Cass Technical High School - Triangle Yearbook (Detroit, MI)

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THE. TRIANGLE RAYMOND W. VOIGT The name above this paragraph will remind many peo- ple of a luxury of long ago. But to get down to business, this picture is an exact reproduction of the features of Raymond W. Voigt, a very industrious student at Cass. His Hrst squeal was stifled in Detroit, June 26, 1901. After dabbling in the Lillibridge and Ives grammar schools for four years, the happy thought that he might become a second Thomas A. Edison struck him, and he decided that, as Cass was the best school to learn in, he would come here. His mind is bent in the direction of chemical engi- neering, but if he doesn't stop playing with high explosives in chemistry .his mind will be bent the other way. Ray- mond intends to take a course of Chemical Engineering at the U. of M. BENJAMIN D. WAECHTER Benjamin D. Waechter was precipitated upon this noble planet of 'ours in the vicinity of Detroit proper on December 17, 1902. At the age of six he became so troublesome around the house that his folks were forced to send him to Estabrook school. He took quite a liking to that school and stayed there four years. During his fourth year, he began telling the teachers a few things, and, consequently, was graduated. He had heard so much about our lunch room that he decided to come here to school. When you talk to him about his first year at Cass he askes you if you remember the time when dogs were three cents per. But now, after taking all that Cass can give him, he wants to bother the U. of D. for a few years. He expects to work during the summer and enter the University in the fall. NATHAN WEINGARDEN Nate was born in the town of Antonioka, Russia. When at the age of eight he realized the need of modern educa- tion in world affairs, and as the Czar did not want to es- tablish a school in Antonioka, he decided to leave for America, where schools are plentiful. He inevitably ar- rived in Detroit, and attended an assortment of schools and graduated from the Washington in June, 1916. He entered Cass in the following September. VVhile Wein- garden has not joined any athletic doings, he has followed them faithfully and is at present a member of the House of Representatives. He is an editor of the Joke department of the TRIANGLE. After graduating he- will take up Civil Engineering at the U. of M. CLEMENT WOLF Clement Wolf was born in Beautiful Ohio. The peace- ful little town of Warren was suddenly disturbed on the 15th of January in 1902, when he made known his arrival. Warren was honored with his presence till 1908, when he thought he would come to Detroit and compete with Henry Ford, but after arriving in Detroit he changed his mind and decided he needed an education first. Clement finally persuaded the faculty of the Thomas school to let him enter. One year was enough so he returned to Warren, where he managed to crawl thru the other seven years of his grammar schooling. After completing the eighth grade he didn't think the Warren High School was high enough so in January, 1916, he came to Detroit and entered Cass. For the last two years he has been debating what he should do after graduating but hasn't decided yet.

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THE TRIANGLE WILLIAM EDWARD STIRTON Bill was born in Imlay City, Michigan, on March 20, 1903. He meandered all through Michigan and Ohio and finally started school in Hancock, Michigan, and by way of the schools of Port Huron and Saginaw entered the James Dwyer school and graduated from it in June, 1916. He then entered Cass in September. Bill is now vice-president of the graduating class and chairman of the TMANGLE Committee. Incidentally, as a side line, he is editor of the short story department of the TRIANGLE. After graduation he is coming back to post-graduate work in electricity, and then go to Junior College, thence to the U. of M., finally to become an Electrical Engineer. HAROLD A. STORMZAND Harold opened his eyes to this grand world in Grand Rapids, Michigan, December 12, 1900. He later moved to Big Rapids where he put in one year of school, then moved to Grand Ledge, where he continued his education. From there he came to the only city, called Detroit. Here he entered the Wilkins school, and the traveling itch came on him again, and at last graduated from the Houghton. From there he came to Cass in January, 1916, and has been with us ever since. Harold intends to take a post-graduate course, while continuing in business with his father. ROY THURMAN Duke first opened his eyes to this world of joy and sorrow July 10, 1902. He soon realized that life was not all pleasure, so he entered the Alger schoolt After graduating from that school in June, 1916, he entered Cass to acquire further knowledge. Duke has taken part in many school activities. Last summer he was half of our pitching stai in baseball and he is a good basketball player. He is interested in the TRIANGLE and class clubs. After graduation he will continue his education in the university. WILLIAM JAMES VIRTUE William James Virtue was discovered in the very popular village of Windsor. He is a very aggressive youngster and has been repeatedly reprimanded by Mr. Comfort for wanting to lick all the Freshmen. He is very bashful and dislikes getting up in front of a class and making a speech. He received his early education under the tutorship of the King's teachers. Later, realizing that education was more advanced in the United States, he resolved to place his education in the hands of Uncle Sam. He was an ardent admirer of Jess Willard, but now he struts around under the nick name of Jack Dempsy. James expects to go to work after graduating.

