Buchanan High School - Pines Yearbook (Buchanan, MI)

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Prophecy for the Class of '33 Doris Campbell While leisurely poking around in one of those souvenir booths that are so numerous at fairs, 1 happened upon a gaily spotted china elephant which intrigued me. Picking it up, I examined it at closer range. World's Fair Exposition of 1953, it stated in decisive leters. I was just return- ing it to its place when-crash!!-and it lay shattered at my feet. With admirable control I counted resolutely to ten and then cahnly turned to see who had so rudely and carelessly bumped by arm. I looked squarely into the face of-Freddie Portz! To say I was delighted upon seeing an old chum after so many years would be putting it mildly. After an appre- ciable lapse of time, I chanced to ask if she had heard about any of the kids in our graduating class. Boy, I sure hit it then, 'cause Fred had heard everything, and a lot more, too! Stretch Gladwish had obtained a job as a lamplighter in Vienna. Dee Weaver had become very wealthy from posing for toothpaste ads. Mar- jory Campbell and Charlie Blake were collaborating on a new book to be published under the title, Rolling Pins, As They Should Be Thrown and Dodged. Madeline Hamilton was head of the Daisy Orphanage. Marie Ellis was employed there as music and physical ed. instructor, while Wayne Smith helped out in the kitchen. Sam Denno and Mary Louise Beardsley owned a notorious speakeasy where Bernice Newsom and Jennie Smith were billed as Torch Singers. Butter-ball Bachman ran the Lorraine Lingerie Shoppe. Josephine Dunlap and Sonny Riley had set out together as missionaries to con- vert the heathen. Helen Mogford was driving the city water sprinkler as a last resort for employment. Eddie Rolen was telling bedtime stories over a nation-wide hook-up. Louis Morse was teaching sewing at Oshkosh U. Rosemary Thompson had passed her civil service exam to keep rowboats off the rocks at Indian Lake. Marvin Gross had finally managed to accumulate enough credits in order to graduate from old B. H. S. Tom Marrs was pastor in the Little Red Church house where his loving wife, the former Ani.ta Andrews, devoutly led the choir. Bob Ellis was starring in Shakes- pearian roles, and his balcony scene with Vivian Russell in Romeo and Juliet was superb! Charlie Cripe had taken to driving a horse and buggy in his old age. John Colvin and Howard Currier were knocking 'em in the aisles with their interpretation of the Hula Hula! Maurie Aronson and Bill Bromley were demonstrators of portable folding tooth brushes. Alene Riley and Vivianne Wissler were chambermaids in the Home for the Aged. Pete Donley was esteemed far and wide as president for the Barber's Union. Glen Jesse had been impetuously wooing Emily Wales for the last ten years when she up and turns him down for Norman Barbour! Richard Koenigshof held the honorable position of Poet Laureate of England. Beryl Shipley and Marion Mitchell were over in Russia, greatly interest- ed in Reds, Communism, and Nudist Colonies. Edwin Arthurhultz was a snake charmer in India. Both Marjorie Shreve and Mary Richter were resigned spinsters who spent their days in knitting fancy ties for the starving Armenians. Joe Dunlap had found solace for his aching heart in a monastery where he had fled after Dorothy Vincent had turned him down for the seventh time. fContinued on page 311 Seventeen

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The junior play loomed before us! Could we give a play as good as our predecessors had, even though Depression was hanging on? Through the careful directing of Miss Helen Hanlin, Are You a Mason '? was pre- pared. Would we have a crowd? We did, and the play was a great suc- cess. Our next task and privilege was to give the seniors a great send off from the familiar grove of pines into the unfamiliar world. Did we have them a party? Just ask the graduates of '32! The BIG year has arrived! We are under the shade of the last old fa- miliar pine, and it seems only too soon that we shall leave its protection. It seems only yesterday that we entered the grove of pines as the first grade when the accompanying picture was taken at the Little School. We, the dignified seniors of '33, elected for president, Bob Gladwish, Lee Donley, vi.ce-president, Bob Ellis, secretary, and again Maurie Aronson, treasurer. The class has been well represented in athletics and debating. Thus we leave the old grove of pines, feeling and hoping that we have lived up to our motto, I gains strength as it goes. We Can't Use Them-Maybe You Can Stretch bequeaths his height to Spencer Coleman, Glen, his wavy hair to Donald Burrus, Doris, her sarcasm to Ruth Cripe, Mary Louise, her boisterousness to Bob Willard, Pete Donley, his football captaincy to Bill Frame, Marvin, his gift of gab to Dan Topash, Bob Ellis, his tendency to squawk to Louie Leiter, Bob Upham, his black hair to Eddie Spasek, Chuck Blake, his cleverness to Dick Schram, Freddie Portz, her height to Caroline Hattenbach, Marjory Campbell, her ability as a poet to Una Kelley, Marjorie Shreve, her boy friends to Peggy Merrefield, Marjorie Pennell, her giggle to Albie Webb, Louie and Lauren, their athletic ability to the McClellan twins, George Zachman, his timidity to Fred Riley, And the senior class, its dignity l?J to the junior class. Sixteen

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Eighteen