Columbia High School - Columbian Yearbook (Columbia, IL)

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P R 0 P H E C Y Amid the rush of people at Union Station,imag1ne my surprise meeting someone I actually knew. No second glance was needed-- yes, it was Dolores Stuard. While we were reminiscing, she told me she had hurriedly packed and was leaving on the 8:57 for New York after having received a phone call from Bill Hubba. He was to be in port but a few days. The 8:57, that's my train. It was indeed a coincidence! Both of us were leaving on the same train and going to the same place. Dee jokingly asked me, 'Which one is in port now?' No such luck, mine was a business trip. I was on my way to see Harper and Brothers Publishers to obtain the rights needed to publish my textbook, 'A New Angle on Math. How time does fly! Our train was to leave on Track 9. le were casually strolling in the vicinity of that particular track when a familiar voice shouted, 'All aboard!' We looked! It just couldn't be, but, yes, it was, Horace Volkert. This was almost unbelievable--Dee, Beeps, and I all on the same train. As usual, our luck was with us. Since Dee was in a hurry to get to New York, naturally there had to be a six-hour'lay-over at Indianapolis. We stepped off the train to get a bite to eat in the station. While we were desperately looking for a so-called Luncheon Bar, Dee asked a stewardess, who looked familiar, where it was. Upon closer observation, we immediately recognized none other than Violet Rey, who informed us she was now the Chief Stewardess over several of the larger lines and was at present stationed in Indianapolis. We had lunch and she saw us off. Finally, we arrived in New York. With everything but the kitchen sink piled in front of us, we hailed a taxi. The cab came to an abrupt and reckless stop, and we climbed in rather hesi- tantly. We settled ourselves as comfortably as possible. The driver turned to ask us where we were going -- a familiar face stared at us, that of B111 Lewis. Noticing that Bill was driving, we sat back, held our breath, and hoped for the best. He informed us that lf we were looking for a nice place to stay, we might, for old tlme's sake, try Alfred Dehn's newly opened 'Dehn manor Hotel,W with Pearl Mueller as the able hostess. This sounded like a good deal. Dehn Manor--next stop! As we were registering, a familiar giggle was heard. Grace Kettler was coming down the stairs to get her mail. We talked and she told us she was living in New York since her husband, E'utz, was stationed there and could come home week ends. She informed us that Gus Koch, the manager of the Palace Theater, was giving a party at the ever famous Stork Club, now under the able management of Merril Huch. The party was for a momentous occasion celebrating Millard Mund1nger's return to the states after his heroic episode, from which he received a presidential citation for unusual gallantry beyond the call of duty. Ket said we had better go shopping with her that afternoon, as the party was the next evening. She also told us that Marian Stumpf owned a swank dress shop on Fifth Avenue and if we called for an appointment with her, she was sure Marian could arrange it. Having dialed the wrong number, we heard the operator's voice. It was unmis- takably Ruby Ritter. We told her of the party for Mip and she said she would come after she got off duty.

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I, Robert Elmer Carl Weltlg, will to Kayo Wilde my height. I, Geneva Maxine Green, will to Viola Vogel my supurb dan- cing ability, and the right to chew gum in class. I, Bill Neville Lewis, will to Keith Hacker my ability to drive safely. I, Glenn Joseph Thomas Riebellng, will to Ailene Jones my ability to explain things without faltering. I, August Charles Koch, will my one point on the 'A' Varsity to Victor Reichert. I, tuality I, ability I. list of Grace Virginia Landgraf, will to Marvin Bergmann my punc- in attending all classes. Pearl Amanda Mueller, will to Merle Baum my speedy typing Ruth Irene Schneider, will to 'Jeannie' Asselmeier my phone numbers and addresses. Alfred George Dehn, will to 'Red' Mueller my ability to I stay out of trouble. I. Barlow. Florence Mae Trenz, will my chemistry knowledge to Donald I, Kenneth John Jahr, will to Marian Kelm my ability to read detective magazines unnoticed during study halls. I, Ruby Jewell Ritter, will to Kathleen Schaffer, my sweet personality and my suction with the teachers. If Seaman Second Class Millard Mundinger, will to my cousin Gene, my box seat in Chemistry and to Delbert Koch, my basketball ability and form. In Shirley Mae Schneider, will to Betty Schaffer my master- ful cooking ability. In Lucille Krem el, will to Estelle Withum my flirty eyes. I, Kenneth Theodore Conrad Harres, will to Grace Glaenzer my wide-awakefulness and my use of a large vocabulary. Then to some truly deserving individual, I leave my beloved shoe-shine equip- ment. I, Dorothy Ruth Hildebrandt, will my lovely singing voice to Kathleen Schaffer, and my good grades to Ailene Jones. WITNESSES: to or Gr g , , res ent uperln endent e , I il-4.11111 ! ' I I . E iw c 75 en 3 Secretary -TSPonsors Treasurer

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We phoned Marian and made an appointment. After seeing her complete selection, still unsatisfied, and with Marian's recom- mendation, we left to go see Lucille Krem el, who was the buyer for dresses at the Better Dress Shoppes. There we found what we wanted and being thoroughly famished, we stopped at the famous Waldorf-Astoria, where Ruth Schneider was the food manager. The meal was delicious, cooked and served Columbia style. As we wandered out to the street we were crowded and pushed by people who were eagerly watching what appeared to be a parade. Naturally, our curiosity got the better of us, and we,too,stopped to watch. This was one of the biggest surprises yet. Florence Trenz, bedecked with an enormous bouquet, was the feature attrac- tion. We were informed by one of the by-standers that Florence had discovered a new explosive which would undoubtedly change the outcome of the war. Who would have ever dreamed that Florence would become famous through her chemistry knowledge! We got back to the hotel safely and settled down to a good n1ght's rest, which we had rightly earned. The big moment at last! Eutz and Grace, Dee and Bill Hubbs, and I took a taxi to the Stork Club. Gus was indeed surprised to see us and told us he had obtained Nadine Green, world famous, and well-known pianist to entertain us for the evening. Practically everyone had come. There were Maxine Green and Dorothy Hildebrandt,who were both teaching at an exclusive girls' school. Maxine was teaching Physical Ed. and Dorothy, English. Glenn Riebeling and his wife were the next ones to be ush- ered in. Glenn had taken a course in Scientific Farming and was now the well-known Farm Advisor of Illinois. Kenneth Harres, too, was there. He was the proud owner of a large chain of shoe-shine shops along Broadway. His constant practice in study hall was an asset to him after all. To complete the party, Lt. Erwin Withum,covered with medals, just home from overseas, made his entrance. He told us that he was there to enjoy himself after many months of active combat. At the beginning of the dinner, Gus made a speech and said that Kenny Jahr had been injured on the basketball court and had been taken to the hospital. His manager, Lou Carle, was with him and sent their regrets. Capably taking care of Kenny was Dr. Bob Weltig, one of New York's noted surgeons and his able assistant, Maybelle Mueller. As we were on our way to see Kenny, we turned on the radio in the cab and heard Shirley Mae Schneider's daily broadcast on nWhat's New in Food Preparat1on.' She had become quite famous. We arrived at the hospital and asked the nurse at the infor- mation desk, who turned out to be Mary Louise Tunze, in what room Kenny was. She told us, 403, and we started up. As the elevator wasn't working, we walked up. We stopped on one floor to admire the baby the nurse was carrying. It turned out to be Doris Reich- ert, who was Head Nurse on that particular floor. We talked to her for awhile and then went on to reminisce with Kenny and Lou. We remarked to each other as we rode back to the hotel--what a complete class reunion this had turned out to be! Grace Landgraf