Crown Point High School - Excalibur Yearbook (Crown Point, IN)

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CROWN POINT INKLINGS 15 SOPHOMORE CLASS First Row, Left to Right Edith Burge, Pauline Pratt. Llovd Aken, Eileen Weber. Harriet Kress. Anna¬ bel Brown. Genevieve Burton, Lorraine Selkow, De ?tte Tilton. Agnes Breuckman. Eleanor Fateh Edna Holtz, Mildred Fisher, Edith Patz. Viola Holloway, Wilhelmina Neimeyer, Dorothy Golden. Agnes Penska Second Row—Lorraine Carlson, Dorothy Golding, Dorothy Patz. Fern Thompson, Alma Hopp Marjorie Stewart, Bernice Brooks, Eileen Seramur. Elaine Taylor, Mae Hofferber, Myrl Peterson Wanona Hartigan, Vada Pinter, Lucille Marlatt, Evelyn La Croix, Bernice Riley, Evelyn Doty Marguerite Seher. Agatha Wa.chter, Virginia McLaughlin, Frances Kemp. Third Row—Linda Kruger. Miss Mable Green, Jane Kindberg, Vernon Hoshaw, Norman Hack Boyd Seramur, Milford Steuer, Harry Tolan, Steve Sikorein. Irving Southworth, Ralph Biegel Erwin Purdy Anderson Burns. William Anderson, Arthur Fronek, Walter Swanson. Anthony Horst Vincent Zur- briggen. Miss Margaret Bollenbach. Fourth Row — Gilbert Wright. Paul Toomey, William Pfaff, Bryant Brown, Francis Klarkowski William Steeb, William Platt. Carol Root. Warren Wagner, Lawrence Nespital, Joe Fronek. Charles Miller, Joe Weinberg. Harry Collins. Clifford West, Thomas Howard, Ben Fronek, Fredrick Hutton Walter Yur- gilas, Robert Wilson, Mr. Poe. Sophomore Notes Who says the sophies don’t calcu¬ late? It takes crust to get along in Crown Point High School-that’s y hy we’re so prominent. If you dont like the way I say it, ask Edith Adell Doray Bermidence Dorothy Burge, the president. Did you notice the good time everyone had October 23, 1932? (Our Thanksgiving Dance.) We not only cleared $15.54, but Fredie the Freshman, Jr. learned how to dance. Well, Sophies, some one has to lead the school. The juniors and seniors have “attempted,” but have met with little success. So “up with the sophomores.” Don’t take us wrong. This is only a prophecy, but if Bobbie Wilson, like in Wood- row, is the prophecier, well hot cha! Sophomores!!! A couple of our boys are pretty good at basket ball. In fact Collins is elegance itself—and Joe Wein¬ berg — how he slays ’em. Do you know? If I had a dog, I’d name him Joe. If Hoshaw could leave the girls alone, And Collins stayed at his length Maybe Warren Wagner wouldn’t be blowing For a chance to show his strength. For if Wilson weren’t so handsome And hadn’t so much if Horst might have a chance at amatuering And Oh well, what’s the dif’? If Brown didn’t fall for Ellis Maybe Burge would try at it Thus, Fronek would become jealous And Klarkiowski’d go on a diet. We wish that Root would graduate from the cradle So Kemp would open her eyes to us. But as long as she hangs on Root We may as well rope our esopha¬ gus. When the land of brains go perch¬ ing, Call on Kruger if you will Cause Kindberg’s probl’y searching For one over-grown pill Like the one sne s Deen with lately Although West is rather stately in this spill.

