East Leyden High School - Eagle Yearbook (Franklin Park, IL)

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• CLASS WILL 1 9 3 2’’ UNDER oath and with witnesses, on this fourteenth day of June, in the year of our Ijord, nineteen hundred and thirty-two, we, the Senior Class, transmit unto Mr. S. E. Baker our gratitude for his efforts to fit us for our positions of responsibility in the competitive world. To the faculty, we leave our appreciation for their endeavors to make us less barbaric. To the student body: I. John Banas, leave my leadership to Howard I.arsen. I. Virginia Berg, give my dignity to Marie Sass. I. Kthel Blume. bequeath my dependability to Jean Rothrock. I, Stanley Boyle, donate my innocent manner and title of not l oasting to Fritz Wahl. I. Anna Brodkorb, leave one of my flaxen curls for Roger Burrill’s consolation. I. Joseph Castle, present my reputation as the neatest boy to Richard Liebke. I, Irvin Cimochowski. do bequeath my school girl complexion and a bar of palmolive soap to Celia Dorhman. I, Evelyn Draper, give my preference for drummers to Frieda Hamtnan. I, William Dolamore, leave my innocent countenance to Eddie Baker. I. James Kul, leave my stately personality to Teddy Hal inski. I, Evelyn Giertz. give my Leyden boyfriends to Helen Curran. I, Byron Good, grant my hope of ! eing a perfect ladies’ man to Richard Bradof. I. Jane Harrintgon, leave my reputation of “teacher’s pet” to Patty McGowan. I, Charles Herzberg, bestow upon Earl Pankonin, my position as a general nuisance in the classroom. I, Eleanor Jensen, give my modesty and coyness to Irene Grossman. I. Audrey Kilman, leave my appetite to Wilbur Hupfer. I, James Kinsey, bequeath my winsome smile to Betty Balke. I, Dorothy Lee Kipp, leave one of my engagement rings to Eunice Wickstrom. I, Eleanor Larsen, leave my tiny nose to Todd Maslow. I, Mary Leavitt, bequeath that perfect marcel to Joe Camp and Violet Ekhart. I, Eva Lowrie, give my liking for history to Ethel Sax. I, Blanche Mahler leave my editorship to La Vere Sell. I, Edward McCarthy, give my indifference toward life to Frances Korosy. I, Sylvia Norten, bequeath my ethereal beauty to Robert Carroll. I, Cornelius O’Connell O’Grady, leave my Irish sense of humor to the faculty. I, Wilbur Patzer, leave my extensive height to Russel Gorsch. I, William Reckers, leave my hair tonic to Red Rasmussen. I, William Riley, give my alibi-making to any honest swain in our Alma Mater. I, Nona Robertson, leave my girlish figure to Mildred Buttens and Dorothy Schure. I, Florence Rodgers, leave my domestic traits to Bernice Sapp. I. Verner Senger, leave my artistic temperament to Anton Castle. I. Irvin Sherry, leave my love for history and history teachers to Roy La Voise. I, Muriel Taylor, give my title as gum chewing champ to Evelyn Weigand. I, Nathan Turner, leave my position in the cornet section to Myrtle Lorentson. I, Ruth Voelkel, leave my nonchalance to Betty Huffman. I, Ireta Weigand. give my poetic impulses to Violet Jensen. I. Alex Zukowski, leave my talkative characteristics to Rocco De Giorgiori. This having been fully approved, we, the witnesses thereof, do submit our honored and esteemed names. Witnessed by: Jane Harrington Joseph Castle EVA LOWRIE Page Twelve

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• CLASS HISTORY “1932” franklin parke, Illinois June, 15 l‘ 29 deer pa and ina, a hole yeer has past since you left me hear at Leyden to get an ederficashun. i wuz purty green at first hut i learned a arful lot of stuff since then, their wuz 8te three other kids in the same class i wuz in so i wuzn't lonesum a tall, we elected Roy Hedges fore are class president and miss low and mr. starke were apjxunted advizors too are class, this veer are haskithawl teem one the champenship of the northwest conference. i atended meny social funchuns among witch were numerus parties and danses given by the varus classes and organizashuns. i also went to the dads banquit, to had you wasn't hear to go. your loving offsprung, gym. Franklin Parke, Illinois. June 15, 1930 Deer Folks, Another yeer is gone and I will tell you sum of the inseedents that have took plase. Rite away we elected class ofisers. yure sun beeing maid presidunt and Evelyn Fitzgerald vise-presidunt. Meny uv are old students have not cum back this yere, are class now having a count of not more than sieksty pupuls. I went too the I harvest danse and other parties and dances but none of the gals wood danse with me. Mahbe I slutd get miself a pare of oxsfords and throw away theis cowhide boots 1 bin wearin. Sum of the hois in are class atended the football banquit wile others like me onli went to the dads banquit. As a hole it wuz a very interestin yere and I have lurned a grate deal of tiolege from this hear instettooshun. Your loviti sun, Jym. Dear Mom and Pop: June 15, 1931. Well, the third year in high skool has came and went. We chose William Riley as are class President with Ervin Cimochowski acting in the roll of vice-president. We prodused the play “A Lucky Break as a howlin stiksess. me taking a miner part. A Xmas parti was given by our class at which every won had a rippin good time. As is usual we had fewer students cum hack, aprocksamately forti in awl. A carnival was given by the hole skool wich everyone enjoid to the uper-most with clausing and side shows and the like. 1 think my spellin is improving sumwatt hut its not watt it shud he yet accordin to my teachers. The biggest event of the season was the prom and 1 dansed neerlv every danse, having dsicarded by big boots. 1 guess I better sine off now and make a buk report to eompleet my English coarse. Your son, Gim P, S. I joined the band the second seam-ester and went to the district contest in Cicero. Dear Dad and Mother, June 10. 1932 In five more days I will he a graduate of Leyden Community High School. Edward McCarthy is our class president ; Stanley Boyle, vice-president; Evelyn Giertz secretary; and Verner Senger, treasurer. Miss Lowe and Mr. Stark, our faithful advisors, have bellied us with our many problems and worked hard during the four years they have been with us. John Banas and Raymond Johnson, both of our class have been choosen as the most valuable players on the football and basketball teams respectively. The Junior-Senior prom was a great success and of course the biggest event of the year. The class play was “Tommy.’’ William Riley taking the part of Tommy splendidly. Class night and commencement are coming and after all the shouting is over I'll be seeing you. Your son. James Page Eleven

