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

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freshie, freshie! ! gee, i could hardly keep from cringing every time i heard somehody yell that, there i was, rubbing elbows with the seniors and supposed to set an example! my heart beat for those rhinies ' cause, i, too, was scared to death i ' d walk on the wrong steps or get mixed up on locker rooms. but it didn ' t take very long to feel at home, any freshman ' ll tell you that leading the class right into the middle of things were phillip goldsmith and barbara phillips, who topped the top-tenners themselves, and barbara won the masoma award, too. freshmen girls selected inez grant, anna esarey and peggy cooper for their officers in g.l.m. i ' ve never seen double so many times in my life, there were twins patricia joan and mary louise shires, barbara and betty harrington, kathlyn and Jacqueline mann, and esther and lester breeden. it was fun to watch those freshman boys in mr. nolte ' s wood-working class make the saw dust fly on those machines, you should have seen the long line of frenzel ribbon winners they had on the stage at one of the honors day programs, george breithaupt topped a group of ten including richard mahan, curtis capps, richard hinkley, vincent guiliani, John maier, John mc clintock, richard clayton, frank mascari and don aid greene. while i was hunting somebody to play some torn toms for me in the music department (not that i was homesick, or anything) i came across some freshman musicians, bill carter and richard schnepf. well, to explain the torn torn business, i had seen barbara willoughby do her super hoola at the cherry tree hop, and i was sorta thinking of a review. i feel a lot better about being so little since i saw melvin duncan. he could hold a gavel over don osborne as a joke, but all i could do was say, open the door, richard, meaning dietrich, of course. the only thing i regret is that i wasn ' t in personality plus like robert earl so i could have my pic- ture taken surrounded by freshman beauties like jo ellen pollard, mary pringle, nancy pierson, ruby Cunningham and patty evans. but anyway i didn ' t mind ' cause louise meibohm smiled at me when she went to broadcast on ' teen-time news, and bobby Johnson let me turn the pages of the big dictionary in the library while he was looking up some heap-um-big words.

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freshie! freshie! that seemed to be the sharpest taunt on the tongues of sophomores at the begin- ning of the new term, they do forget so soon, or is it that they remember? maybe if i were staying after spring vacation, that ' s what i ' d be living for — ah yes! to call someone else freshie, sell tickets for mashed potatoes and elevator rides, and to take up the new name sophomore-senior. but even though they did take advantage of the freshies, they are heap scared of them as far as one thing is concerned, all the sophomores hope, of course, to be the first class to be graduated from the new manual that ' s going to be built on the banks of pleasant run, but, secretly, they fear the freshies will have a better chance by ' 50. committees worked on plans all this year, but it looked as if the redsins wouldn ' t get to break ground for their new tepee until 1948. ho-hum! all these squabbles, it ' s much more peaceful in an honest-to-goodness injun camp, but it ' s much more fun here. ' cause whoever heard of playing tennis in an injun camp? well, i didn ' t play any here either be- cause the competition was too stiff, i never could have beat Joyce hilgemeier or pat prather. they ' re the manualites who won the doubles title, phew! they sure would ' ve worn my feather to a frazzle. speaking of feathers . . . did i like charlotte levy ' s feather headdress when she tap-danced at the students ' birthday party! she really earned ' em with that war dance, it looked like the real mc coy. feathers, feathers everywhere — say i wonder if Stephanie stanton had one in her brief case, i heard that she carries everything from soup to toothbrushes in her war bag, but — maybe i ' ll take a peek be- fore i leave. and it ' s just real magic the way those two gals, jean tutterrow and Jackie teifert, move their fin- gers over the keys of a piano, the most beautiful noises come out, and i can only play chop-sticks, hmph ! but the girls haven ' t got a thing on the math boys, John sharp, gene hallock, david coppage and ed mussmann, ' cause those fellows do some pretty nifty juggling, too, only theirs is with figures in- stead of keys. also fernand coffey and chrisanna rutan are real experts at this thing called pant-o-mime. they act as if they ' re mad, happy or sad. huh. personally, i ' m afraid they ' re mad. and one time i asked mrs. schad to recommend a good book for me as she did for marion sexson, but when she said that she didn ' t have a copy of mother goose i surely was embarrassed . . . and i ' m a senior, too.