Chatfield High School - Tiger Stripe Yearbook (Chatfield, OH)

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Class Prophecy One day last week, while up in our attic, I found an old lamp. I had never seen it before, so I took it down stairs and asked Mother from where it had come. She said that it was there when we moved in. I thought surely if anyone wanted it, they would have called for it before this, so I decided to polish it, as it looked like an antique. I took it to the kitchen and as I scoured it, I was wishing it were a magic lamp like that of Aladdin. Imagine my surprise when a strange creature ap- peared before me and said, I am the genie of the future. Step upon my magic carpet and we shall fly to the 'Land of Tomorrow'. Before I knew I had even moved, I had stepped upon the small piece of carpet he was standing on, and we were flying through the air at a great rate of speed. Before long, we came to a gate. It had a number on it, 1961, and above it, across the top of the gate were the words, Success Awaits At Labor's Gates. I was astonished, as this is our class motto. The genieopened the gate with-some magic word, and we were soon inside. The genie said that anyone I thought of, I should see. The first person that came to my mind was Mary Brose. Immediately, like a mushroom springing up, there appeared before me a huge building. I went in- side and found it was a children's hospital. Seated at the head nurse's desk, looking so proud and dignified in her stalrched white uniform was Mary. She showed me through the hospital and told me of the wonderful things they were doing for sick and crippled children. I went outside again and the building disappeared. Next I thought of Martha Feichtner. At once there appeared a large school building. I enteredand went into the Superintendent's office, and asked if Martha were there. The Superintendent, a very handsome, well-groomed man, said she was and that Martha was one of the most efficient teachers they had ever had in the school. She taught the sixth grade. Iwas certain, as he talked, that he had more than a business interest in Martha, and sure enough, when I saw her, the first thing I noticed was the beautiful diamond on her finger. So I am sure if I had gone a couple of years farther into the Land of Tomorrow, I would have found her, not only an efficient schoolteacher, but also a happy wife. The next person I thought of was Alice Heydinger. Quick as a flash, there appeared a large tennis court. There were a great number of people around, and I heard a man announcing over a loud speaker, The finals for the tennis champi- onship of the world have been completed. The winner is Miss Alice Heydinger. Next I wondered about John Beal. Immediately I saw a huge truck coming toward me. When it stopped the driver stepped out, and sure enough, it was John. He said he was President of a Coast to Coast Trucking Company, but he still liked to drive one of the trucks whenever he had time. Lucille Wurm then entered my thoughts, and there before me was a beautiful home. Two very pretty .little girls, about five years of age, who apparently were twins, were playing in the yard. I rang the doorbell and sure enough, the woman who answered was Lucy. She said she had been married for eight years and her husband was a dairyman. Her home was so beautifully furnished, I knew that he must be very successful. As I went out again, I wondered if it would be possible for me to see what I would be doing in 1961, and immediately I was no longer on the magic carpet, but was seated at a desk which had on it a card marked Head Librarian. I was surrounded by shelves and shelves of books: more books than I had ever dreamed of. I opened one and the stamp inside read Chicago Public Library.

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the year. On March 25, we gave the high school a St. Patrick's Party. The ninth grade helped us give a festival on July 6, 1949. Mr. Weber was our sponsor. Seven members entered the Junior year, with Mrs. Brown for an advisor. Election of officers was the first thing we did. They were: John Beal, Presi- dent: Ramon Smith, Vice-President: Alice Heydinger, Secretaryg Lucille Wurm, Treasurerg and Edna Ruth, Student Council Representative. Our class rings were ordered in September and received around the first of November. September 16 we sponsored a hay ride for the high school. We presented the play Mama's Baby Boy, with the help of the class of 1950, on November 4. On December 20, we gave the Christmas party for the high school. on April 28, we gave the Junior-Senior Banquet at Richland Recreation Center, Mansfield, Ohio. April Showers was our theme. A theater party followed the banquet. We also chose our class colors, blue and whiteg class flower, white carnationg and class motto, Success Awaits At Labor's Gates. We helped the Seniors to present their play, The Daffy Dills, in May. The Sophomore Class helped us present our festival July 20, 1950. Alice Heydinger and John Beal were elected May Day attendants. John Beal, Edna Ruth, and Martha Feichtner were elected to the National Honor Society. Seniors at last! We elected class officers for the last time. Those whom we chose to serve us are: Alice Heydinger, Presidentg Mary Brose, Vice- Presidentg Edna Ruth, Secretary: Martha Feichtner, Treasurerg and John Beal, Student Council Representative. Right away we started planning to initiate the Freshmen, which we accomplished October 6. Ramon Smith quit in October which left us with a mere six to graduate. On October 19, we journeyed to Fostoria to the Dicken Studio to see which one could break the camera. We helped the Juniors present The Darling Brats November 3, 1950. We had many class meetings to pick our name cards, invitations, caps and gowns, and speakers. They are: Reverend F. A. Firestone for Baccalaureate and Reverend David N. Roller for Commencement. Baccalaureate is to be held Sunday May 20, and Commencement on Wednesday, May 23, 1951. Our sponsor again this year is Mrs. Brown. Now the history of the class of '51 must come to an end and we will have to bid farewe11 to our school days. I am .sure that these days will be remembered as the happiest ones of our lives. Martha Feichtne r Class Historian 5

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Just then I heard my Mother say, My stars, Edna, are you still fussing with that old lamp? And there I was, back in our kitchen, scouring the lamp. The genie was gone, and no matter how hard I rubbed the lamp, he never ap- peared again. Most everyone thinks I imagined all this. I even wonder myself. Time will tell, but I'rn sure that if we all work hard, we will find Success 'Awaits At Labor's Gates. Edna Ruth Class Prophet