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CLASS PROPHECY 193 2 » Time:June 30, 1945. Scene: Heaven in 1945 with St. Peter (Wilbur Patzer) reading from the “Good Book” and telling Gabriel (Nathan Turner) to blow his trumpet. Ta ta ta ta ta !! Ta ta ta ta ta!! The Judgmei ay has come!!!! St. Peter :Now I must prepare, for I have billions to interview. The class of '32 I shall see first of all. C. O’Grady: Bell-hop in the Stratford; have been for seven years; make $18 a week. St. Peter: Come in. only don’t be too fresh. A. Brodkorb: Flying is my hobby, St. Peter. St. P.: You teased the Freshmen too much back in 32. Travel a little farther on. B. Good: 1 deal in music and mix chemi- cals. St. P.: We’ll need a harpist, use tliat one. V. Berg: I discipline Wesley girls as Dean. St. P.: You may stay; leave your harsh ways. E. Giertz: Day in and day out 1 enjoy my golf as teacher and professional. Fore! St. P.: You shall stay and teach me as well. M. Leavitt: Who is she taking down the history of the world? She looks so familiar. St. P.: Eva Lowrie—God couldn’t over- look her. Milliner at Fields, you’re in the wrong. J. Eul: As style expert I worked five years. St. P.: I can use you to outfit the angels. You want relics. Miss Kipp, for the Museum? Stay and you may hunt for them in heaven. I. Sherry: How do you like my tenor? I sing in opera row as Mister Irlando Sherry. F. Korosy: I’m handling Duke Riley’s case of heart halm brought up by Ireta Weigand. St. P.: That’s scandal, you may all leave. R. Voelkel: For my pastime I catch bees. M. Taylor: I’m a perfect “36“ at Appel- tons. St. P.: Both of you stay; I’ll use you in the choir; and you can catch bees up here. C. Herzberg: Won’t you please help me compose a new national anthem? As Sousa’s successor I ought to honor him by that. S. Draper: May I sell you something St. Peter? For three years I have clerked in a Franklin Park novelty store. St. P.: You may have charge of the heav- en delicatessen. Any other cooks will help. V. Senger: I will paint you a picture of heaven at low cost. I’m a good cartoonist. F. Rodgers: And I would give you all some strawberry tarts hut they were spoiled. St. P.: Florence can help Susie hut I am sorry Verner is too fresh to stay with us. W. Dolamore: I am a shoe salesman from the Davis Company and I would like to sell you a pair of arch supports. I have your size. St. P.: You talk too much. We wouldn’t be able to like you at that rate. You may go. What happened to you two young people? J. Kinsey: I’m a New York sculptor, sir. and I hurt myself at work a few weeks ago. N. Robertson: As a trained nurse I was called to help him back to health once again. E. Jensen: You need an interior decorator. The scenery isn’t good; the colors are bad. I. Cimochowski: My job is to sign treat- ies as I am Ambassador to Japan. E. McCarthy: I stand on 43rd Street in New York as an Irish copper. Big as life. J. Harrington: I wrote the play “Rita Bele.’’ E. Larsen:Rex is my hero in “Rita Bele.” W. Reckers: Eleanor was a lovely lady in Rita Be’.e.” We starred in Jane’s drama. J. Castle: As Mayor of Fairview I won fame. B. Mahler: I edit the Chicago Tribune daily. E. Blume: I enjoy my position as gover- ness. A. Zukowski: Sherlock Holmes’ assistant, sir. S. Norten: My dairy farm is a lovely place. S. Boyle: The navy got old Boppo as a sailor. A. Kilman: Shall we have waffles and coffee? As I own the Yellow Owl, I have plenty. J. Banas: You all have a mansion in heav- en. St. P.: What! What is this nonsense I hear? J. B.: As President of the U. S. I signed a treaty with Mister I. M. Satan. No seniors in Hades. It secured the peace and comfort of the class of ’32 for all time. Chorus: What treaty may we ask? J. B.: THE ETERNITY PEACE TREATY. Page Thirteen