hereby de- clare this to be our last will and testament. First, as a whole we do bequeath our respect and appreciation to our class teacher, Mrs. Graham, ami the ease with which we get in Dutch to the rest of the Student Body. Scond, to the faculty, our hopes that anolncr Senior Class as excellent as this one is, will soon develop. Individually, we bequeath to deserving students the following assets with which we are blessed: 1, Ruth Jensen, will and bequeath my famous Physics’ stare to Dorys Drake hoping it will net her as many one as it has me; my pull with the Faculty I bequeath to Shorty and Jack; my vocabul- ary to Bob Iaimson. I. Winnifred Rodman, will my surplus weight to Laura Chaffin; my typing speed to Howard Costar; my innocence to Rosemma Priest. I. Harry Wilkinson, bequeath my manly beauty to Red Muyhew; my power I give to future basket ball squads; my penmanship shall go to Einar Knut- son. I. George Chipmnn, bequeath my curly hair to Dill Corbett, my height to Monk Morrison, and my drag with the teachers to J oc Sharon. I. Stanley Davis, will and bequeath my length to Jesse Swaim. my grace to Frances Simpson, and my place on the Honor Roll to Delbert Chipman. I. Flnyd Myers, ho hereby will and bequeath my curly hair to Maryann Martin; my mccknc» to Doc Adams; my deep bass voice, pride of my heart, to Paul Kasapain. I. Hans Jacobsen, yield my place on the basket b I' team to Charley Conley; my devilishness to I-re.I Davis; my beauty to Rudolph Klotx. I. Fred Neipnth. will my punctuality to Leona Summers; my affection to the Freshman girls; my unusual marks to Elsie Steed. “Stanley.” she exclaimed in amusement. Do you mean to tell me you have never seen him?” No, I haven’t been back since ’24,” I replied. Well, no one needs to go to Westwood to see him. He’s to be shown at Sadi-Bou-Said tonight. Sadi-Bou-Said tonight!” I exclaimed in amuse- ment. “Stan in Africa?” No. I see you are as of old. fifty years behind the times,” she said with the thinly veiled sarcasm which had always been such an asset to her ir. Civics. Did you by any chance know that Rudolph Valentino had died?” Yes, I heard something about It; but what has that to do with Stanley?” Oh. nothing, only he has taken his place in the movie world.” Yea Gods! Imagine Stan as a movie star and taking Rudy’s place as «hick of filmland. Where’s Curley? Has he gone into the movies too?” Oh,! she thought a moment, what do you call those places where boys are educated? Reform schools, jails, colleges, I supplied. Yep, college, that’s it. He’s head of one of them things in Palo Alto—Stanford—that’s the name of the joint.” Well, Ruth and George—at least chose a de- cent profession, I bet. I put in; remembering Ruth’s qualities as Student Body President, and George’s industrious habits of staying after school at night to work algebra.” I II tell the world they did, and if anyone ever saw a newspaper in this hole, I could prove it to you.” Ruth was n good Student Body President, wasn’t she? she demanded. She sure was,” 1 agreed. And George used to work once in awhile. Perhaps,” I assented doubtfully. Well they-------- “They? 1 interrupted. Yes. they got married and Ruth ran for Pre.-i- Senior Horoscope I know the ring's no good, my dear, The groom elect «lid say. His blushes made his collar smoke, His eyes were turned away. His bride-to-be gazed at her beau With tear-drops in her eye, And when she heard the ring was false. The Mai«len did reply. '• u took m«- to the movies once And then you fetched me back, I asked to eat; you gave no treat; A buggy was our hack. So take your imitation ring Then go—and shut the door. You took me to the movies once. You won’t take me no more. This second part is sadder still. The young man went away: To Wop-town he went on a tear. And stayed drunk night and day. He drunk up all his fortune Then, dead broke, in «lire need. He crawled away and starved to death. Now. from his cares he’s freed From all his earthly sorrows He is free; and now the youth Is sleeping 'neath the daisies In a garden in Duluth. When his sweeth« art heard he had died. She cried herself to death. But she didn’t die from sorrow. Twas just from lack of breath. And now they're picking Shamrocks In the valley of the Moon. The youth has bought another ring And they will wed in June. S. A. '27 Name Nickname Appearance Pastime Pet Expression Ambition Ruth Jcn«cn Winifred Rodman Hans Jacobson Fred Niepoth George Chipman Floyd Meyers Stanley Davis Harry Wilkinson Rufc Weenie Jake Potts Ghipmunk C urley Spencer Harriet Divine Stretched Unusual Pretty hum Unique Han Loose Fragile Repenting Motoring Cussing Fishing Spent in detention Repairing hi Ford Sleeping Proposing Don’t do that Da-rn Come « n Say. guy Yer crazy Shut up Ho-hum Heavcna To learn Physics To be a dassic dancer To find Dempsey asleep To poach unmolested To study sometime To make his Ford go To play Tennis To grab a girl

