Coopersville High School - Zenith Yearbook (Coopersville, MI)

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E.—Oh say! What became of Jennie Hinken? Did she take a business course, too ? J —No. She studied music after leaving High School. Now she’s teaching in the Grand Rapids Conservatory of Music. E.—I saw Glenn Messenger in Grand Rapids when I was there a while ago. He is a detective in Kresge’s New 5 and 10 cent store. He married his old love and seems to be quite happy. B.—1 was in Grand Rapids, too, a while ago and went to Coopersville for a few days. Who do you think is the superintendent of the old school? Russell Van Koevering! He sure makes those kids step around some. Mr. Birdsell, the old “sup., is selling Life Insurance in Muskegon. And Katie is his private secre- tary. They still scrap about every third day and so Katie works only about two days a week. R.—And Marion is running that little brick millinery shop on “shadyside.” All the swell dames from Grand Rapids come to her to get her original styles in hats. And did you know that Ruth and Hazel went to Japan as Missionaries when they finished college? They seem to like it there very much. They’ll be coming home in a couple of years. Perhaps we’ll see them then. J —Maybe. And who do you suppose I saw in Boston last year? Gladys DeNeff. That is, Mrs. Knowthedate. He’s an Historian. She seems to like the history he teaches better than that she received at High—or else he teaches it differently. She helps him with his research work and she never stops looking for a thing until she has exhausted every possible source. B.—1 11 bet not. Speaking of Boston reminds me. Did you know that Mrs. Glidden is living there now? She’s Secretary of the Y. W. C. A. in that town. Her hubby uses his electrical knowledge to perfect his home, and now all you have to do when you want dinner is to press a row of buttons and the table rises in front of you with the desired fopd upon it. She has all the time she wants to read her English poetry. E.—I always thought that would be the fate of Miss Ray-Jones. I’ll bet she’s enjoying herself. And Miss Way is writing a Latin translation of Hiawatha to take the place of Cicero in High Schools. I’ll bet it will be harder than Cicero. R.—Miss Sima is painting cover designs for magazines. She has a studio in New York. She has more work than she can do just now. All the papers are asking her for her striking pictures. B.—Does anyone know what happened to Mr. Gibbs? J.—He’s experimenting in Physics in his private laboratory in New York. He has made several important discoveries on sound. A little while ago he in- vented a sound intensifier by which you can hear a fly light on a telephone pole a mile away. It’s pretty handy for teachers in the school room, but it’s hard on the students. B.—It must be. Say, Evelyn, What became of the rest of the Allendale bunch? E.—Oh, Clarence Schestag is band master of one of the best bands in Michi- gan ! I attended a concert they gave last year for the governor and senate. It surely was good. And Russell Wolbrink is doing a thriving business as an un- dertaker in Grand Rapids. He’s in the same building that Hessell Kooistra has his office. Hessell’s a doctor. Specializes on diseases of the heart. Don’t look so funny, Ruth; I’m not joking. They say lie’s good at it. R.—Well, who ever would have thought that he’d be a doctor. I thought he would be a Scientific Farmer. I guess that accounts for the whole class, doesn’t it? B.—You’re right, it does. Hasn’t this been fine? Let’s have a real class reunion some time soon. J.—Sure! Let’s have it next June at this time. What do you say, girls? E.—Let’s meet and plan it tomorrow. R.—Alright. We’ll see you tomorrow. Don’t forget. B.—'We’ll be there. Curtain. Pape Seventeen

