Fairview High School - Challenge Yearbook (Fairview, PA)

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Page Fourteen THE CHALLENGE May, 1936 eniofz Glass . . . The present Seniors in 1932. Will you look at all the boys they have? Front HOW-left to risfllt-B. Zeisef, P. Pangratz, J, Honach, XV. Phillips. Second Row-G. Rodak, E. Light, M. Souza, B. Getz, I. Muller, A. Sisson, E. Leffler, C. XVilliamson, E. Henry, B. YVeisberg, Third How-Miss Beal, E. Lydig, XY. Bailey, H. Leslie, C. McCray, E. Getz, H. Swalley, A. Mitcho, E. Frank, F. Amy. E. XVQ-isloyel. Top How-H, Goodenow, B, l'llVt-ll, E. Campfire, C. Michael, J. Holland, R. Bar- ron, I.. Klemm, A. Milks, H. XYi1dfeur. SENIOR CLASS HISTORY We do not wish you to think of our class history as just a collection of dates and events which have happened throughout the four years, and are written on a single page in our year book. Think of it rather as a book itself filled with notes hastily scrawled on yellow tablet paper: old programs from plays, operettas, and dances, and bits of compositions on Macbeth or Abraham Lincoln. For these make a class history. When our memory of the days at Fairview High grows slightly dim, we can take out an old 1936 Challenge, and with the aid of the names and pictures, memories will come rush- ing back-memories of a certain hard-earned fgotball victory, of the time a Senior girl spill- ed on some one at a football banquet, of the time you got kicked out of class, of a cer- tain dance or a moonlight strollg of Com1nence-- ment night when we marched, rather frighten- ed, up the aisle-and of all the other things which might seem trivial to other people, but which are so important to us. Perhaps some folks may say we have not ac- complished anything remarkable in our four years here, although we have had our own little triumphs on the athletic field, in the classroom, in the auditorium. But what we have not ac- complished in material things, we have more than made up for in things which are more val- uable than any earthly treasure-our friend- ships and our feeling of good-will toward each other. After all, it is this friendship which made our high school life what we will ever remem- ber-this was high school.

