Eleanor McMain High School - Echoes Yearbook (New Orleans, LA)

 - Class of 1945

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-fill piece, his Fifth Symphony. Yet, they 51- make me happy, and I am certain ,. 4, ,Us-. V .fl ,Q , .mf -- . 4- - fvf"- - . Y W 5. .j . " -- '- - -ff - .::1'--v '.',+'+- '-' -- ,B -E.. . - N' F F 5 '4 H ,l, - .L r I ' - x .' ff.,-'.,'4f,11--7-.J-w, ' 1 - ' ' ?T'?'ifiit' . 3 Q- f'.,' . if Cn Being An Album Of Records ' By Dorothy Samuelson, '45 , ,oc J i AM an album of records. People generally refer to me as Peter Ilich 2+ Tschaikowsky s greatest in a s t e r- .lalso regard me as an uninteresting, insensible' object. To discourage such 9 M thinking is my purpose in writing this jf . article. gig' My existence is neither uninterest- 4 ing nor am I without feelings. When the lady of the house, where I have been residing for the V past fifteen months, disregards my chamber, over to the one containing a rather thick album of Strauss' Waltzes, and . chooses it in my stead, I can readily 1 ' - f ' -Q Iva" 'fi : I ,tx ,' ,,,,. f ' 'X rr 4 J It .ni lpn, I 4 1- K X .Q 12,1 .1 zh:,5,,. . ,ayjii ' " . J. 2- 11. .-:.-if, H4 ,x 5 , , ' kts 23, , 1. , 'bmi ag.-Lvgf-. ,- r -v '- A - 'I A -L -5 2- ' '-'fs X , f ,4 in .L 1 ,M 5 w 1, I . bl s I I-. . 1, A s I -r 1 i.. 5 I r .r- f 1 assure you that my feelings are hurt. Moreover, when Junior decides that K he would greatly prefer "Sleazy Sammy and his Slinky Slackers" to that "ole long hair" music and aim- ,, . lessly tosses me aside, there is no Q need to explain that more than my I feelings is hurt, it takes very little to i 51, to remain clear and bright as long I , as I am not subjected to such crimes ,e as neglect, abuse and misuse. ' ' ' As for my duration being dull and V - uninteresting, I should scarcely agree. , Perhaps I have in the past suffered g, an acute case of melancholia, but P, 1 v f., ei' ag sg: last week I was joined by two 'other albums. After a careful comparison of facts I learned, to my great sur- prise, that they are close relatives of mine. One is called the "Romeo and Juliet Overture", while the other is the "Fourth Symphony," and both, as I, are offsprings of Papa Peter. The day the "Fourth Symphony" arrived, everyone in our household knew i-t. His voice squealed through- out the rooms, and the other records remained in the chambers until his little discs were worn thin. He join- ed us a little later with "Those folks don't know when to let up: thev're wearing me out!" From the time of this pun, we all grew to love The Fourthg he is indeed a jolly album. Yet, in spite of his fine character and cheerful disposition, he is, beyond all doubt, the loudest and noisiest of us all. Papa Peter-created this sym- phony as a tribute to Madame von Meek, but I am certain, at the time, he had no idea that he was creating such a brat. . The 'Overture is a beautiful crea- tion. She Has the charm and grace of Venus, the lightness and swiftness of Mercury, and the vicious temper and fury of Thor. She is a delicate. flower, a precious jewel, and is my favorite. Yesterday one of my rec- The Storm Eloise Klimm The sun had set, the day was gone, And shadows began to glide Around the corner, up the walk, In search of a place to hide. Night spread her blanket of darkness and tvs. Not a star could be seen in the skyg The darkness grew thicker, the fog more intense, The wind' blew a tempest on high. The storm hovered near, gathering its ords became lost in her album. That was indeed a delightful experience, for we