Emmerich Manual High School - Ivian Yearbook (Indianapolis, IN)

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( yyd!- 7 Dear Bill, There are weeks and weeks — Peanut Week, Book Week, Music Week, Drink Milk Week, too — and so, although President Roosevelt has not declared it officially, I think there should be a Write a Letter a Day Week. Are you for it, Private? Swell! Just think, Bill, I ' m graduating after four years at Manual. Is it a grand and glorious feeling? I ' ll tell the Allied world it is — in a way. Funny how in these last days before grad- uation I keep walking through the halls, wanting to remember al- ways the low chiming of the old hall clock, the huge copy of Gainsborough ' s Blue Boy, the lunchroom when the sun is stream- ing in, yes, even the tune-up discords from the band room. I ' ll bet some of these were your favorites, too, when you graduated and enlisted in the air corps. Check? Speaking of the air them gremlins yet? I mean tangled with you? We found EMTHS. They are the Manimps chievous Manimps get into ev schedule, when the fountains away, when cafeteria dishes on the Manimps. The hookey- little cutter has us all i couple on the senior panels corps, have you had any trouble with , have those naughty little fairies our own special type of gremlins at (accent on imp ). Really those mis- erything. When the bells ring off squirt too far, when the soap slips fall down and go boom, we blame it pixie is the one to avoid. That n dutch. I ' ll have Eulamae draw a Maybe you know some. Say, Bill, do you recall how everyone quoted Confucius as a fad? Now, it ' s Red Skelton, but I still think the Chinese gentleman was a wise old man when he said, One picture is worth a thousand words. How did he know then that I was planning to mail to you lots of snapshots that my cousin Eddie and I have been taking around school all year? The Skipper approves my idea of sending you illustrated letters, and not only does Mr. McComb offer moral and morale support, but he and Mr. Sanders and Mr. Barnhart rounded up and contributed with their best regards a set of photographs of all the faculty, the office force, social service bureau and the cus- todians. Nice . . . and here ' tis on the next pages.

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a. The Senior Booster Published by the Class of 1943 Emmerich Manual Training High School Indianapolis, Indiana

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You ' ll notice, as in the song, that there have been dome changes made since your school days in ' 42. As they stand now — Miss Menka Guleff ' 38, joined the English department, teach- ing speech in place of Mr. E. Edward Green, who is now Sgt. Everett E. Green, 35364229. Miss Martha Kincaid has the Spanish section in hand. ;Comprende usted Espanol? In the home eco- nomics domain are Miss Catherine Cooley and Miss Ida May Good. She signs herself as I. M. Good and will become a WAAC in June. Miss Wilhelmina Schaufler is on the commercial staff, replacing Mr. John Piper, who left in March for a secretarial position at the Y.M.C.A. Miss Roberta Trent — you should hear her play the violin ! ooh — and Mr. Mallory Bransf ord are new people in the music shot. Mr. Louis F uchs has joined the shop teaching force, and you ' ll notice in the same scene that Mr. Harold Winslow transferred from music to manual training. Still another change, Mr. Paul Collins left the mathematics division to appear with the scientists. Recognize Helen school bookkeeper? Miss at Manual last year, is class has charge of the rapher, and Miss Louise is registrar. Bonnie Le the art department. In dentally, is having a ti Manimp and rising juveni Joanna Cushwa substitute and Wilmajean Austin is Mennel, who graduated with you, as the Violet Throm, who did practice teaching attendance clerk. Margie Grider of my salesroom; Alice Clay is clerk-stenog- Mertz, who is the school nurse ' s niece, x, by the way, is the new assistant in the social service bureau, which, inci- me with victims of the hookey-pixie le delinquency because of the war, Mrs. d for Mrs. Ruth Greenberg this spring, also in the office. And, Bill, do you remember Dick who used to be janitor on the first floor? Mr. Holloway died this spring. Everybody misses him. I could go on and on, but I ' d better save some, hmmm? Eat all your G. I. spinach, and G. I. wish you ' d write me soon. Affectionately, fisrtk t aMik