Brookfield High School - Echo Yearbook (Brookfield, OH)

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L-AF--3 A -ECHO-f . E., CLA SS PIIOPH ECI' fC0ntinuedj From a radio, in a shop window, nearby, came the voice of' Frank Golaske announcing that Beulah Newt-on and her Banjo Babies would play-- Let's Do Things and Neva Patterson would sing- Oh, for the Land of Barbecues. The musical numbers were followed by a talk on More Baskets -by Eliza- beth Evans. Across the street, this sign- George Nicholas- Merciless Dentist pend- ed into the street. Near the Dentists' office wa.s the Beauty .Salon of Sophie Callas and in the next block stood the National Bank of which Joe Murcko is president. These :familiar names and faces instilled a spirit of' restlessness into my being, so it was with nervous satisfaction that I hailed the first taxi-cab that came along and told the driver I just wanted to go places. He drove to tlhe show ground where the ' Highest Paid circus troupes had pitched their tents. Imagine my surprise, wihen in paying the chauffeur I glanced up and saw that he was none other than Cloid Couts. Good Fortune seemed t.o smile upon me that day, for as I entered the Circus Gates I saw Lila Foreman, New York's youngest and most popular Society Matron, talking to Chuck Dunkerly, the famous Railroad Magnate. Lila t.old me she had just received a letter from Genevieve Hill, who is kept very busy at her Studio in Greenwich Village and Genevieve had told her tha.t Mary Emily Phillips, the Colleen Moore of our Senior Class, together with Irene Biondy had es'tablished a Make-Up Relief Hospital on the top of' Beverly Hills. As we walked over the show grounds, the familiar voice of Al. Nagy came to our ears. He was introducing Hromyak, the greatest of magicians, who would now exhibit some ol' the feats Houdini couldn't learn. In the crowd of interested spectators, w-e found Regina Fejes who said she had just arrived. Regina was bubbling over with excitement. She had seen Helen Locke, the Athletic Coach of New York University, and Dorothy Melnick, th-e swimming coach of that same University. Ding Hall, she told us, was over on the field back of the show grounds 'taking people up in his aeroplane to an elevation of 5000 feet. Lila and I decided to go up, and as we were about to step into the plane, Charles Branfleld--that enterprising New York Undertaker-- slipped two of his cards into our pockets. I can't say whether Ding cheated us out of the tail-spin or not, for when I again knew life, I was lying upon a bed in the City Hospital. Esther Mac- Cleery, the head nurse was applying ice packs to my head, while Beatrice Houston, our Pharmacist was making up some pills. I know just how you feel said the clear voice ol' our cheerleader, I went up with Ding yesterday. Then why aren't you in bed too? I asked, but looking up into those large brown eyes of Lucille Callahan's I needed no answer--for I know--you ca.n't keep an Irishman down. ----Lillian Hake X I H' :ur A-' 't'g ' 5 Oil' Lx Twen ty-th ree

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X lv- 1,.. W Q i fi Twentv-ix? 1 Y l 9 5 O of f be eff- fECHOf- SENIOR CLASS HlS'I'0R'l' fllontinuedj We are proud to claim among our ranks, Helen Locke, Captain of the en on the all-county basketball team, All in all four Senior girls, and four Senior boys lettered in basketball and five boys in football. ! Girls' Basketball teamg Elizabeth Evans and Dorothy Melnick, who were chos- Many Clubs of the high school have several Seniors as members. Many Sqeniors are members of the Glee Clubs. Two members of the class were on the Debate team. And now, as the year draws to a close, we regretfully bid goodbye to dear old Brookfield High. So Classmates, stand together, As heartily we raise, One loyal song at parting In Alma Mater s praise. May fortune smile upon her May men her name enthrone And we forever cherish Her honor as our own. YLucille Callahan. f 9 i ass ropheey I like to dream of wealth And of ships that come in from sea Laden with jewels and beautiful glass But happier I drink to the health Of a Muse who can furnish me With dreams of my Senior Class. Dazed as I always am I at facing Judge Whitcraft in the Court Room ion Shorthand writer, taking notes of the trial. How suprised I was to see that Tom Davis was the Prosecuting Attorney. When we were Seniors at Brookfield High everyone predicted that Stinky would be a comedian, and now, there he was rattling off trans-continental sentences that were so complicated a Philadelphia LaWyer.couldn't under- stand them. His speech was suddenly broken by the ringing of the noon whistle and Judge Whitcraft, deeply in sympathy with the appetite of man- kind, dismissed the case. y I wandered out of the Court House, into the Warmth of an early June Sun, conscious of the fact that 1 had been acquited of whatever misdemeanor it was that Leo Luchetti, Professor of History in Columbia U., had accused me. As I stepped into the street whom did I meet but Helen Shannon, chic in a. smart sport suit., and behind her was, the ever faithful, Hugh McConnell, carrying two traveling bags, labeled Hollywood. V y S y of Detention prospects and Watched Bernice Henderson, the World's Champ-

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gen- ...aO:g....,... Class i We, the Class of '30 of Brookfield High School, being of full age and I sound mind, do make, publish and declare this to be our last will and test- amentz- V To the faculty as a whole, we leave the dear old school building to make I whoopie in ----- To Mr. Emery we leave the radio, with one request-wkeep it. turned on so that th-e music, stealing in by wa.y of the heaters will pep up some dreary classroom. To Mr. Whitcraft we leave the glorious memory of having been the home room teacher of such an illustrious, studious, and well-mannered class as the Seniors of 1930??'? - To Coach Koppel we leave our sincere wish-es for success with his athletic teams and may they bring all kinds of honor and more Championship cups to our dear old Alma Mater. The whole Senior Class leaves enough money to buy Miss Wagoner fm basketball. To Mr. White we leave our Congratulations and Best Wishes in case the wedding bells start clanging next year. To Miss Caldwell who has had to suffer with our acquaintance for two hard, weary years, we leave, the best of luck. To next year's Senior Class we leave our battle scarred seats in the Sen- ior Room. To the Juniors we leave all our hopes that they may become bigger and better than us in every way. QTry and do it..j To the Sophomores we leave a little advice: Push, Pull, or get out of the way. To the Freshmen we will our coura.ge, ability, perseverence and what r F not. Dorothy Melnick leaves her basketball ability to Mabel Lunn. Lucille Callahan wills her position as cheer leader to Betty Hendricks. Lila Foreman wills her job in Mr. Emery's office, to any who is strong enough to stand the long hours and strenuous work she had to put up with! Charles Branfield leaves his drag with the teachers to James Foreman. S Andrew Hromyak gives his Hbrutish way with the women to Alden Ba- ker. Hugh McConnel wills his WIT to either Harry Lohr or Johnny Komlos-- which ever one needs it most. Cloid Couts leaves his John Gilbert ways to Stanley Hacker. QOhl you Hackerj We leave all the old calendars, -educational posters and what have you, T hanging in the Senior Room, to Mr. Figley, to do with as he sees fit. Signed. Sealed. and witnessed thereof, bv the members of the Class of Nineteen-Hundred and Thirty. H ---Regina Fejes af'-ef .1 if he-719501 ' 0 Twenty-four