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14 CROWN POINT INKLINGS new deal — John Louis, president; Virginia Lane, vice-president; Dor¬ othy Volk, secretary and treasurer. The juniors were well represented on the football squad this year. Bill Fifield, Doug Dickey, Jimmy Kubal, and Dan Andernacht were all regular performers with the varsity. Although Ed Glover, “Plugger” Place, John Louis, and Bud Parry didn’t see much action, they all made fine showings. In basketball Doug Dickey, John Louis, and Jimmy Kubal were prominent players of the reserve squad. The junior boys weren’t so successful in being awarded with berths on the varsity and reserve squads; but when the class tourney came around the boys were right on the spot. They drew the seniors for the first game and recorded a 16 to 14 victory. ' They met the sophomores in the final game and won by a nine point margin. Be- CUPID REMEMBERS WAY BACK WHEN’—DO YOU? Bert thought Viola was ‘the’ one? Peg Boye had Willis Shultz ‘run- .ning-round’? Handy and Tuffy were ‘that’ way? Sally Fisher liked a certain ‘white headed’ lad? Madsen and Margison ‘first’ started going together? Max Woods was ‘escorted’ by Bob Volk? Dorothea didn’t ‘know’ Russell? Jin Benjie thought Icky was ‘it’? Winnie seemed to ‘think’ a lot of Corky? Janet and Janis both thought Gene was ‘simply’ grand? Pat Parry ‘went’ places with Kenny Linton? Mary Anna’s heart lost a beat at the ‘sight’ of Bing? Janet Houk and Corky saw a ‘lot’ of each other? Dean Harper was running ‘loose’? McLaughlin wasn’t disturbing Stonex’s ‘heart’? Dick Collins was a ‘woman’ hat¬ er? lieve it or not, the junior boy that officiated is still living! On November 15, the junior class presented the three-act comedy “Pigs”. The play was well attend¬ ed and was a complete success. The play centered around Thomas At¬ kins. Sr., a none too successful lawyer, played by Edward Glover. Tommy Atkins, Jr., played by John Louis, solves the problem of pay¬ ing for his father’s house by black¬ mailing a girl, Lenore Hastings, played by Virginia Lane. Tommy Jr. invests his money in pigs and finally secures the sufficient funds for his father. Others in the cast were Ellen Atkins, played by Ann Johnson; Hecter Spencer, Thomas Atkins, Sr’s brother-in-law, played by Bernard Pressler; Grandma Spencer played by Margaret Baum; Spencer Atkins, eldest son of Thomas Atkins, Sr., played by Doug¬ las Dickey; Mildred Cushing, Jun- Dorothy Hodges stepped ‘out’ with Red R.? Lawrence Patz didn’t go with ‘his’ girl from Lowell? Ethel didn’t ‘think’ about Chi¬ cago? Ed Henderlong took Benjie ‘places’? Wilma Adank ‘came’ out with Vernie? Isabel vamped ‘all’ the boys— Bert? Pat Patterson ‘wasn’t’ always thinking about Edith? Clarmilta ‘saw’ a lot of Joe Horn? Bob Selkow ‘still’ took Jeannette with him? Bert finally succumbed to Esth¬ er’s ‘wiles’ or she to his ‘masterful¬ ness’, which?? Helen Sutton hadn’t ‘forgotten’ about Don Lusader? Marian Ross went ‘everywhere’ with Turk Klemm? Billie Gilby and Bob Volk sorta ‘liked’ each other? Lois ‘snapped’ up Harold Neilson? Kathryn Kindberg ‘kept’ looking for Forrest Everett? ior’s unrecognized fiancee, played by Mary Hargrove; Smith Hastings, Leonore’s father, played by William Fifield; and Dr. Springer, a veter¬ inary, played by Jack Fuerst. They presented the play in a splendid manner, and their acting was well received. Much credit was added to the success of the play due to the tireless efforts of Miss Bollen- bach. On April 22, the juniors held their second dance of the year, the first being after Crown Point defeated Valpo in football. Both dances were a complete success. Thus, as the commencement issue of the senior class goes to press, the juniors are trying to decide whether the banquet for the seniors will turn into a potluck or a weiner roast. Don’t worry, seniors, we promise something. Carry on ’34. Martha Peterson and Les Heist- erberg wrote ‘notes’ in bookkeep¬ ing? Edna Weiler had; just ‘found’ Clifford West? Stella Liss went for Byron Hend¬ erson in a ‘big’ way? Helen Hoffman’s ‘mind’ was on Gordon Maybaum? Joe Horn hadn’t ‘found’ Lucille Marlatt? Dan Oram took ‘Sally’ to the dances? Wilma Frame thought Merrill¬ ville was ‘the’ place? Beulah Lisius ‘used’ to have a chauffeur waiting for her after school? Ralph Marlatt hadn’t found that Hammond wasn’t such a ‘bad’ place after all? Julian Moran didn’t ‘know’ Jan¬ is? Harold Hodges was hittin’ ‘it’ off with Helen Burroughs William Fateh was a shy little ‘flower’ and afraid of a woman? Ina Thompson didn’t ‘know’ her Eddie Hutton?