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Prophecy Scene—Cafe of summer resort. Two at table waiting for sodas, two others walk in immediately after curtain rises and are recognized. Evelyn—Well, for pity’s sake, if here isn’t Breck and John! Ruth—Where? Oh! Breck—Evelyn and Ruth ! John—Sure enough. Well, this is luck. I haven’t seen anyone from the old class for an age. E.- Do sit down and tell us what you’ve been doing all this time. It.—Yes, do. I haven’t seen either of you since commencement. (Waiter appears and takes orders). B.—Well, I took a course in Athletic Coaching after I left C. H. S. My first attempt at the business was at Union High in Grand Rapids. I soon secured an appointment to Harvard, where I have been coaching for the past few years. You remember I always liked any kind of athletics during my high school life. I don’t know what John’s been doing. J.—I’ve been working for the government since I left college. Just now I’m going to different cities to lecture on the need of better conditions for boys in re- form schools. But what have you girls been doing? E.—Oh, I’ve been teaching school ever since graduation except for a few years when I took a Normal course and obtained a life certificate. I just came to this resort to spend my vacation and met Ruth here. R.—Yes, and we’ve been having a grand time. After I left C. H. S. I took up a nurse’s course in the Blodgett Memorial Hospital of Grand Rapids. Since grad- uating from there I have been working as a trained nurse in Bronson Hospital in Kalamazoo. I am having a vacation now and have just come back from a trip to Washington to spend a few days here. I went out there to visit Warren. J.—And what is Warren doing now? R.—He’s in the Aerial Forest Guard out there. He always wanted to be an aviator. He entered an aviation school soon after he graduated and later went out to Washington. While out there I saw Gerald Squier. He’s a traveling sales- man for the Edison’s Wireless Telephone Company. B.—I saw him, too, a while ago. He’s doing a good business. He told me he had seen Myron Albrecht at Annapolis. He’s in the Navy now. He has been given an ensign’s commission lately. E.—He has! Well, he certainly is doing well. Did you know that Charles Allen has become a very successful lawyer? He began his practice three years ago in Grand Rapids. Now he is in Chicago. They say he can make the jury believe anything he wants to. He must be more convincing than he was at school. B.—Speaking of Chuck makes me think of Esther Cook. Has anyone seen or heard anything of her? E.—Yes, I saw her last summer. She has become a dietitian. After graduat- ing from High School she taught a country school for five years. Then she took up the study of dietetics at Ann Arbor. Now she is in Detroit seeing that “Stew” gets balanced rations. J.—Well, I’m glad the “case” is settled at last. That reminds me of Norma and Wayne. Mr. and Mrs. Wayne Murray. Ahem! Wayne is writing poetry now. You ought to read his last poem, “Ode To a Squash.” It’s a great suc- cess. Norma writes short stories, and censors his poetry. She is a great help. R.—I always tho’t so. And Helen is a poetess. You know she wrote poems when she was at school. Edithc is a “typewriter” now and she types Helen’s poems before sending them to the editor. Page Sixteen

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Class Will E, the class of nineteen hundred and twenty, being about to depart for- ever from these halls of intellectual endeavor, having incomparable ability and untold wealth, and believing ourselves to be in full pos- session of a crammed mind and exhausted memory, do hereby make, publish and declare this our last will and testament, hereby revoking all former wills, bequests, and devises of whatever nature bv us made. We bequeath: To the faculty: The privilege of picking the paper off the Session Room floor, of cleaning erasers, and suspending library privileges for a term of two weeks, one day, three hours, fourteen minutes, and one and one-half seconds. To the Juniors: The Senior foolishness, hoping it will serve them as well in the future as it has us in the past, also the use of the new Physics Lab., which a few of our members have been acquainted with. To the Sophomores: All of our unseen dignity, also the privilege of using all the potato “smashers” and base ball bats which they are unable to find. To the Freshmen: Six hundred and seventy-one milk tickets at the rate of only twenty-three and one-half cents a quart, also the unrestricted use of the piano and victrola the second hour of the thirty-first day of every odd year. I, Myron Albrecht, better known as Mike, bequeath my wavy pompadour and beautiful eyes to one. Dock Sawyer. I, Charles Allen, well known as Chuck, bequeath all my girls of Coopersville, Grand Haven, Grand Rapids. Ravenna, Grandville, and all other outlying cities, towns, villages and hamlets, to one, Lloyd Lewis, to experiment on. I, Evelyn Brown, bequeath my gift of gab to one, Helen Daggett. I, Howard Brecken, bequeath my lost, late-lamented one, Beatrice Preston, to any enterprising young Sophomore or Junior. I. Esther Cook, bequeath my new powder puff, which I bought four years ago last February thirty-first, to one, Lettie Albrecht, and also mv Solitary “Lillie” to the Coopersville High School Library as a memorial to any future librarian. I, Norma Campbell, bequeath my lacking knowledge of Physics to one, Glenn Taylor. We, Jennie Hinken and John DeMaagd, bequeath our back seat in French and English Literature classes to the services of John Wolbrink and Beatrice Preston. I, Gladys DeNeff, bequeath my stubborness to one, Lillie Frost, hoping that after this she will not be so rash and lose such a fine “Art.” I. Helen Hanchett, bequeath my poetic aspirations to one. Warren Comstock. I, Katherine Hoban, bequeath my red hair to the United States mint because of the lack of gold coin. I, Edithe Ilousler, bequeath my ear puffs, better known as cootie garages, to one, Naomi Busman. I, Hessell Kooistra, known as Dr. Hess, bequeath my love for women to Harvey Teusink. I, Ruth Laug, bequeath my giggles and dimples to one, Emma Lake. I, Hazel Lubben, bequeath my super-abundant Latin knowledge to the citizens of the city of Coopersville to do with as is their pleasure. I. Wayne Murray, bequeath one unused marriage license to Stewart Lillie in the hope that it soon will be of service to the said Stewart. I, Glenn Messenger, bequeath my superior knowledge of a violin to Celia Gingsburg, earnestly desiring that this will greatly help her when she plays in the presence of ex-President A. J. Birdsell, 27 years and 8 days from the present date. Page Kighteen