Collinwood High School - Railroader Yearbook (Cleveland, OH)

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T I IK IK i: t ■ i » :i :i class elections, and how much fun they were! We were thrilled with importance and anticipation. Excitement was overflowing as we went through the campaigning. the primaries, and the finals. And how proud we are of the results, when with customary wisdom we chose Tom Jarvis to lie our President: Milan Jenko, Vice-President: Bernadine Campbell. Secretary, and W illiam Taylor. Treasurer. Immediately following the elections our President appointed the committees for the Prom. They were: Program, Reception. Ticket. Refreshment, Decorations. Dress, and Properties Committees. Instantly meetings were called, preparations being made rapidly for the first outstanding event of our high school years. At the same time the Ring Committee was busy discussing prices, designs, dates, etc. It was all so businesslike and efficient! For several weeks before April 29th. the night of our prom, the room was filled with eager chatter. Girls were discussing clothes and dates, boys were talking about cars and the girls they were taking. The great day was so long in coming that when it did arrive we could hardly keep our minds on our work long enough to get much out of it. That night we danced, we 12B s, happy and proud. School and homework, troubles, grades, everything was lost in the supreme happiness of the prom. The cafeteria was a lovely green orchid and silver ballroom, so attractive that we could scarcely believe that only that day we had eaten lunch in it. Of course in the 12A, the pront was reduced to just one of many important things in our lives, but nevertheless the excitement was just as great, and the anticipation more full, as we had only to look back on the 12K prom to realize what a treat was in store for us. Never will we forget the exceptionally fine work done by Harry Guenther as Master of Ceremonies at the 12A prom, lie kept everyone laughing and happy, and certainly presented a novel program with the help of his very excellent assistants. Much credit for the success of this prom also goes to 'lorn Jarvis who worked long hours with the committees planning and preparing something different. The program included a very novel “broom dance, the usual robber's, and the old circle dance, which has been a class tradition. At the first 10B grade dance. Mr. Avery led us in the circle dance, and since then at every class function we have held one. So the proms were over—but they will be the most vivid of all memories. Salad . . . Class Night claimed our attention next. For originality it was one of the most unique of its kind. The first part of the program was a jwrtrayal of the Gypsy 'Frail. a very lovely musical number. Featured in this were a fortune teller. Helen Keichel (and could she tell ’em!), two soloists. Pauline Sclnmeman and Mildred Wolf, John Zalokar. violin, and Joe Plodcck. piano, besides a small musical chorus. Fhe next part of the program was a one act comedy entitled “Wisdom Teeth.” Lucille Logan. Loretta Brower. Fred Allin and others made up the cast. The last part produced the class originality. For many weeks the class night committee, headed by Bill Matthews worked with Mrs. Finley, faculty sponsor, to produce the acts for a great circus. “Under the Big 'Fop with the Class of January ’33, will be rememliered as one of the most unique class night stunts in school history. The majority of the acts in the circus were original and those people participating in them wrote their own parts. All other members of the class not on the program, acted as an audience. No. we’ll never forget Stanley Augustson and his “Hot dog stand grinding out the sausages, or Albert Bushman as the head ringmaster, or Harry Guenther as the barker, or Tommy Hacker and Ruth Arnold when they apjxarcd on the scene as two spoiled children. And the laughs we’ll