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THE TRIANGLE 19 THE PRESIDENT'S SPEECH BY HARRY F. ROBERTS, President Senior Class. Ladies and Gentlemen, Members of the Faculty, and Fellow Classmclltes: We came, we saw, and we conquered is a most auspicious way to begin my speech. Our heads are bloody but unbowed, for we, the forty students sitting below, have just emerged victoriously from a conflict which rivals in flerceness the recent World's War. We en- tered the confiict early in 1916 about five hundred strong, and of that number only forty have survived. The rest were either forced to give way through inability to keep the pace or through other troubles. The former reason was in the majority, although none of those who were dropped will admit it. The pace set was exceedingly hard and only those who worked, and worked with all their might and main, have survived. Because of the stren- uousness of the subjects, only a small percen- tage of the ones who enter finish. This is why the graduates are sought by the prominent business men of the city. I will attempt to narrate some of the trials we were forced to undergo before we were allowed the sacred privilege of graduating from Cass. The faculty planned an attack that Hindenburg, Foch or even Pershing would have found hard to resist. The first year we, a motley crowd of green freshi-es, just out of grammar school, were bombarded with mathe- matics, English, pattern shop practice, drawing and geography. Any two of these subjects would have been suflicient to drive one crazy, but imagine five. We were put in a shop and told to use the band saw, an instrument that is dangerous even to an experienced mechanic. It did not take us long to learn its mysteries, but it wasn't until some one tried to saw some nails, and another tried to saw his fingers, that we learned its dangers. But we rolled merrily through the first year, learning how little we knew. Then came the second year and things began to grow harder. The faculty brought their larger guns into play and forced many more out of the conflict. We were given geometry, chemistry, drawing, forging and English. Most of us, not used to any hard manual labor, were forced to take off our shirts and pound the life out of a red hot iron until we were wring- ing wet. That was forging. We were put in a chemistry laboratory and made to master that demon. Many of us were burned and spoiled our suits and shoes, until our parents asked themselves if it wouldn't be cheaper to send us to school in-coats of armor. But these sub- jects were pie compared to geometry. This subject was the poison gas, machine guns, aeroplanes and U-boats of our Faculty, who slaughtered us right and left. After one year's battle with geometry we lost half our original number, but those of us who survived had the satisfaction of going into the third year. The third year came along and the faculty had used most of their most powerful weapons, and so we were used to them. They started out with chemistry, more geometry, English, machine shop practice and ended with physics and drawing added to the attack. Physics was the only bad one, and most of us had a hard tussle with it. But in our third year we began to enjoy our school work and engage in its activities. The year was far too short and before we realized it we were emerging into our last year. Then we were assailed by all the weapons our faculty could muster. In their frantic de- sire to disable us they launched trigonometry, solid geometry, history, physics and English. Naturally we had a hard time this year, but we were used to working, so we overcame all these with the exception of physics. Here they attempted to tell us that boiling water was a cooling process and that when water is turned to ice it gets warmer. Here we fought tooth and nail with every theory that seemed groundless, and here we lost some of our veterans. Before we realized what had hap- pened we were formed in a class and told to organize and get ready for graduation. Then we began to regret leaving that institution which for four years has been our home. As we stand on the threshold of the world, we feel the pang of leaving our faculty, who have transformed us from green freshies into men, actually ready to assume the responsi- bility of our own well-being. We feel as though we are leaving behind our best friends, our protectors. And in behalf of the grad- uating class of 1920, I wish to thank all the members of the faculty for what they have done. Words cannot express our gratitude. As we emerge into the world, we will be confronted by three vital factors, which will control our destinies. Our conditions of living will be measured by the way we meet these. The question of a job is the first factor-to the individual perhaps the most important, the duties of a citizen is the next-this is the most important to the community and almost as