Angola High School - Key Yearbook (Angola, IN)

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sides the routine announcements he stated that the newly organized sym- phony orchestra conducted by Lucy Ellerr Handy would broadcast this evening from this building, featuring also on the program the famous string trio, Alvena Certain, violin; Mary Jane Damlos, cello; and Vir- ginia Goodrich, piano. I imagine Mr. Trumbull is proud of his former students. Mary Elizabeth Jackson was publicity manager for these four girls. As we left the Sky Room and descended in the elevator, we de- cided to get off at the twenty-fifth floor, where George Ryan was stag- ing certain scientific experiments for some representatives of a prom- inent science league. Also on the same floor was the American Publish- ing Company headed by none other than Betty Kemmerling, that suc- cessful woman executive. Betty was now interested in publishing the works of that noted author, Andrew Braxton. Harriett Braxton was also in the same office supplying the illustrations for her brother ' s books and doing a little writing of her own on the side. Betty Kemmerling informed me that Marcella Eggleston, lantha Abramson and Lucille Dunham owned a very profitable tea room here in the city. These girls always could cook; they were all good home ec. students as I remembered. While in Betty ' s office I was looking through a magazine rack and came upon a certain new popular magazine and I found to my wonder the editor was our own Naomi Wisner, ably assisted by Betty Crothers and Geneva Eisenhour, who were on the Hornet staff. How well I re- membered the Hornet, our old high school paper! Why, no wonder the magazine cover struck me as being so attractive! It was designed by Rose Wiggins, commercial artist. Perhaps the greatest surprise of all came when 1 learned whose office was on the twenty-third floor. It couldn ' t be, but it was that of Robert Myers, that famous automobile manufacturer. Why, he must be worth millions! Who could have predicted this? He had just put out a super streamline model and Wynn Hensel was testing it for him. Bob White was conducting chemical experiments in the factory laboratory which was located just outside New York. Bob Myers surely was making things tough for H. F. Say, no wonder the Myers ' books balance! They couldn ' t do otherwise with accountant Max Gray on the job. Good old bookkeeping da) ' s! Betty Lou Ries was in complete charge of advertis- ing material for the company while Doris Jarboe headed the Myers ' efficient corps of secretaries. Jack Turner was responsible for the de- signing of the new car and was working on a design that would revolu- tionize automobile manufacturing. Also working in the Myers ' fac- tory was Ora Sierer, who was in charge of the assembly line. Max Spangle was certain ly flying high, so I heard. He had a job piloting one of the clippers that made the hop across the Atlantic and back. Nice work, Maxie! Of course, Virginia Care was in Hollywood. She was a glamorous movie star, and running in the contest for those to be picked for the part of Red O ' Maro in Gone with the Storm. I surely hope she got it! She shouldn ' t let an English star steal the bacon. Yes, I do smell bacon and it ' s burning. Don ' t tell me I ' ve been snoozing again! With my lunch burning and all this cramming for final exams! Gee, then all this was only a dream. But I wonder if perhaps it might come true. Don ' t you? -Calista Creel. Page Tuciity-three

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b v ouU iji The Empire State building, Broadway, and the great White Way! Yes, it was New York with all its skyscrapers and wonderful sights. Here I was in this glamorous city about to enter Rockefeller Center in the year 1949. As I entered the door I immediately spied a huge sculp- tured figure, and who should be the sculptress but Lola Miller. I strode across the huge room to the elevators and to my amazement heard Alarion Wallace yelling, Up please. Marion an elevator boy! I guess he just wasn ' t cut out to be a farmer and after all the ag. he took in Angola High School! Crowded into the rising elevator I suddenly became acutely aware of a sort of mumbling sound which seemed vaguely familiar. Why, of course, it was Bob Craig going over his latest oration to be given before a certain Senate committee next week. Just think — I went to school with Bob! I got off on the fifth floor and just outside the door I noticed a huge placard, which read — Baseball Game Today — Cubs vs. New York Yankees. Then followed the lineup for the teams. Was it pos- sible? Yes, there it was in bold type, Kenny German and Owen Mote pitching for the Yankees with Bill Toar Rhinesmith assisting on third base and Don Boyd on second. But what ' s this! Dayton Hensel, man- ager of the Yankees, wishes to state the proceeds will go for the annual charity drive. I just had to see that game. It reminded me of the good old games Angola used to play down at the ball diamond. I went down the hall and stopped in front of a huge door — James Morse, M. D., office hours 1:00 to 5:00. Well, Jim had come through. We all knew he wanted to be a medical man; we even got to calling him Doc back in 1939. I stepped inside the door and was greeted by Sec- retary Virginia Dunham. That shorthand and typing certainly came in handy! I sat down to wait for the doctor but not for long, because in a few minutes Katie Lou Bryan came through the door of Jim ' s inner office. Katie was the owner of an exclusive Fifth Avenue dress shop with Delores Liniger and Ruth Blackburn designing the fashionable costumes. Katie told me there wasn ' t a doctor in th world like Jim. Why, he ' d cleared up her nervous condition in two rnonths! She asked me to have lunch with her in the Sky Room and said that she ' d wait until I ' d seen Jim. Finally my time came. I was admitted to the inner office and immediately my eyes fell on Jim surrounded by a group of nurses, name- ly Betty June Rensch, Eleanor Mielke, and Ruth Badger. I also learned that just yesterday Maxine Fanning and Marian Scoville had left to fill some surgical vacancies at the city hospital. I stayed but a few minutes, then rejoined Katie. Again I was in the elevator going up and up, to the top floor. It nearly took my breath away! Finally we reached the Sky Room and were met by the head waiter. Dale Campbell, who be- cause we were old pals of his, gave us the best table. We had just been seated and had ordered our lunch when the dancing began, the music being furnished by Bob Zimmerman ' s zippy swing band. Richard Zeigler was playing trombone; Dean Brooks, trumpet; Tommy Hanselman, flute; and Eldon Andrew, sax; a pretty good percentage of the whole band were A. H. S. grads. It was certainly a smooth sounding outfit with Eleanor Miller as vocalist. The Band went on the air in fifteen minutes with Bob Horton announcing. Be- Pa:u- Tuenty-lwo