were alone together. As Junior was the only one in the house, we remained uninterrupted, since he was deeply engrossed in "Jumpin' Jones and his Jivin' Jerquesf' She promised to remember me always, to be true to me forever, and to try to be misplaced in my album as often as she could possibly manage. This may sound rather odd to you, since I've previously explained that we are close relativesg but you must realize that it's all very different with rec- ords. ! s Yes, records are greatly different from the uninteresting, insensible ob- jects to which you refer. I have been indeed happy in this house - my home, and now that I have met the Overture I am certain of future hap- piness. My greatest pleasure is the contented smile on the lips of an en- thusiastic listener, and the sheer de- light of being enjoyed. I am happy here, and I wish to be forever loved and cherished, wanted and heard, played and not forgotten. I shall forever bring forth' melodious strains to you, serve you, and maker you hap- py. All these things I am willing to do-I, that uninteresting, insensible album of records. 35. - strength, , . i While myriad, of raindrops fell fastg 'A But then as if God had but frowned on. ffj the scene, ,.. ,.,. ., , 57,1-j,:l'gu The storm soon abated and passed. , . 1-fail' ' , ' , , Thirty-eight V E.C.H.Q,E:S. Pali: 'li ii I I. 5 f , Q f - , . ,. - . 334' ...' . 1 -' g, 1. f -.':S'.L-5, s Sf'....QL-':q.1ffsg,'.-""'fiiif2'i-a.-... .- aw i.'4.l11'7"!f'-2355 "' . , , , A , ,, . .,. . , . . . ,- ,., -, ....-w.,f..--...va ,s ' . .ll 5' ig, ' ,q ',,, '-,V 'H rl, j'g,,3,,,.. ,,, .w L , '.. , .V m,,,,:, ,,.- Nga: -I -,su -, . Page-gi-I . Q,-..r.. :Ci my -P-1.- 1... . . - w .Dr v',.--. .lx 1. ,..,- qgyifx 5' --v 5' .W-l-.'.q'.g .sf't-fri: Y 1 f l.4,q',,,Qf - ,Q ' -gt ""-,g5iQ:Q'k5qrg.-' E1 1.5,- -:. .,,,t,q.H:g.m:e -Y, - eg- . -J - its' L93 'ii --3,171 -11g,w.?.ygfi.. ,,11,QfJFP,wxl3'i,. 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. , wr-1. " . - 7 ,1-rm, K -We-in 3:1-.-. -.--.- 1 ---pg-,i.,,,-, .. f, ix, gi., ,, , p I -I Q K i'i-::5'il"iJ?59-3.1-'277gilEfi5"-I" ,532 1. I X ' A V 'A I '-TIT? "1"S'Eil'l? fl 12-'1iT:f?r7-if A' :,1. :n'vfT"2Z'r.- w- -een . aff:-' N 'I - ,,.1:,,,,5, 3 'ff - .5 -in-Vu, .'fQ1.-gi'-.' 1, 'L , Y-X 3 , Y 11 JT, 'f' ,A Y g 'f -. I " ' ' ff-j,',"i ,.f,ro,:. vii, 'm ir ., 53334,,LHYE-.,w1::i:"Cfj3fi.i ,QQ at - is ' -- . 1 ' ' f. I c , - - ' r -P.: V sf-ir? 1 1 , ' ' ' -- s' M' 'W :'9:',-- -,A-'-lr, agar 4 -1'1" L Theres No Place Like Home WHEN Life becomes too difficult, when the cares of the world are piled high upon my shoulders, when everything is apparently set against me, this is the time that I think of home. These are dangerous thoughtsg for I'm afraid that quiet sanctuary in my mind and the often- times madhouse down on Lowerline Street never seem to coincide. If the reader will be so kind as to permit me, I shall attempt to tell him what I mean by this statement. I arrive. "Home, home at last!" I cry. , My mother looks up absently and, sweetly pecking me on my cheek, says cheerily, "I'm so glad you're home, baby fughljg I want you to go to the grocery store." Now there are many combinations of words in the English language, but none of them hold so dread a memory as the above. I try to think of something cut- ting to say, so, after thinking furi- ously for a while, I pour forth with, Nob !!l ' I take my coat back out of the closet, comb my'hair, and then ap- proach Mother to see if I can find out exactly what she wants me to get at the store. "Oh," she