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T I IK IK K T ■ I n ;i :i Ye Class Document Relish . . . Every class carves upon the invisible walls of time in Collinwood. a great story. This tale tells of all the trials and tribulations of the class, and its worries over little things, seemingly so important at the time, so meaningless in after years. In this story are woven the deeds of the class from its obscure entrance to the time of its triumphant departure. It bears just facts, but between the lines lie the joys and sorrows of six years of happy companionship. So. as those before us carved, we too engraved the story of the January class of nineteen thirty-three upon those invisible walls. We look back now. reviewing incidents almost forgotten, vet undeniably a part of our lives here . . . Fish . . . If there be such a thing as fate, then fate decreed that in February. 1927, upwards of 500 boys and girls should enroll in the 711 class of Collimvood Junior High School. It was just another class, with nothing dramatic or impressive about it. either in its size or its members. Each had six years ahead in which to establish a reputation. So time went on—junior high school was new and thrilling. It was fun to have so many classes and so many different teachers. It was nice to be a part of such a huge school, so full of vivacity. Even though we were only seventh graders and rather subdued by so many upper classmen, we felt a great sense of im| ortancc. To use a rather time worn phrase, and a favorite of commencement speakers, we were cogs in a great machine —but prottd of it! lint re ... Gradually, as one class after another left these halls of happiness and learning, we advanced up the scale. We were looking back, others behind us were looking up. With this gradual progression came an elevation in confidence and importance. Timidity wore off, and a sense of responsibility soon replaced it. And above all came a feeling of growing up.” The class, as a whole, did not function in such a way as to be recognized as one body in junior high school. There was no such opportunity offered for this. Rut individuals and homerooms took part in assemblies, gym demonstrations, junior high musicals, scholarship awards, etc. Rapidly we developed an active interest in school functions. Not only this, but we Itegan to plan about the future and the ways of reaching our goals. Meat . . . Then came our entrance into senior high school. Here we split according to technical, commercial, or academic courses. Before we had merely been laying a foundation, and now we were fully launched on our drive for credits and knowledge. Work Ixrame a constant companion. There was so much to lx accomplished, and homework was abundant, and the courses harder. We became credit conscious.” But at this time we also began to function as a social group. How well we rememlxT the 10B dance in the recreation hall of the cafeteria! Mr. Avery, jolly, helpful adviser to our class, had quite sonic problem in getting the lx vs to dance. (But what a contrast came with the proms!) There were grade dances all along, sponsored by the Student Council, and of course these were all climaxed by the 12B and 12. proms, the most outstanding social events in our high school careers. Vegetables . . . Everything along the way led, of course, to our senior year, and what a year it was! From the very first day when room 335 was crowded to capacity with 12B's, until the last Friday, there was an atmosphere of class spirit. First came

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t I it it E t ■ i » :i 3 rcmcmlxT that came when Leonard Kalweit and ( lara Holtzhauer, society people, “dogged it coming in late. Milan Jenko was both a great high diver, and a sweet angel and as for Kay eh and Fred Allin having a duel on kiddy cars nuf said! Dessert . . . But of course Commencement was the climax of the year! The entire program was planned around the theme Rebelling Education to a Democracy. approached from the financial, cultural, and social standpoint. Seven speakers were elected from the upper third of the class. Marry Guenther spoke on Science, Anthony Cipollo on Math. Albert Kayhould on Industrial Arts. Bemadinc Campbell on Home Economics. CatherineMcKinney on English and Social Science. John Cutler on Languages and Clara Holtzhauer on Commercial Work. Tom Jarvis acted somewhat as a Master of Ceremonies and generalized on all the subjects. The Art department made the three great arches used as the setting for the stage. Through these arches, at the 0| ening. came a small selected chorus of the class, singing. The class, instead of lieing seated on the stage a had l»een the custom previously, was seated in the front center section, thus allowing the use of the whole stage for the program. For the presentation of diplomas, each member was called to the stage. So ended our senior year with quiet dignitv and lieauty. The class of January. 1933, are no longer seniors, hut alumni. Over the coffee cups . . . Reminiscing . . . it’s everybody’s habit. We were 500 in the Itcginning, now only about 168. Many dropped hack in studies, others were forced to drop school for various reasons. For some this is the last school they will know: for others, new fields of work lie ahead. Who shall say whether we shall meet again . . . Arc we glad to go? Yes. for we are anxious to take up new things. Youth is forever restless, and we have been here long enough. No. for commencement marks the close of many joys and friendships. Despite the homework, the blue days, the poor grades, the occasional cross teacher, the long hours, and discouraging results, there were just as many joys to balance the outlook. Underneath it all we arc truly sentimental, and wish we might go back, just to re-live certain things. But enough of such recollecting. The past i- ever gone: the present remains but a short time, so on to the future! We have new worlds to conquer! Ye Class Honor Roll IT was the great day of reward in the beautiful hall of fame. Along the walls were hung huge plaques on which were carved the names of many famous Collinwoodites. At the far end of this gothic structure, so beautifully lined with tall pillars and celestial arches, was a raised platform, on which were mounted many chairs. Above these chairs were inscribed the names of past presidents of the graduating classes. Suddenly a great gong sounded, its echoes resounding throughout the palace. Slowly the processional began to form .... and on the platform appeared four richly robed people. Three stood iu attendance while one was seated. He. we see. is the worthy president. Tom Jarvis, and on his right is Bernadine Campljcll. On either side of them are Milan Jenko. vice-president, and William Taylor, treasurer. See. the long processional is approaching the scats before the grand monarch. They now await with quiet dignity the word of the President to be seated. How still it seems! We await the President’s word. “My fellow classmates of the class of January. ’33. we arc gathered together to Ijestow honor and recognition on those in our midst who have aided in making our class outstanding in the history of Collinwood.