Westwood High School - Chipmunk Yearbook (Westwood, CA)

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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

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PAGE SIX SOPHOMORES soriio.noiiKS Cpper row—Jack Hewitt, Fred Morrison, Donald Songster. Miss Dali. Milton Koseii- Htrctter, Clyde Vernon. Albert Barmore. Henry Coyle. Middle row Alice Hall. Anna Wallueks, Gladys Lowe, KIhIp Steed. Marie Wilson. Irene Doshoff, Jose- phine Peaslee. Patricia Pratt. Anna Jacobsen. Neva Walker. Alma Rice. Lower row—Harry Gilbert, Lawrence Hcrnler, Howard Coslar, Joe Sharon, Ellis Mlnsliall. Sophomore Wisdom School Is a sheet or paper white. On which each class which comes must write His word or two. and then comes night.” While Freshmen we looked with awe upon the self-important Sophomores, who made us toe th ; mark from the day we entered the doors of th House of Knowledge. forty-three strung, until commencement night the following June. My wasn’t that a gala night for us—to think we were free from Sophomore tyranny! That was the real significance of commencement night for us. There was a feeling of sorrow, too. that our trui and loyal friends the Juniors, would no longer he Juniors nor our friends: and that some of our Name Nickname Irene Boshoff Pat Howard Costar Costar Heury Coyle Coyle Alice Hall Teddy Dear I,awrence Hcrnler Jack Hewitt Harry Clilbert Shorty Cy Harry Anna Jacobsen Shorty Robert I .am son Lucille Likens Bob Lucille Gladys Iajwc Spud Fred Morrison Monk Josephine Peaslee Jo Milton Uosentretter Milt Donald Sangster Joe Sharon Dosco Shanghi Elsie Steed Elsie Clyde Vernon Vernon Neva Walker Tweetle Mari 1 Wilson Zim Ellis Mlnshall Anna Wallucks Swede Ann Patrioiu Pratt Patsy Alma Rice Alma most loved classmates wore going to new lands and work in other Houses of Knowledge. Hut little did we know of the customs of the inmates of the House of Knowledge, in spite ci our year in their midst. The most important knowledge we had acquired was that we would be Sophomores at the beginning of the new yea- and that it would be our turn to tyrannize the poor, frightened, green, trembling, unsopbisti cuted, new Freshmen. And wo did. Perhaps we should be so ashamed of our treatment of tin Krosh that we would hesitate to dwell at length upon it. but wasn't it our right and didu't wo suffer too. as they have been suffering this year? We were only twenty-eight out of the ninety one students, who enrolled in September. 11 24. Sophomore Horoscope Appearance Pastime Ambitious Typing Just so Drawing Studious Doin’ English Chubby T. N. T. Abbreviated Hard-boiled Short Crowing Spent In Susanville Ask Spud Spent with the boys Talking All right Stout Forgetting to get up Chasing around Happy Ask Jack Igtnky Spearin' fish Petite Doing Biology Neat Spent with Henry Tired Sheiky Day dreaming Being a sheik. Cute Answerin’ letters Ia vcslck Boyish Smart Doin' French with Jo Spent at the library Spent at home Manly Dainty Pestering girls Dancing Better with bobbed hair Quiet Asking questions Evidently studying. hut, of course, we were the most Important- twenty-eight. Hadn't we served our apprentice- ship as Freshmen, and weron’s we sophisticated Sophomores? Wc hate to admit it, wo wise Sophomores, hut after a cruel Jolt or two we commenced to realize that we were back in this House of Knowledge for a very definite purpose —to learn things concerning the customs of our associates, their rights and privileges, and to ac- quire knowledge and habits which will make us good citizens when our night comes and we commence to live In the world, outside this House of Knowledge. Perhaps then we will appreciate in a great measure Just what a privilege It Is to spend four years in such a house, and realize (Continued on Page 2—Second Section) Pet Expression Ambition Oh! To make sixty words per minute I'll smack you Pass In Geometry. down. Aw. I can't. To be able to do something. Now you stop To be a mean that. swimmer. Hey! Go to Davis-? farm Censored. Be a prize waltzer. Try It. To be a Spanish shurk. Nah! To drive a car. Don’t horse me Get enough sleep No. please. To get thin. Bug House To he a Mack Sen- Fables net Bathing Gill Dontcha like it? Gel expelled from school. Oh. my word! To be a classical dancer. Aw. gwan! To be an Ancient History Teacher. Aw! , To catch girl. Don't try to To get a steady girl kid me! Sure an' you're To be as smart as hugs. Ruth. My dear! To keep his cords clean. —An' you To be a know— stenographer. What? To be an unclaimed blessing. Mah! Goo’ness! To be a bachelor He!—p. To be a second Pavlowa. My good land. To get a steady fellow. Sure. To be an artist.