Ashley High School - Ace Yearbook (Ashley, IN)

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HISTORY Two tottering old ladies were strolling in a park of a great metropolis in the Midwest. They came from different directions, stopping before a large monument. They stood peering up at it with dim eyes. It was a monument to an old school that had once stoud on this very spot. Tired by their long walk they each sat down upon a park bench. Courteously they stole glances at each other guessing how much older the other looked. Finally their eyes met and greatly to their astonishment they recognized each other, for they had once game to school together in this very place many y ars ago when Ashley was but a tiny village. And soon Jola Jean and Barbara were reflecting upon days long gone by. “Barbara, do you remember that hot day in September when 28 of us green freshmen started our upward climb? reflected Jola Jean. ““My goodness, I certainly do. That nice Kenneth Miller was elected president. I bet that was the first time the school ever had a red headed president. His hair was just fiery red. I saw him two years ago and he was a very bald successful dector. As I remember, Janet Wilhelm was vice-president, you were secretary and treasurer, and Beverly was reporter, Barbara said. ““Didn’t we choose Miss Cook to be our sponsor? I always thoug ht she was the best music teacher ever had. As I] recollect. wasn’t that the year when it was our misfortune te have Bob Bacon descend upon us from Central at Fort Wayne?’ asked Jola Jean, ““It was the follewing year that we elected him president. He was a good one, toc. Adele Lynch was secretary and treasurer, Beverly was again reporter, and who was vice-president? Let’s see. What was her name? She had blonde hair. Oh, I should be able to remember her name. Was it Beverly?- No, she wore glasses. Oh, yes, it was Mildred. And what was her last name? Hay---Hay--- Hay=--Hanes. That's it! ’ It was in the sophomore year that Bob Wolf, Herbert Miller, and Paul Stoy decided that they had enough book ‘Yarmia' and left school. “TI wonder what ever become of Betty Jo Moore and Joan Robbins when they moved away. Betty Jo moved to Pleasant Lake, but I lost track of her after that. It was that year also that Clellie Smart moved to Fremont, “ That was really a big year, for we won the sectional tournament. Gee, that was really something. Remember we had a snake dance the following Monday? I don't think I shall ever forget it.

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CLASS HISTORY-Continued ‘ Say, Jola Jean,’’ asked Barbara, ‘ wasn't Miss Wood our class sponsor who helped us select our class rings?' ’ Yes, we received them in our junior year while we were working on our play. Remember some of the hilarious times we had during play practices like Bob falling through the bookcase? Remember those eerie green eyes that glowed in the dark? That was really a spooky place when the tiger was on the loose. ‘Tiger House’ was really a fitting mame for the play.”’ Barbara commenced to stammer, °‘Who--Who was our sponsor, his name was Gaylord, ah----- Gaylord,----- ah----- oh---what was his name? It had some- thing to do with a game. My memory never was very gdéod. Oh, what was his name? It wasn't Soccer, or Ping Pong, or Hockey. Was it Tennis. That’s it. Tennis, Gaylord Tennis.’’ I don’t suppose you are able to remember who our class officers were? It seems as though they were Gerald Ladd as president, Rita Bender as vice- president, Belva Getts as secretary, Mildred as reporter, and I was treasurer.’’ ‘ Do you remember who came and left our class that year? It all seems so dim---too dim. They always said I was dim witted.”’ ‘‘Andrew Pefferkorn and Gene McGrew joined us from the Senior class,’’ Jola Jean answered. ‘‘Adele Lynch moved to Kendallville and Pat Hartman took her place. Marjorie Miller and Everitt Freed quit. Than Frank Holse joined us from Salem. ’ Barbara reflected, ‘ We sold ice cream and candy during our junior year in order to entertain the seniors at the annual banquet which was held at the Fort Wayne Women’s club. The decoration theme was a May Pole and the color was gold and white. I remember we sent part of the center piece to Everitt Freed, who was then suffering from rheumatic fever. Who were the speakers? I don’t quite remember ?'’’ Wasn't it Mr. Frederick and what was his name, he was the county super- intendent? Oh, I know, Mr. Carl Stallman. Mr. Stallman, especially liked out entertainment program. Remember we had a dance review, which especially pleased the boys, and a Barber Shop Quartet. ’ Then came the great year, the senior year, the last lap of the journey. That’s easier to remember. That was the year Bob Bacon was president, I was secretary and treasurer and Beverly Deter was reporter, and then was elevated to editor-in-chief of the ‘Red and Blue’ staff. ’ Jola Jean remaixed, ‘‘It was that year Lois Farver quit and right before the second semester Bessie Silberg quit and got married. We had a shower for her and it was so much fun that all the girls decided to have a mass wedding, because it was leap year,”’ ‘ Remember the joyous day we received our senior play, ‘Wedding Spells’? Everyone was 50 happy and excited about it, they could hardly wait to get started on it. What fun we had.”’