Edgewood High School - Sylvan Yearbook (Edgewood, PA)

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Olffhe SYLVAN that the successful Olympic basketball team had returned to the United States. The names of three of its members caught my eye, for they were Dot Weber, Flossie Roney, and Thelma Garbark. I noticed that their manager was Charles Skillington. Another item stated that Phil Crittenden and Jack Bateman had just won an important yacht race, and still another announced that Ed Moore had been signed by the New York Yankees for the coming season. Turning to the theater page, I saw that the new Elmer film was to have Betty Rockwell as its director and Anna Mae Peters, Betty Allen, and Mary Lou Proellochs in the supporting cast. It was hinted that Rod Wilson would probably be head cameraman. The Fleming Theater had a special feature billed-a news reel of that daredevil Hyer, George Davison, in the latest hair-raising stunts. On the society page I saw that Harriett Kingsland was going to sponsor a girls' camp during the summer, with Nancy Hiles as its director and Ruth Esben- shade as dietitian. Further down the page, I glanced through Caddie Lou Kin- zer's daily article on bridge. Beside it was an announcement of the election of new ofticers of the National Secretaries Association. They were president, Betty Burke and secretary, Ruth Daley. The Helen Wood pattern was on the opposite page, along with Eleanor Simpson's article on child psychology. just as I was in the midst of reading this, a loud gong on the radio rudely jolted me out of my thoughts. The announcer, Bob Linderman. told us to stanzl by for an important announcement from Governor Anderson of Pennsylvania. The Governor was merely begging us to contribute to the VVelfare Fund, headed by Miss Betty Stewart. Again we were startled, this time by a silly giggle from behind us. We turned to see Elsie Kieffer and Virginia Stehl, surrounded by the youthful members of their kindergarten whom they were taking for a walk. My companion, glancing hastily at his watch, announced that he would have to leave 1ne as he had an appointment. But unable to keep from adding a last point to his sales talk, he told me, just as I left him at the next corner. not to for- get that this car had a body by Kistlerf' - and don't forget to get a jar of this pore deep cleanser tomorrow, drawled the Southern voice of Dot Neel on the radio as I started off down the street. 9 24

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Senior Class Prophecy - And you won't find a car anywhere with better pickup. This announce- ment ended the long recital I had just heard concerning the merits of the Ford car. My instructor had been Bill Charters, reputedly the best Ford salesman in the city. Have you a radio in the car? I asked, hoping to hear a little music after the long tale to which I had just listened. For answer, he turned a switch, and the car was soon flooded with the sounds of one of the more famous of the coun- try's jazz bands, Jim Whittumis. After the orchestral number, an announcer whom I recognized as DeWitt Howell began to dwell on the merits of the Chevro- let, causing my companion to switch quickly to another station. I noticed the station to which he had switched was KEHS, a station whose new manager, Bar- bara Morris, was faced with the task of putting the station back on its feet. A variety program was being presented. We first heard a short play written by Caryl Covert. It had been praised by all the critics, even by Nancy McDonald of the New York Times. I recognized the names of some of the actors, such as Flossie Craighead as the heroine, Dick Aiken in a character role, and Hugh Davi- son as the juvenile lead. Next Jack Crouse, master of ceremonies for the pro- gram, announced Bill Bailey, who crooned the lyrics of the next number. It was a popular song with words by Mary McManus. After that, we heard one of those gossipy news talks by Nancy Keener, who must have done considerable key-hole peeking to achieve such remarkable results. She informed us that Doctor joseph VVest and his wife, the former Betty Coulson, had just left for a Southern tour. She also said that jim VValton, that gay man-about-town, was reported engaged to Marian Hamill. At this point we drew up at a traffic light. Hi, Bill, called a cheery voice, and O'Neil, the traffic cop, waved at us from a car he had stopped. I recognized Joe Weitzel sitting inside the car, looking very uncomfortable, and I presumed that he had probably done a bit too much speeding in his new Roessler roadster. With him in the car was Bob Good. vice-president of a local glass company, who was trying to placate Officer O'N eil. As we started on, a poster caught my eye. It proclaimed in large red letters that a vote for Kirk Colbert was a vote for the people, and that, as the Socialist candidate for president, he assured them all a full meal ticket. Do you think he has any chance of beating Hamilton, the Republican candi- date ? inquired my companion. Not without the backing of the McDowell utility interests, I replied, and you know that Kathryn Beck, chairman of the Board of Directors, would never agree to that. I suppose you're right. But would you mind stopping for a minute? I'd like to get a paper. We drew up in front of a drug store where we bought a paper from the pro- prietor. Dick Linderman. The paper, edited by my old friend, Marjorie Kuh- bach, was owned jointly by john Cvanster and Edward Helmich. On the front page I read with interest the latest case of that brilliant lawyer, Leonard Shirley, in which he defended Miss Peggy Megee in her claim against the Holleran Construction Company. I turned to the sports section. Then I saw 23 The SYLVAN..-2.

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The SYLVAN-l Senior Class Will VV e, the class of 1936 of Edgewood High School and future applicants for the Townsend old age pension, being of a generous nature, and having no further use for the stuff anyway, do hereby will and bequeath all our possessions, tangible and otherwise, as follows: Part A. To the present Juniors: l. Our unexcelled ability to think up programs, to lead chapel, and to appear intensely interested at all times. 2. The captaining ability of Rod and jim. Their luck was good. May yours be better! 3. Our dramatic ability with a sincere wish for the preservation of Mr. Schrock's sanity. -l. Any seniors who don't happen to get through. They're useful objects to have around on test days. 5. One school banner, well chewed by moths and badly damaged by frequent change of rooms. 6. The front seats in chapel with the suggestion that studying just can't be done there. Of course, if you must try-. 7. Washington, The P. R. R., and. yes, even the President. Please treat with due respect. Part B. For the betterment of the school C We hope you agree.j l. Our noble attempts at art left lying around on desks, walls, scenery, and lockers. CGenius is never appreciated until too late.j 2. The outer office usually occupied by senior sinners, 3. Our slightly marred and well autographed books. fEspecially Mr. VVard and Mr. Woolley.j -l. The spare towels, gym shoes, clothes, and cast-off war paint that happen to be lying around without their owners. 5. Some gift of doubtful usefulness to be bestowed on the school at the time of our commencing Part C. To the below mentioned we bequeath: l. To two sets of incoming freshies, our beloved teachers, Miss Ayers and Miss Piersol, along with a couple of empty rooms. 2. To Helen and Mike, Betty's and -Ioe's romantic cubby holes. 3. Flossie's aspenitis to any unfortunate individual with a shaky voice. Maybe the long sought remedy will be found 4. To future teams, the badly faded football and basketball uniforms. 5. To Caroline Dawson, his young protegee, Henry's well established business of selling bracelets. 1 6. To Ursula Bigley, Elsie's and Mary's haunting laughter. Cheer 'em up. Ursula! 7. To the editor of the Tower of Babble, Ginnie Covert's nose for news. She nose you'll keep up the good work. VVe do, therefore. place our name and seal on this, our last will and testament. and do name Major Edward Bowes to be executor of said document. - Signed this day of the year, THE SENIOR CLASS l1'if11v.vscs: 1 , SNOONEY ' LI'L AUBREY TSH KABIBBLE 25