Butler High School - Tropaeum Yearbook (Butler, IN)

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My train is about to leave-I'll get on. I guess I'll sit by these ladies and their children-my two old buddies, Joan and Vera! After exchanging hearty greetings I was introduced to their children and also learned the lucky gentlemen's name to be Dick Dove and Don Voss. Joan pointed out the window to a hospital which we were passing and said that Bob Ginder was the president of it. The beautiful big bridge leading to it she said was constructed by the Bryant Engineering Company. As we neared Chicago, a plane zoomed crazily over the train. Vera said it was Wendell Bell, a test pilot who after 500 crack-ups applied for a license. My two buddies left me at Chicago. I settled down in my .seat thinking I was left alone to continue my jour- ney to Long Beach, California, when the conductor, who had been eyeing me since I got on the train, stopped at my seat and said, Haven't I met you somewhere before? Then I recognized Myron Love. Myron sat down be- side me and boasted what a good engineer the train hadelater I learned that it was Earl Keller. Suddenly the train gave an awful lurch and every passenger, including myself, was thrown out in the aisle with the luggage on top of them. I struggled to get up while Betty Turner, eager to apply her first aid lessons on a victim, was tying my legs and arms in bandages. Betty said the acci- dent was caused by Garcile Smith, now a famous movie star, who had stalled her car on the tracks. As no one was seriously hurt, we proceeded on to Kansas City. I had two hours to pass there so I caught a taxi and went to the stage show up- town. Much to my surprise, the cast consisted of some of my old school- mates, such as Deloris Dailey with her magic violin-accompanied by Ber- dena Souder on the piano. The Ault twins Ruth and Ruby, were greatly appreciated when they sang The Best Tunes Of All Move To Carnegie Hall. The all-girl orchestra included Irene Ginder, lst bass player and Grace Hose, golden-voiced soprano. The show lasted longer than I thought and I raced back just in time to catch my train. I slumped exhaustedly into a seat when who should I see staring oddly at me but Norma Spake and Woodena Fifer. After we became acquainted with each other again, Woodena told me she and Norma were keeping Old Maid's Hall where they held a big party for all the old bachelors in the city, every week. As I grew tired of their constant chatter I excused myself and went to seek silence in the lounge room. There I met Theda Baldwin who told me she was enroute to the coast to sketch a picture of the President. As you remember, Theda was quite a gossip, so I gathered the news she knew. She told me Jean Naitzka and Josephine Schuller were working in Bob Ginder's hospital, Jean as chief dietitian and Jo as Superintendent of Nurses. We parted and I went to seek my room for the night. All went well until about 3 o'clock in the morning when a blood curdling scream came down the hall to my room. As I rushed out into the hall I ran into Mar- jorie Lott who also was trying to find out what was going on. Page Twenty

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Oberlin and Vera Houck performed the duties of president and secretary- treasurer respectively. Now we have Richard Hollinger as our president, Donald Webb, vice presidentg Vera Houck, secretary and Richard Frakes. treasurer. To lead us in patriotic work the student body chose Vera Houck as '!Miss Butler. She and her assistants directed our sale of War Bonds and Stamps, in which Butler High went 'Lover the top exceeding all estimates of the faculty. Various salvage campaigns were also sponsored. The years we have been together bind us into a solid group of friends. We shall be faced with the hurricane of war and our work against a com- mon foe must be well done. Imbued with the goldcn friendships formed, the excellent instruction received, we will put our happy school days behind to prove our worth to the world. Lynn Blackwell. CLHSS PROPHECY IT'S 1953 and I am in Grand Central Station waiting on a train. The war is over. Troops are returning from occupation of Europe. People are milling by. I think I will look and see who is getting off this train, My! What snappy uniforms! Why it's Col. Richard Frakes, Master Sgt. Bob Ridge and Commanding Officer, Don Webb. tDon never did intro- duce us to '4Rosie, the girl he used to skate the moonlight waltz with at The Silver Moon Skating Rink! There are some more former classmates. P. F. C. Raymond Slentz, Lt. Jack Yates, and good Buck Private Johnny Sherck. CI wonder if Raymond remembers way back in 1943 when, while riding with a classmate one night. he ran into another car. Strange!! I walked up to the depot clerk to ask about my train. The clerk was Richard Eakright. He reported that Jack Yates is still the same old wolf. Richard said that Johnny Sherck lost out in the race for Esther Spake's hand when Bob Ridge took over the situation. I wonder who that dignified well-dressed business man is? Why, Lloyd Carpenter! And he's head of the stock markets on Wall Street. Why, isn't that Gordon Oberlin who just brushed past me? There's Mayor Blackwell handing Mr. Carpenter the key to the city. Well, can you imagine that?- Opal Stuller and her brass band welcoming Mr. Carpenter to the city. Page Nineteen

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We organized ourselves into a little company and adanced slowly down the corridor. A large crowd had gathered around a spot in the dining room. Laura Cline, a F, B. I. agent was investigating the mysterious murder of a business man enroute to San Diego. Among the crowd was Professor Richard Coll with his twelve Boy Scouts. Soon everything settled down and we all went back to bed. The next day was a grand day and as I sat in the Pullman car looking out the window, I saw a strange vehicle coming toward the train. It was a tank! Who was inside? Who else but Loyal Miller! I arrived at my destination around noon. When I jumped off the train I was confronted by Eileen Carpenter who had come to meet me. We stopped uptown to shop around a bit before dining. Eileen led me to an exclusive dress shop which was owned by Donna Olds. Donna re- vealed to me that Lucille Miller is modeling for MGM while her husband, Richard Hollinger, is designing clothes for the models. Also Donna Cosper is Fred Astaire's new dancing partner. We departed, much to my dislike and went to dine at The Club Ameri- can, the proprietor being Kathryn Kandel. The cute cigarette girl was Eloise Gearhart. I met Ellen Steckley there, a missionary who had just returned from the war theater in China. She said that Doris Dailey and Charlotte Wilson are out to get themselves a man as this is leap year. It was getting late so Eileen and I went to our hotel to hit what is commonly known as the hay. Eileen then contributed her bit of gossip by telling me of General Ruth May head of the WAAC's coming visit to Long Beach. Carolyn Fanning is now supervisor of an insane asylum near Pasadena. Keith Culler, one time million dollar play boy has settled down to become the president of the U. S. with Jerry Campbell as his secretary. Last but not least that Thelma Myers is the head of a big orphanage for stray dogs. Before I say goodbye, I want to leave this little poem with you: Here I am just about dead- I came to this hotel and went to bed Relieved but glad to hear and see The famous ol' class of '43! RUBY HOULTON Page Tiventgl-Ono