Westwood High School - Chipmunk Yearbook (Westwood, CA)

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world; he keeps New York supplied with the largest quantity ever known.’’ Howard Costar is one of our greatest artists. After he graduated he went to Europe and studied art and many of his pictures have been on exhibit in the large museum at Washington, D. C. Howard did all the cartooning for our High School Annual with Earl Lane’s assistance, you remember. Where is Ellis Minshall? It seems that his ambition was to be a coach. I remember he used to help Coach Ashcraft.” Well, Ellis is, and has been for the last nine years, the coach at the University of Illinois. When he left Westwood he went to the University of Illinois and became very popular there, and graduated as a full-fledged coach.” Henry Coyle was always musically inclined and now he is a band director back east.” Victor Scammon after leaving Westwood, took up Construction Engineer- ing and is in charge of a big project in the Canal Region for the U. S. Govern- ment. Lee Ross was always a wizard in Physics, and we always believed he would turn out to be a second Thomas Edison, and he has carried out our wishes. He has made many inventions, both electrical and mechanical, and now he is one of the greatest science professors in Yale College. Ella Shults, was the official Coca-Cola distributor at the Store fountain to the High School gang, but at present she is Private Secretary for the Manager of a large oil company in Kansas.” Lydia McKinney, rather ‘Carrots,’ is in the Secret Service, and also a Newspaper Reporter; that always seemed to be her desire in school life.” Have you ever heard what little Anna Jacobsen is doing?” Yes Anna is a school teacher in St. Paul, Minn. She graduated from some large college in California.” Dick, do you remember our Senior Sneak Day?” I sure do! Wasn’t it a knock-out?” Do you remember who was the sleepy one in the gang that day?” Let me see—I don’t know as I remember. Who was it?” It was Amo Griffith. In all your travels did you ever run across her?” No, I don't believe so, but I read an article in the paper not long ago about her. She was making a trip to Europe with some wealthy merchants from New York to buy and collect some European fashions. She must have a pretty good sense of style to get a position like that.” And as for Clayton Boyer, airplanes were his ambition. The U. S. Government has appointed him to take charge of another flying squadron, to circumnavigate the world. If this is done successfully he will be appointed commander-in-chief of the U. S. Air Service. I sure wish him luck.” How many more of the class are there that I have not mentioned?” Let’s see—Milton.” Oh, Milton, is a mail clerk on one of the fast eastern mail trains. I happened to be in Chicago and saw him for the first time since we left High School. He [Sixteen]

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Class of 1926 in 1940 While I was eating in a Klondike Mining Camp in the heart of the gigantic mountains, a gentleman came in dressed like a city dude, or salesman. He seated himself next to me and gave me a couple of hard looks. When he smiled, two words entered my mind. Those words were Petroleum Akins.” I at once slapped him on the back and said, “Hello, Akins. I mean Atkins. What have you been doing all these years, and have you happened to have seen any of the rest of the gang? Do you remember the last time I saw you?” “Let’s see,” he said, No, I don't believe I do.” Well, when I was in San Francisco, five years after we graduated you and your brother were just finishing a course in Science. What have you done, Dick, quit your profession? And what is your brother doing? And tell me if you know anything about the rest of our Class of '26.” Doggone the luck! There goes the whistle, Dick, old boy. Try and amuse yourself until this evening and I will meet you here and after supper we will talk over old times.” That night while coming down the street, I met Dick with a big smile on his face and a letter in his hand. He said, Do you remember Miss Sexton?” “Who? Virginia Sexton ? Why, yes.” “Well, you see I am a saleman for a large oil concern in the Middle States, a crude oil company, and Miss Sexton is one of the best stenographers in this company which I represent.” He showed me her name at the bottom of his letter from the Manager. “Say, Dick, do you know where Clyde Vernon is or Shiek Sharon?” He laughed, “Vernon is one of the best lawyers in the state of New York. His home is at Long Island. I suppose you know that Clyde is married and has a nice family.” I tried to think who Clyde went with, but he went with so many that I could come to no conclusion. “Joe Sharon is one of the greatest baseball managers in the big leagues. His team has won the pennant for the last five years, and Joe gets big money. “Now, how about Toots Felion? He used to be Elsie Steed’s side-kicker, you remember. Do you know where they are?” Well, the last I heard of Toots he was back in Minnesota on a large farm and doing very nicely; and as for Elsie, I heard she had become a journalist and has become very famous.” “Well,” said I, “I am very glad of that, because she always seemed to be the star in Miss Lord's English 4 Class. I guess you remember that, and if I remember right she was the Valedictorian of our class. I guess she earned it. Where is Fred Morrison? You know who I mean. Monk.” “Oh, Fred is still working in Westwood. He is head camp foreman of all the Red River Lumber Company’s camps. I was in Westwood last year and happened to meet Fred down at the Club, you remember that was our old hang- out; he asked me about you and some of the rest of the gang and he took me to dinner with him.” “Only two of our class are in Westwood. They are Fred and Harry Gilbert. Harry is a bachelor and a good one. Harry took Mr. Frodsham's position as efficiency expert, and is very highly respected by all his friends.” “Earl Lane is in British Columbia and has one of the largest fur farms in the [Fifteen]

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looked just the same as ever and after I talked with him for a while I saw right away that he was just as onery as when we held class meetings.'' “Patricia Pratt is a stenographer in the San Francisco employment office of the Red River Lumber Company and I believe she is going to be an old maid.’’ “Last, but not least (not very much), your kid brother, where is he? “Oh, he has become a zoologist at present. He is in the wilds of Brazil collecting specimens. “Well, Dick, I guess you wonder what I am doing up in this lost world. I shall tell you. The government has been having trouble with this mining company, and as I have made a study of this kind of work, and know just how much mineral can be taken from this ground, I was sent up here by government officials: then, again, I guess you wonder why I am working in the mine and not on the outside. Well. I make a record and send it in to the government every week. This mine will be closed down in about two weeks, because of the crooked work going on.” “This is a great life, Dick, but tomorrow night lets me out of here, thank heavens!” “When are you pulling out, old man? “I am pulling out tomorrow also. We will have to take the sleds and dog teams to Dawson: from there we will take a boat to Vancouver. Then we will be back in God's country.” One month later found Dick and me parting at Vancouver. I was headed for Washington. D. C, and Dick for San Francisco. I fe.t a great deal happier to hear about all the gang and I wished the best of luck and health to Dick. Then 1 hoped to meet some one of the gang so I could tell them all the news and fell asleep in time to have the porter come up to me, shake me and say, “Mister, de next stop is Washington Dee See.” —B. C. ’26. 1? A love for a higher purpose, For a betterment of youth. For the young hands and eager hearts Seeking the wisdom of truth. Friendship that is more than passing, Sternness for the ultimate good. Oh, the grief and care. And at times despair, For those that will not try. But the future is fair For those who care For success that is not all fame The ones who stay in the same old rut, Have no one but themselves to blame. —Lee Ross '27. [Seventeen]