Angola High School - Key Yearbook (Angola, IN)

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First row: Jack Parrish, Carolyn Hull. James Watkins, Miriam Shoup, Wilbur Simpson. Second row: Richard Preston. Pauline Jackson, Max Kemmerling. Third row: Evelyn Whitlock. Raymond Mote, Lucille Goodrich. Fourth row: Jack Goudy, Aileen Casebeer. I ean Wilson. Fifth row: Charlotte SufYel, Adeline Courtney. Olen Zeigler, Wanda De-Lancey. Iren - Klcss. John Duck wall. Ilene Kiess. Sixth row: Velma Griffin, Thomas Dolph, LoKravne Shank. Betty Gaskill, Leo Adams. Evelyn Hutcliins, Wymond Castner. Seventh row: Mary K. Orwfgf, Evelyn Brown, Virginia Shull, Doris Beaver, Fred Mann, Margaret Jackson. Eighth row: Ruth Roberts, Viola Lydy, Edwin Wallace, Raymond Shoup, Margaret Pence, Herbert Brown. Ninth row: Warren Care, Phyliss Zimmerman. Gilbert Saunders, Edith Rowe, Gordon Cary. Della Varner, Harold Meyers, Pauline Kope. Tenth row: Evelyn Hubbell. Robert Kingery, Esther O’Brien, Ned Sher-rick, Helen Wyatt, Rex Ferris. Pauline Sellers, Marvin Green. Page twenty-four

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SALUTATORY Welcome, Success!” Friends: We, the senior class of 1935, wish to welcome yon to our class day exercises. At this time may we express our sincere appreciation of the thoughtfulness you have shown as our high school days draw to a close. We welcome you with the remembrance of all the things that you have done in the past four, or, shall I say, twelve years, to give us this great opportunity, that we might be better able to cope with this world that we are about to face. As we welcome you to this, our class day, there is a deeper welcome that we wish to express, the welcome of the future, its hardships, its lessons, and its successes. This is our graduation from a period of preparation and the beginning or commencement of a new and more complicated life and, we hope, a most complete life. We are eager to be graduated, not because we have disliked the experiences of the past four years, for undoubtedly they have been more pleasing than any we shall ever have, but because we are easier to be beginning something new and entirely different. Soon after we are graduated, we shall undertake the choice and pursuit of one line of work. We have, in the past, been liberalists, gathering a little knowledge along a great many lines, but now we shall become specialists, learning all that is possible along one line of endeavor. Some of us will delay the attack on the hard knocks of life for a short while by furthering our education in fundamentals at colleges and universities. Others of us will start to fight the long, uphill road to success at once, learning by experience, which, it is said, is the best teacher after all. Either path mentioned, we trust, will lead to the same climax, the climax to everyone’s ambition, success. Success! But what is success? This question has been faced and answered by millions. Everyone in this world with ambition is aiming at the one last step in the stairway of life, success. Ts the capitalist with his millions successful ? The question is asked. Yes, the answer comes, but the man who runs the corner grocery is a success also, as is anyone who can look at a completed task and say, “That was my best effort.” Then, as we reason further along this line, we realize that to be successful does not essentially mean to have control over millions of dollars, but to be independent, to be able to meet all one’s obligations, social, moral, and financial, and to be able to say that something has been done to raise one's family, nation, or race to a little higher level. Success — the magic word, success—at which we, the class of ’35, are aiming! May we remember these words of .Marcus Aurelius: “Forward as the occasion offers. Never look around to see whether any shall note it. . . . Be satisfied with success in even the smallest matter, and to think that even such a result is no trifle.” Again we wish to express our happy and sincere welcome to you, our friends, and to the life that we are about to face, equipped with the tools with which you have provided us. —Gerald King. P a k e twenty- three

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4 umor? w o Jack Parrish—He debates with veteran skill. Carolyn Hull—An excellent ’cello player. James II. Watkins—Did you mention a saxophone? Miriam Shoup—She drives a car. Wilbur Simpson — Hero of “Whoofen-poof.” Richard Preston — Remember “Doggone”? Pauline Jackson—Her smile is sweet. Max Kemmerling, “Maxie”—Our basketball forward. Evelyn Whitlock, “Whit”—She doesn’t worry. Raymond Mote, “Mopy” — “Skeege. Weege, Wlioo!” Lucille Goodrich—Little and pretty. Aileen Casebeer, “Casey” — An athletic miss. Betty Gaskill—Boys, watch out! Jack Goudy, “Toad”—The junior Beau Brummel. Dean Wilson—Choice of the sophomore girls. Irene Kiess—Just one of “Three of Us.” John Duckwall—A Rubinoff. Ilene Kiess—Another of “Three of Us.” Leo Adams—Our third baseman. Evelyn Hutchins—She plays a violin. Wymond Castner—Hero of the Scout world. Doris Beaver—Gone but not forgotten. Fred Munn—A manual training expert. Margaret Jackson—She’ll be a famous artist. Raymond Shoup—Our newsboy. Margaret Pence—A trigonometry shark. Herbert Brown—Member of the F. F. A. Pauline Kope—Serious and steady. Della Varner—Miss Young’s delight. Harold Meyers—The “slide” of the German band. Gordon Cary—A clarinetist. Edythe Rowe—Phyliss's pal. Ned Sherrick—He has a Ford. Helen Wyatt—A pal of everyone’s. Rex Ferris—Tiny but powerful. Pauline Sellers—She makes good cakes. Marvin Green—President of the F. F. A. Gilbert Saunders, “Gib”—Our basketball star. Esther O’Brien—Remember the vocational skits? Phyliss Zimmerman—She makes lovely dresses. Evelyn Ilubbell—She gets the A’s. Robert Kingery—He wears his heart on his back. Raymond Care—He’ll be an oil man. Edwin Wallace—A practical person. Viola Lydy—She sells “dainty frocks.” Ruth Roberts—Adeline’s girl friend. Mary Kathryn Orwig—Our pianist. Evelyn Brown—Arnold’s choice. Virginia Shull—Flaming tresses are becoming. LoRrayne Shank — She gets the Tri-Staters. Thomas Dolph—Brokaw’s assistant. Velma Griffin—An ardent basketball fan. Charlotte Snft'el—A future Ritz beautician. Adeline Courtney—Editor of the Spectator. Olen Zeigler—lie’s usually looking for Charlotte. Wanda DeLancy — An auburn-haired miss. Virginia Kohl—A beauty with dancing feet. Walie Seely—Women have a way with them. Perry Bush—“Will it be sugar or carrots, madam?” Page twenty-five