Bradford High School - Resume Yearbook (Bradford, OH)

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Senior Class History WHEN we entered high school back in September, 1924, we were only a bunch of sixty green Freshmen. We were very nervous and felt very small but none the less proud, for had we not earned our right to sit with the “big fellows?” We soon discovered all the ways the new seats could be tilted and then set out to industriously decipher the outline on the board so we could find our classrooms. After five minutes or so we felt very confident and walked into a room only to see a bunch of dignified (?) Seniors within. We hurried out, doubly quick and finally regained courage to try again until we found our room. Another confusing thing was the bell, but we soon learned to keep an ear open for it and by the end of the year, we could make as quick a get-away from our classes as any Senior. All of us were quite happy when at the end of the year we got our cards with the word Sophomore on them. This year, our second, the class had diminished to forty-eight. We took our revenge for the previous year on the innocent Freshies. It was a real pleasure for us to see them hurry out of our road and we felt very important until we met the Juniors and Seniors and then they unfeelingly disillusioned us. This year we had more time to give to school activities and we were well represented on the football and basketball teams. In our Junior year, we moved over with the Seniors and became upperclassmen. This year we came to the parting of the ways, some taking the commercial course and the rest of us the college preparatory course. One afternoon we took time off and formed our French club “Le Cercle Francais”, and the commercial students the “Rotary Club”. This year we also put on our Junior play and entertained the Seniors at the Junior-Senior reception. We all worked hard and were rewarded at the end of the year by being promoted to Seniors. This year we are Seniors, thirty-two of us. At last we are about to obtain the goal of all our high school life, graduation, but we sincerely regret to leave our old friends and schoolmates. Now, as we are about to leave high school forever, we regret that we have not made better useof our time while here. We hope we have made fit examples to be patterned after and that others may see our mistakes and avoid them. We wish to thank all our teachers and schoolmates for the loyal support they have given us. We have been very busy this year preparing our Annual and attending to the many details concerning graduation, but we still have had time to devote to athletics as is shown by the various teams. We also have not neglected scholarship and have tried very hard to do as a Senior should. We hope we have left no ill feelings and we wish all of our under-classmen the best of luck. J. B„ ’27.

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WILLIAM TUTTLE, “Bill”, “Webster” Class Basketball, '24, ’25; Lincoln Literary Society, ’25; Basketball, '26, ’27; Annual Staff. ’27; Rotary Club, '27. Tud is a gallant lad, a .star at basketball; For liking him we really cannot blame Flieky at all. OPAL YATES, “Bill”, “Winnie” Le Cercle Francais, ’25; Lincoln Literary Society, ’25; Girl Reserve, ’26, ’27; Rotary Club, ’27; Annual Staff, ’27; Vice President of R. A. R., '27; Pow Wow Minstrel, ’26. “ Another one of those 1reserved ' whose finger bears a ring; Opal sure deserves the happiness we know it's bound to bring.' MAX WEAVER, “Speedy”, “Maurx” Class Basketball, ’24, ’25, ’26, ’27; Orchestra, ’24, ’25, ’26, ’27; L. L. S., ’25, ’26; Athletic Association, ’26, ’27; Rifle Club,’26; Annual Staff, ’27; Hi-Y,’27; Science Club, ’27; Scientific Research, ’27; Triple Entente, ’27. “ Why here's our champion fiddler, who likes to argue more; For a prize he certainly would have high score. HELEN ZIMMERMAN, “Tubby” Girl’s Glee Club, ’24; Class Basketball, ’26, ’27; Rifle Club, ’26; Girl Reserve, ’26; Lincoln Literary Society, ’25, ’26; Science Club, '27; Le Cercle Francais, '27; R. A. R., ’27. “She's plump, well admit it's true, But mighty fine and jolly too. 21

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Class Prophecy AS I picked up the evening paper I noticed that a new radio broadcasting station was to be opened that evening. Station B. H. S. Bradford, Ohio. This at once brought to memory my High School days and I started wondering about all of my classmates. What happy days we had spent together. More than twenty years had elapsed since we had assembled for the last time as a class. But now I was to hear from them all again. On the opening evening the station was to broadcast a 1927 class reunion. The occasion for this new station was the dedication and formal opening of a new college which was closely associated with our dear old B. H. S. It was the bright idea of Max Weaver (funny he never had any when he was in school) to hold this reunion in connection with the dedication. Every member of the class had been requested either to be present in person or else send a letter telling all about himself. I was more than two thousand miles away so I was unable to get to Bradford in time. But I had one consolation. I could tune in and hear all about my classmates. This was almost as good as being there in person. At six-thirty sharp I tuned in. At first I had a little difficulty getting the station but this was soon overcome. The first thing I heard was the announcer saying, “This is station B. H.S. broadcasting from the banquet room of the Hotel Looker.’’ How very familiar the voice sounded. It resembled Johnnie Brumbaugh’s voice. Could it be that he had given up riding a motorcycle and being a speed cop to broadcast? I listened more and grew quite sure that this was he. Sure enough in his opening address he told all about himself and said that he was married to Mary Cain. I was so glad to hear the he had married some one so near his own height.????? Before the banquet proper started he announced that we would be favored with a solo by the famous opera singer, Tilly DeWeese. I was especially glad to hear my old chum once again sing her sweetest love song. It was very fitting that our old class President, Jimmie Stichter should be the toastmaster. Such eloquent and technical language as he used was almost uncomprehendable to a common educated person like myself. But he was the same old Sti in spite of the fact that he had enough degrees after his name to reach across a page and was one of the best known lawyers in the East. It is hardly necessary to add that he was still Mary's little lamb. During the meal the music was furnished by Hughes’Syncopating Six. After his graduation Ed. had studied music and was now the leader of a famous syncopating orchestra. After the dinner the toastmaster arose and said that he had just received a telegram which read as follows, “Greetings to the Class of '27 ”. Signed Mrs. Frances Teeter Crowell, Selkirk, New York. On inquiry James found that she had married Maurice Crowell a Y. M. C. A. Sec’y. at Selkirk, N. Y. A letter of regret was read from Jack Miller. He said he was very sorry because he was unable to be there. He was the controlling member on the Board of Directors of the Standard Oil Company and a special meeting had been called for the same day as the Reunion and he would have to attend the board meeting. The only other member of the class that was not present beside myself was Bern Lyons. Every one knew without mentioning it that Bern was the head football coach at Harvard and as the Harvard-Yale game was on the following day he could not be present. When William Tuttle was called on he only said that Clorine could speak for both of them because she did most of the talking at their house. Flicky gave a very interesting toast on “Sweet William”. Just then a lot of static came in but I managed to get that Tud was a M. E. preacher and she was the president of the Ladies’ Aid. 23