says, "just get me some bread, onions, potatoes, and, . . . er .V . . just look around and get me anything you want." That command just thrills me pur- ple, because I know that if I don't get exactly what she wants, I trot back to the store. -Q Well, I go out the door, feeling as if someone had just used my only shoe coupon, -and start darkly down the street. Now I should give an account of my experiences at the store, but they are too boring for my inadequate pencil to describe. The general idea, however, is that I return home laden with a bunch of nothing, walk into the house, deposit my loot on the kitchen table, and try to get into my room without any- one's noticing that I have returned. However, I do not succeed, and Mother spies me. 'After setting the table, making some cream sauce and generally ECHOES making myself useful, I pick up the evening paper and eagerly scan the pages to find "Little Abner." As I settle back to enjoy it, thoughts fill my mind of the cheerful atmosphere and peace of one's own home. "Ah, there's nothing like it." But, wait. What's that? It can't be true, it mustn't be, oh-o-0-o, it is -MY SISTER. She comes in and glares at meg I glare back. A "My blouse," she says. ."My necklace," I retort. We finally agree on armed neu- trality and she leaves the room. I return to my paper and find my place-you guessed it-my Daddy comes home. This means dinner and I still haven't read the paper. How- ever, I'm not complaining, because my mother is just about the best cook in the world las whose Mother isn't?J. To get back to the subject, however, we sit down and eat, and talk, and gave a good time. Ah, I just love my family. After we fin- ish, Mother excuses herself. We talk a little longerg then Daddy ex- cuses himself. Gloria and I sit there talking until the cold realization comes to us that we're alone-with the dishes. - We sit there a little longer thinking that maybe they'll go away, or wash themselves, or maybe the house will burn down, and we'll have to rush out leaving the soiled dishes on the table. We aren't very lucky, however, and the hour of doom approaches. If Fib- ber Magee comes on .at eight-thirty, and it is only eight-ten then, and it takes us fifteen minutes to do the dishes, we figure that We have five minutes to sit around and talk. we sit around all right, but we can't think of anything to say except, "I wish we didn't have to do the dishes"g to which remark the other says, "Yeah." About eight-thirty, after Gloria and I make the pleasant discovery that doing the dishesAdidn't kill us, we settle down comfortably to listen to Fibber- Magee. Suddenly, the door bell rings, and guess what? Company. Now to let the reader get a pic- ture of the grim humor of this sit- . -' ' ' g.. 51.3 fgg:P.,g-1'-':L,g'j,, ' ' ' x - ' ', .3 w . , ,, - - " 'f:fi.?- 'H 1.?f, fT'l-"P 'gn g3',.'-'f,,-'i'3,f,, g -- ,' , I - '-ii"'J' ' I V-.7 QQ 4 - :ig ' r bi ': 75 .J 'I' 'fi" ""- " .if'.'6 A' ' 'H' 7 B . in fa N ' 'fl' ' -lair,-.1'-',-'-14 if -1. .Ju - ja, Q. 