Albany Union High School - Whirlwind Yearbook (Albany, OR)

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 T 7 Senior Will In view of the fact that we, the Class of June 1929, shall soon cease to exist, except as a sweet memory to the faculty, we do here and now leave this last will and testament and so make the following distribution of our earthv possessions- Item 1. To the Faculty, we leave our sincere desire that the changed atmosphere fol- lowing our departure will prove soothing and healing, and that they may soon speedily and completely recover from the effects of our sojourn in their midst. Item 2. To the Juniors, our youthful successors, we leave the fond but doubtful hope that they will prove themselves as successful as we. Item 3. To our faithful class adviser, Miss Braden, we leave our gratitude for her untiring efforts in helping us to attain our present exalted position. Item 4. Lena Cline leaves her time and worry of securing advertisements for the Whirlwind to Margaret Stevens. Item 5. Caroline Klapotz leaves her typing record to Howard Conner. Item 6. Lela Bray leaves her ever faithful post of collecting unpaid dues to Catherine Coates. Item 7. Mary Crawford leaves her vamping qualities to Doris Ekstrand. Item 8. Walter Hauswirth leaves his football fame to “Red Grange.” Item 9. Cedric Brandeberry wills his high and mighty ways to Elwood Trapp. Item 10. Jack Cathey bequeaths his electric train and tinker toys to Bob Poliak. Item 11. Frances Bray leaves her beauty secrets on the “Skin You Love to Touch” to Conseula Reubucaba. Item 12. Wilma Baltimore bequeaths her dignity to Helen Palmer. Item 13. Bob Stevens leaves his wise cracks to Mark Sanders. Item 14. Dorothy Chambers leaves the task of editing next year’s annual to her successor. Item 15. Mildred Holman leaves her quiet and retiring ways to Mary Allison. Item 16. Jeanette Ingle bequeaths her irresistible giggle to Dorothy Stevens. Item 17. All members of the class not previously specified do hereby will and bequeath all their known evasions, alibis, vices, and superfluities, without the least reserva- tion, to Mr. Hudson with the earnest request that he keep them in trust, sacred and inviolate, for all time and for all future generations that may struggle over the road that we have just passed. Duly recorded and signed this Twenty-ninth Day of May, 1929, in the absence of witnesses. 24

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 STRATTON BLANCHE Commercial Glee Club Girls’ Athletics Ciris’ league Commercia 1 Club “Laugh, ami the world laughs with you. THRIFT BOY1) General Debate Glee Club “I my Mamma and my teachers love mg, that’s all I want.” 1I0LKMAN MILDRED Com mercial Commercial Club Cirls' League ({iris’ Ath. Assn. “A reserved girl— but, for whom.” GAITHER RUTH General Entered from Bend High. Bend, Ore. “Practice makes perfect.” GREGORY JEAN Commercial Girls' Glee Club Commercial Club Girls’ League “She puts her trou- ble in the bottom of her heart and smiles.” SMITH VIVA Foreign Language ({iris’ League Ho!» Ee. Club “I love men, not men — ‘There’s a reason’.” NANCE IRENE General Commercial Club Glee Club “The charm of her presence was lef when she left.” IIULSHOF RICHARD History Boys’ Ath. Assn, “({’iris worrv me but little.” METZGER KATHRYN Commercial ({iris’ League Commercial Club High School Orch, Girls’ Orchestra “Diligence is the mother of good fortune.” McCRARY BLANCHE Science Commercial Club ({iris’ Ath. Assn, ({iris’ League “Be wise-worldly, but not worldly- wise.” BRAY LELA Com mercial V.- President ({iris’ Glee Club Whirlwind Staff Whirlwind Paper. Staff Commercial Club ({iris’ All-Star Basketball team Her aim in life is to 1m a private secretary. CADE EVELYN Com mercial Girls’ ({lee Club ({iris' League Commercial Club “Modesty reigns supreme.” HORSEY LOUISE Com mercial Girls’ Band ({iris League Girls’ Ath. Assn, ({iris’ Glt-v Club Commercial Club Always paddle your own canoe.” 23

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 Senior Prophecy It was in the year 2029 A. D. Great excitement prevailed in the civilized world. A great archeological discovery had been revealed. A tomb filled with the mummies of a once glorious age had been found. It was not till then that scientists learned that the pioneers of 1929—the Senior class of 29—had all perished in the dread Libyan Desert. One of the most astounding discoveries was a massive mummy with the strange hieroglyphics “OK. E. A. H.” inscribed upon it. We shall now travel to the tomb and see the contents of it: In a darkened room hewn out of living rock by hot air (used by Merle Nesbitt), the mummies rise up, and speak in sepulchral tones— “Well, fellow dust, it seems that we are disturbed. Let us recall our old times. Lena Cline, rise and speak! Tell what happened before you met us here, over a century ago.” “Mr. President Hauswirth, Percy Veal and I became as one in 1932. We were the proud parents of three children. Our home was a happy one, until one day Percy and I had a slight altercation, and he deserted me. I lived as best I could for a while. Hearing of this trek, I came thither, and here I am.” “Very sad, very sad,” quoth Hauswirth. “Now let us hear what the commissary director and guard of the Royal Jelly House has to say—. Mr. Brandeberry. “Years ago I became a ‘white wing’ in New York City, and because of my chosen career, Dorothy left me. This left me broken-hearted, and learning of this place, I came here. I can say no more,” sobbed Cedric. Next Walter called on the illustrious horse breaker of the cavalcade, Jack Carthey. “I spent the greater part of my life making toy airplanes. After a crash of one of them, in which my son became injured (OK! I forgot; yes, Jennie Bickman finally married me), I became a part of my old class on this last journey,” said Jack. “Now let us hear from Rex Gildow, who shall elucidate on the adventures of the ‘Inseparables,’ Earl LaRowe, Ralph McClain, “Wop” Hauswirth, and Lloyd Bates. All right, Rex. rWell, we formed a trading company to the East Indies, and all became rich and prosperous, until one day a swindler and bond sharper, (you all knew him as Bob Buchanan) usurped our territory and took all our money, and here we are broken both in pocketbook and mind. We do not trust a preacher’s son anymore. “My!” quoth Walter. “All of these stories are sad. If anyone has a glad story to tell, let us hear it now.” “Hey! Mr. President! I have a fine story to tell you. I had a good time!” cried Gordon Gilkey from the far corner of the room. “Well, Gordon,’ ’said Walter, “let us hear about it.” “I have been drawing my way through life,” continued Gordon. “I have drawn before kings, princes, and all the royalty of Europe. At times I have even been drawn before judges, but in spite of all I have been very happy.” “Now, let us hear from Carleton Sox, of whom we all had great expectations.” “Well,” said Carleton, “in 1942, I became President of the U. S. A. I was elected for two consecutive terms, but finally became ill. After my term had expired, I heard of this expedition and came here to die with the rest of the class.” “I see we have other distinguished persons in our midst. Now, Alison, have you anything to say?” “I?” boomed Alison. “I became the foremost woman lawyer in the United States, losing only one case out of over five hundred. I was prosecuting attorney for the 25