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JUNIORS PAGE FIVE Jt'NIOKS l-pper row—Laura Chaffin, Vincent Felton. Clyde Easley. Hugh Adams. Rudolph lA w«?lrow—Dorothy 8omervllle, Elsie Stout. Konnm Priest. Leona Summers. Miss Flint, Lydia McKinney. Angelina Pcttc-raon, Frances Simpson, Maryann Martin, Dory» Drake. Juniors “Wonderful, wonderful what those children accomplish —that's us. the Junior Class of 19SS! Our chief virtue is doing nothing. Hut wait perhaps, perhaps It will be possible to dig up •oiiie old hones from our Illustrious past. Ar retex Is it sale? If if» like the usual family tree there'll be. of necessity, a nerve-racking akel ton. Hut as I think or those whom our con- versation concerns I feel no qualms as to the outcome of our research work, for the class of 1926 is above all reproach. I,et ns to the graveyard go. Ah! Hones at last! U 'ou remember this one? Whut a hair- raising rumpus wheu as Frosh we first stepped into the Holy Portals of the Westwood High School. Eggs flew as thick ns hail. As we went in the old building nod to visibly brighten; it appeared to look to us to do things. We I veiled the rheerless currieulum for several weeks. With our coming a new era took place. Stu- dent Body government was fully organized and. of course, that would never have been but for as. We were SO good. SO brilliant. SO wide awake and on the ulert that the school as a whole deemed it wise to allow our ideas to take form. That famous year the Slrkus was Inaugurated for the first time so as to allow our talents full expression. Our spirits wero so exuberant, our breathing rapacity like that of Paul Banyan’s llig Blue Ox. and our physique—Miss Neill grew old. and feeble, and gray trying to give us enough exercises. We were sent to CedarviUo and Alturas to play basketball, and in that way our athletic relations were extended. A most melodious orchestra was created which brought forth to the listener harmonious tones. So you see that even our aesthetic spirits were cultivated. Since the upper classmen were gelling too old and staid and needed a good limbering up of joints, etc.—a never-to-be-forgotteu kid party was given for this purpose. At the end of the year 1921-22 we departed with tears and laments but feeling that wo had enlightened the old school enough to pay for all our efforts. Good heavens, another bone; but this seems a bit brighter than the one before—let’s see— why surely don't you recollect this one? Don't you remember when we became full fledged sophomores? As If we could ever forget! Such a time—such a time! Grandfathers still shake their heads about It and sigh and ask. What's going to become of this generation? Why. when I was a lad. etc., etc. We're only young once, so we have to make good use of the few years of youth granted us. Please don't think that we had lost any of our sparking wit and brilliancy by our change—nay. nay: we gained. If that were possible. A barber shop was started the very llrst day of the new term and all Frosh boys were cor- dially Invited to attend. Oh. the BEAUTIFl L ,tiff urea that angrily stalked out of our shop. • Junior Horoscope Secrets—I'll tell you how it was done. First of all a lock of hair was shaved lengthwise and then crosswise from the heads of the victims, then as a mark of our special favor the hair was deliciously perfumed with rotton eggs. Others were given u shampoo guaranteed to clean. You see we still believed In being thorough In every piece of work we attempted. Then camo the Sophomore Hop. The usual good time was enjoyed by all. So ended our second year. We did not. as In our first year, grlevo openly, but gulped down the sobs, mastered the tears and treinelo In our voices and departed as befitted such learned persons. Dig—more digs — dirt — more dirt. Great Caesar! Say will you look at this! Mah goo'ness, what a bone. Did you ever see such a thing? But why shouldn't it be an extraordinary article? Do you realize that this is the worry of our third year? I do believe you forgot that wo wore upper classmen—Ahem! Of all great and un- forgotable Junior Classes this is the most “un- forgetablest.” Why. didn't we start a new fad? Our candy booth at the Slrkus was the first really successful one. Why. my children, after the candy was disposed of I ura found that she was « ven stepping on some because there was so much of it. Rockefeller was poverty-stricken beside us that memorable night. There's never a month goes by but what we have at least two. three or four on the honor ConL on Page 1 (Second Section) Name Nickname Appearance Pastime Pet Expression Ambition Hugh Adams Doc. Important Arguing In my past ex- periences— To be a second Dr. Davis. latura Chaffin loiura Plump Grinning Oh. Gee! To head the honor roll. Fred Davis Bun Shy Tuning in Oh! To be a radio shark. Dory» Drake Clyde Kasly Vincent Fellon Rudolph Klotz Maryann Martin Lydia McKinney Angeline Petterson Kosemma Priest Frances Simpson Elsie Stout Ducky lllackie Kelli Rudy Martin Toots Angle Bud IVrsky Stout Proper Foolish I love me Goofy Not so bad Short and red- headed Tiny Tom Boy- Tall All business Heading novols Studying Caosar Making a date Talking to girls Jabbering Chewing gum Wasting time Blushing Bossing students Verifying coupons Mah goo’ness! Oh. pshaw! You ain't mad? Well—? Pipe down! Great guns! That's all right ?!??!!? Well (sarcastic) Uh? To be a star To grow a mustache To propose To bo an architect To be a dishwasher To keop books straight. Novor can tell To reduce. To be popular. To be a great financier. Leona Summers Sparky Flapper Bluffing Oh. forevermore! To be a Sunday School teacher. I orothy Somerville Dot Short Studying Oh. for land's sake To have her palm read. Alice Swain Cottontop Unique Dancing Oof! To havo her hair bobbed. 1