'f 1 l 4, L rl' 5 r an ... v.e:ae,,.g .,1v,1I,,: L' - . V-J ,'. .,., . ,. uation, I must explain a few facts? fact number, one-the Thompsons are a one-radio familyg fact num- ber two-the one and only is situ- ated in the living room'g fact num- ber three+-the company, amidst chatter and laughter, decide to in- dulge in a few rubbers of bridge. Gloria and I look at each otherg our faces are two feet long. We drag ourselves into our room and decide to read. I pick up the Mc- Call's, and start looking through it, when Gloria comes up and says, "Why don't you let me read that one? You have all the afternoon to read it and I have only night." All after- noon, indeed! AThat finishes it! I'm going to bed. That ends my little tale of a peaceful, calm, tranquil, and a string of other adjectives, day. All I do then is to give my hair the cus- tomary five strokes, get ready for bed, and leap in. Now, beloved reader, I have de- scribed one type of day to you. If you think you can stand it, I shall make a futile attempt to tell you of another type. In case you are too discouraged, I shall try to re- late it in as few words as possible. I came home, full of fun, ready for anything, energetic as a tank- ful of gasoline, to find no one at home. This type of afternoon is usually spent in reading, lolling around the house, and using the telephone. This type, too, is entire- ly unsatisfactory. Now, I should like to describe to you that wonderful, beautiful, ex- quisite day, that day of days, that culmination of all that is ideal, the day when everything goes right. Ah! I should like to, but it is im- possible. In the first place, I have used up all my time, and in the sec- ond place, I shouldn't known any adequate words to describe it. The only thing I can say about it is that kind of day is what makes one real- ize what home really means, what a family really means, and what Life would be without them. It makes one realize that her home is her- self, as much as it is anything else, that it is Mother, Father, sister, brother, cat, dog, everybody. As for me, I think mine is one in a million: I wouldn't trade it for the world. Mary Anne Thompson, '45 Thirty-.steven .. .-, ,,,v., X . K. -...I 7 .. V ,. rl' - ' '1---1" - 'H 2 ' :Y 1 ff- : fr . f kmkf M.-"4-'w"-zw' F: Qi,1,':ik'-k'- . --,jeg -'1' 5 i "hifi 1 ' f.:'-:-.. -.,, -,Q -1,--rg --ff: , - I H - U .v 15- ' I ,, 1 1-1 ,V-Ulf,-3,3 . 4 A - -4:1 --' -:rw f-, Ls 1 -. ef. . .- e - ls- - .i ziiagriei-,iWd.." A riti - . . 1? .- 'Ei 'WSW' " ' ' ' fu rf. - H '51 V' l. 2-.mi I fi:- Y " 'J' w li. ,im Qi 5 ll 5' 4: .-.1 4 'bf- M2 W . ll 4 't P x . is .4 A v u f b v -' H, Y wc .- . I R W 1 fi, ..,,1' .x I ht . ,L y v ,3- ,tr-1 -5.55 .1 a J I I 'I - A 'li ' L 3, l 5' ,V ll 9 sl fl . lx . 'Y' 1 'F . 1' . '-' C 'Q v I 1 1 X L J Y 9 A I . "' 1 -.. 9 'il 'I I V 4 J Us L '1 3 'W n I 1.3, .w- 5. E55

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W 'if'-"3 ,.- il--5.-552207'f?.e'27.15f..-51'5fq.-i- 7272 Tl' I T ' H" "'I Qi- -.1-f7".'T, '31 V1 ML H .iff A lhjf' lflvffx 'V 'W' ' is "A r' "H,-"ffcl.,f Sf LU ZW 'ia-s s .,-1v:':.!gqQ jQf" - :,. 1 ' mi- yy.: Q- M 'L' 1: '13, ' V' ' . 'Y ,rp ",::: cg F,-v .g -f .g"m.1-55 . ,1 " m., gl X ' " - fr l -, A t f ' - -'gs :'?'?Tiq3-V 1 , ie z a . A ,w., ,..,,,..e..c.- he ' . . , , , N Morning, In Hawaii K Carolyn Atkins, '45 The golden sunlight trips along the peaks Of ranging mountains glistening in morn- ' ing dew. Below, the gaily colored parakeets - Chatter in palms that lean o'er waters blue. l The gentle surf rolls up to lap the beach, And breezes soft caress and cool the sand. The rising sun with 'hues of gold and peach, Tints up the fleecy clouds that grace the land. The valley swathed in its cloak of smoke and haze Awakes to greet the coming of the day. The freshness of the night abides and stays - In every nook and glen of forest shade. Without this marvel done each day for us WlJat source -would be our hopes, our ' life, our trust? ' Beauty Hazel Muller, Post Graduate Beauty blooms about us all, Lodged in willows' graceful, tall, Blushing