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CROWN POINT INKLINGS WARREN WAGNER’S LUCK His horse went dead and his mule went lame, And he’s lost six cows in a poker game; Then a hurricane came on a sum¬ mer day And blew the house where he lived away; And an earthquake came when that was gone And swallowed the land that the house stood on; Then the tax collector he came ’round And charged him up with a hole in the ground. ELAINE TAYLOR Said a bald headed man to a wait¬ ress bold: “See here’ young woman, my cocoa’s cold!” Said Elaine scornfully: “I can’t help that; If the blamed thing’s chilly, put on your hat”. JINNY MCLAUGHLIN Jinny could swing a six pound dumb bell, Jinny could fence and she could box; Jinny could row upon the river, Jinny could clamber ’mong the rocks; Jinny could golf from mom till evening, And play tennis all day long WANDERLUST Oh, I’m tired out of routine for the fever’s in my blood Once again the spring is calling to the Gypsies who are good; And the open road is calling, I can fairly hear it shout — While my heart but knows one long¬ ing — if I only could get out! On the far away horizon skies have turned to elfin blue And I want to rise and follow as all vagabonds should do When the morning sunshine beck¬ ons and the springtime breez¬ es goad Heart and soul into a longing to go down the open road! —HELEN KRESS But she couldn’t help her mother ’Cause she wasn’t very strong. Bot. V.—What would I have to give you for just one little kiss? Lorene E.—CHLOROFORM! This is what happens in the typ¬ ing class—by Edith Burge—to the tune of “My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean” My t y pust in on her vacation My trpist’s away fpr a week My tupudy us in hur sscarion While thse damn keps play hide an secj. Cjoras: Oy, bring boxk, bting bzck Brinj beck mub8Bnnie ti my, to mr: B)@ug bxj, b6ng biez Bjing boxk m.belnioVfe mix, OH, HELK When Eve brought woe to all man¬ kind, Adam called her Wo-man. But when she woo’d with love so kind, He then pronounced it woo-man But now with folly and with pride, Their husband’s pockets brim¬ ming, The ladies are so full of whims That people call them whim-men. Lucille M: “I’m going to milk the cat.” Joe H.: “Milk the cat?! Ya’ don’t milk cats!”’ TULIP SHADOWS The sidewalk was white in the sun¬ light For May morning sunlight is gay; The Tulips flashed red in the sun¬ light But the Tulip shadows were gray. The sidewalk was silver by moon¬ light Like the moon-chariot’s silver track; The Tulips rose pale in the moon¬ light But the Tulip shadows were black. —HELEN KRESS Life is still what you make it un¬ til somebody comes along and mak¬ es it worse. Lucille: “Well, what do ya’ do when a cow’s thirsty?” Joe: “Why, honey, ya, water a cow when she’s thirsty.” Lucille: “So, I’m going to milk the cat.” Duck S. (In Latin class): Vada, are you going to throw out your gum? Vada P. (chewing V 2 stick P. K.): I should say not, I want my money’s worth! Mrs. Seamonson: Who can tell me something about Nero? Clifford West: Is he the one men¬ tioned in “Nero, My God, to thee?” Helen Winkler (writing home): “How do you spell ’financially’?” Roommate: “FINANCIALLY, and there are two ‘R’s’ in embarrassed”. Miss Taggart: “What is the plural of man?” “Men”, answered Bobbie Wilson, “And the plural of child?” “Twins,” was the prompt reply. The saddest event of the year: How we regret the fact that boys like to go sporting with guns. This was the case which resulted in the death of Eddie Kramer, Thanksgiv¬ ing Day, Nov. 24, 1932. As Eddie was popular among his associates, his loss is keenly felt by the entire town as well as the school, and es¬ pecially the second team basket ball boys and girls in the operetta, SINCE YESTERDAY In a pale gray sky last night, The moon was a crescent of gold. But the moon was a bow of silver light When today grew old. Last night the breeze was warm; Tonight the wind blows cold, For there has been a storm Since yesterday grew old. —HELEN KRESS. Mary Ann (bored): Well, what shall we do this evening? Danny Andernacht: Let’s think hard— Mary Anna: No, let’s do some¬ thing you can do, too.