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t XX ill cyind e?{.ame n{. a : We, the Senior Class of Angola High School, do hereby make our last will and testament, passing to the underclassmen our outstanding abihties and many of the articles useful and otherwise we had in our four years of high school. We hope that those who have received material gains from our last will and testament will appreciate them and use them to the best of their advantage. Some names, characteristics or incidents found in this will and testament may be wholly fictitious and in no way connected with real life. Therefore we arc not re- sponsible, and do not intend to be defendants in any libel or slander suit brought against us. I, Bill Rhinesmith, do hereby will and bequeath my position as class sergeant-at- arms or chief bouncer to Bud Bell. I, Thomas Hanselman, do hereby will and bequeath my ability to drive Fords to Baxter Oberlin. I, Max Gray, do hereby will and bequeath the old alarm clock I used to get in early nights in order to stick to training rules to Dick Bender. I, Jack Tucker, do hereby will and bequeath my questionable ability to beat the drums to Bob (Jitterbug) Seely. I, Owen Mote, do hereby will and bequeath my speed and agility to Red Rose. I, Max Spangle, do hereby will and bequeath my ability to sleep and type at the same time to Bettie Bassett. I, Wynn Hensel, do hereby will and bequeath my undying love and devotion to the fairer sex to Joe Holderness. I, Mary Jane Damlos, do hereby will and bequeath my cello seat to Barbara Reese. I, Lucy Ellen Handy, do hereby will and bequeath my position on the honor roll to Suzanne Whitehouse. I, Betty Crothers, do hereby will and bequeath my jolly disposition to Jane Summers. I, George Ryan, do hereby will and bequeath my collections of butterflies, roaches, and other bugs to John Keckler. I, Robert White, do hereby will and bequeath my tuba mouthpiece to Bill Hopkins. I, Kenneth German, do hereby will and bequeath my much used pitching glove to Daryl Kling. I, Lola Miller, do hereby will and bequeath my ability to draw and model to Joan Roush. L Dean Brooks, do hereby will and bequeath my ability to remain a high school bachelor to Elden Kelly. I, Donald Boyd, do hereby will and bequeath my formula for curly hair to Ernie Pence. L Doris Jarboe, do hereby will and bequeath my ability to make people wonder if I am sleeping or thinking to Madolynn Myers. L Ruth Blackburn, do hereby will and bequeath my ability to saw the viola to Miriam Simpson. I, Virginia Care, do hereby will and bequeath my debate cards and great dramatic ability to Annette Morse. I, Dayton Hensel, do hereby will and bequeath a large bottle of wave set to DeVon Reese (He needs it). I, Marcella Eggleston, do hereby will and bequeath my ability to sew to Aliene Agner. L Dale Campbell, do hereby will and bequeath my ability to blush to Raymond Thompson. I, Mary E. Jackson, do hereby will and bequeath my ability to get into small places to Marian Champion. I, Geneva Eisenhour, do hereby will and bequeath my pep to Roslyn Reese. I, Katie Lou Bryan, do hereby will and bequeath my collection of tie pins, class rings, etc., to Wandalee Abel. fa: c Twc ' iity-fotir