in roses crowned by dew, Smiling in a sky so bright and blue. Beauty breathes about us all, Nlinature Paradise Norma Mae Miller, '45 While walking through the woods one dey. I stumbled on a nook V lVhere different colored flowers bloomed, And a sparkling brook Glided over mossy stones Bubhling on its way And pretty little fishes darted Merrily in their play. The air so sweet, the grass so nice, The home of dove and raven, T'was a minature paradise This calm and tiny haven. Why Can"t I Be Like Others? Regina Taylor, '45 I wish that I could be just like the other girls Who always look'so pretty With their hair all done in curls. They wear such pretty dresses, And look so neat 'and clean. Their eyes have a certain sparkle, And they always look so keen. My Brother Pete h N M. L. Vosbein, '46 I know a not-so-little boy V Who is as cute as he can be, ,H He's not so smart, but all the sahie Means all the world to me. He's just about five feet, I guess, His eyes are big and brown. There is a lot of mischief there, And seldom does he frown. He's not a genius, but he's smart, In that he's just like mother, 'I' at as . I :Qin L71 , lfvfiw?-,,' 1.4252 "L x 25:14 ' -. .. if-1 A .: -an fl-1:5 xr. .Q K' - .,s,gj.' ' V-1:1 Gowned in leaves of russet fall Tbflf 55005 "ff 0110415 P015-'beds Be in all the world" 'herds iw' one Laughing in streams so crystalline clear, Th'-'if -'Wkf lffmfd down iflff fighl 'I Petef Dancing on sunbeams throughout the A-V f0f me, 1 INN d0'1'f WW -'Wm Hes my tblftem year old brother' Jregf. To be anything but a sight. g Beagzty abides gwith us all, A Sailoy- Em racing bot the great and small, ' h I-Iovering ever in our sight The Life A Rose , . Alma Mitchell, '45 From golden morn to blackest night. Hazel Muller, post Graduate Bell-bottom trousers , Frail infant bud, Goff of 'WWJ' blue. ' So dainty, fresh and sweet to see, While WP ffl 50 ldfmflt' A melancholy life does live, That's a sailor true. Full soon is plucked from the tree. . The girls all flock to see them Full young bloom, Marching lmudly by . ' Who blows 'fore tempest, wind and rain, They yearn to see their boy friend Or feebly droops' from scorcing sun, And ff? to fffffb bf-f eye- Does lift her head up high again. . g But marching down the avenue Aged Nga, msg' With eyes so straight ahead A-smiling through her pain and tears, Had lore to wie? md -'mile at he' A ,oyal Mau to you 1 give A But marches on mstead. Who has survived those cruel years. Bell-bottom trousers Coat of navy blue - T lVhile you're fighting on the seas' She'll be ever true.' . E-C-H-O-E-S ' V Thirty-nine 4 - . R . . .t ng.- , v , ,, 1 'I 5 F! E55 'ET 45 '. gli ' t ."i. . -Lg! :LJ 555 -- . .1 ,-gig ' 'ii ' IW: 4 A-5 V- -If - 45: . ,V .,, . 34 .53 ... - si 5 3 wg! Wg ,Fi .431 M73 -E ' 'I YY .-ij' s I? v 3-" - .QR V - R1 v-fi .FE 'fx sq. . E" , .tg , xt 'lr . V: '74 . :Q I , A'.." ij .-,wus '. lf- .za hifi ' Hit? 'J 925 72 ,. l 'viii Y ' .rig ' .H ' PM ,wg-1 - "TFT: . ft "TM ' .JE .-.5 '-' . V -, -.c,.:s---' 4.5 1 ww. -.rl-1 ' - J- -1 N. . tm, . --. 5 'Mex' I we -. '- "' 5115s,-".+.47!-Q' - ,171 J-:f,,-ij?" --5,49 - 'vtwisi-. '. .,i'gf..1'.. Q.,-F-,:1.vQ. lg-1: 1.--' V, eff 'QQ'-1, 4-iw-11,--'.:5f' .vig mix --ft,a'v1bs',w, 'I-JI .- f 1 f -' gr.-1-,,,w.1,,'.,-+,'-gg ' .liwwfxi-aiu '.:1"val.-eiunmw-+.'f.sn' 'ez?-iwesiuafitg.3flaillskxstziixfzozegukftlmtls-Js.t:'n"-Qedg I 'ftsdsrlzmree-az..rd6:a'ieT53'se5.2!l1alsFQWf: as-.fw,'3'4E1s.3s.a1iLAIS4xe5.cZ,'fTsss"'s-13r.a.!3Erf:.-1,lL.fi- ..

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