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May, 1936 THE CHALLENGE Page Thirteen mad rush. I left the theatre feeling that this had been one of the most enjoyable assignments I had ever had. When I got back to the office, I learned that I was to meet the Transatlantic plane which carried a very prominent explorer. Our Eng- lish office had telephoned about his departure and his importance, but the connection hadn't been very good, and so they weren't quite sure of the name. I arrived at the airport just as the plane made a perfect three-point landing. There was a great crowd for me to push through, but the lights made the field .as bright as day. A very shy and timid-looking man seemed to be the center of attention, and I knew he must be the explorer because he had a lion cub with him on a leash. As he ap- proached amid cheers, I recognized none other than Harold Goodenowl We talked over old friends before I tried to get the facts neces- sar for my interview, and he told me that he had seen Ellinor Weislogel, now the wife of the Secretary of the Navy, in Northern Africa. She and her husband were just setting out on a big game hunting expedition when he saw them. As he left, Harold advised me to go back and inspect the plane. I took his advice, though I didn't quite know the reason for it until I saw the pilot. I wasn't sure of her identity at first, but after she had spoken a few words, I was positive. The pilot was Eve- lyn Getz. We went into the airport restaurant, and over a barbecue sandwich she told me that Erma Locke was doing very well as an air stewardess on this same line. She had heard that Irma Muller was still a nurse at St. Vin- cent's hospital in Erie. And we found that we were both devoted listeners to the Young and Rood Radio hour which has taken the once famous Jack Benny's place on the air. She hadn't known that Charlie wrote their script which is full of dirty cracks between Kenny and himself though they are still as good pals as they were in high school. Evelyn said she had just been transferred to the New York- London plane, and so we promised to see each other often. Life went on with the usual mad rush so typical of New York, and more than two weeks passed before I saw another member of the class of 1936. We went to a reception at the Waldorf, but were so late that the receiving line had dispersed before we arrived, and since these big affairs are very confusing, I hadn't even bothered to find out who the guest of honor was. We were dancing to the music of an extra good orchestra when a man cut in with a very assured air. I looked at him in- tently after we had danced a few steps, and then suddenly recognized Bob Barron. You can imagine my surprise when I discovered that he is now a botanist who is working on a new fruit-a combination of apple and pear which the Japanese started. He promised to send me a basket of his latest crop, and then asked me whether I had seen John yet. John who? I countered blankly. Why John Ropach, of course. Didn't you meet him in the receiving line? I explained my ignorance on the ground of my late arrival, and then Bob told me that John was the new ambassador to France for whom the reception was being given! We stopped dancing immedi- ately, and finally found him, looking very smooth in his white tie and tails with a mon- ocle in his eye. We talked a bit, and John told us how he had advanced from his work as government interpreter through the various posts in the foreign diplomatic service. He still seemed a bit breathless over his new posi- tion, but remembered to tell me that he had heard Betha Lewis, the concert pianist, in a very successful performance in London. The very next afte1'noon, I went to tea with the dramatic critic who assured me that he had discovered a popular new place on Riverside Drive. The tea room was so very popular that there weren't any vacant tables, but Lynn as- sured me that he knew the owner, and asked to see her. A pretty waitress led the way to an inner office, and there sat Catherine Will- iamson! Lynn had to take a back seat, because I knew the owner even better than he did. Catherine admitted being married, but she and her husband had just moved to New York and she thought that the tea room would occupy her time until they got better acquainted with New York people. Katty had lots of news about old friends. Alice Sisson and her hus- band had just moved to Boston, Harriet Swal- ley was social secretary to a wealthy woman whose name appears in the Social Register, and Betty Getz was a Math teacher in a Long Island high school. We immediately made plans to go to the Notre Dame-Cornell football game together the following Saturday after- noon, and when I found that Katty had a red- haired young son on the Cornell team, I was rooting for Cornell The game that week end was certainly thrilling. 14-14 in the last quar- ter, and then a Cornell man plunged through the line and tore down the field with the two teams right behind him. The people in the stands went wild, and as the fellow went over the line, I received a terrific and unelxpected squeeze. The source of the squeeze was a per- son whom I had rather expected to be on the Cornell side of the field-Edna Leffler. She had been a Math teacher there, and Katty had told me that she was the new Dean of Women. Edna brought me news of the last member of our class, Charlotte McCray. We did a lot of reminiscing, and although it was only Novem- ber, Edna and Hon had their plans all made for the Olympics for the following summer. Hon was coaching for them already, of course. We came to the obvious conclusion that the mem- bers of our class had all been most successful, though I don't believe we could have prophesied their future way back in the year 1936.

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May, Page Fifteen uniofz Glass . . . .1 l Front Row-left to right-Alex Rubin, Lee Pratt, Harvey XValter, Second Row-Ann KYil1ian1son, Margaret Essick, Helen Carlson, Mr. Moore, Agnes Benedik, Grace SCllll1t'llQl', Lucille Fetterolf, Third Row-Helen Michael, Louise Couihlin, Elizabeth XVilkins, Frances Merritt, Helene Nielrauer, Loyall Thrall. Top Row-Roscoe Haur, Jack I-Iollannl, Kenneth Bt-mlure, Ernest Leopold, Max East. Sorry Owen Gruhbs was absent that day. I JUNIOR CLASS HISTORY We, the Class of '37, entered high school on September 2, 1933, very meek and excited. We were not noticed except in regard to our green actions until we were seen sporting the sophs' ideas of initiation. We took it and we could have stood more. We returned their reception by asking them to a Hallowe'en party at a barn on a frosty night. We froze and so did the party. However, we asked them to an- other school party which really hit the spot. We were happy to win the literary contest. And as a contribution to the school We gave a hall tree for use in the office. We ended our first year with a farewell party on the beach. September, 1934. Here we were sophs-we were all set to be straight through our sopho- more year. First, we attempted tanning and initiating the freshies. What a job! They were unusually fresh. But we accepted their invitation to a return party. As an example for them, we frequently patronized our new institution, the detention hall. We held a num- ber of class parties during the year, and be- came well acquainted. We would have put over the school picnic all right-if rain hadn't interfered. September, 1935. Juniors already! We thought we knew all about high school, but redecorating got us a bit confused. Classes skipped about from room to room to make way for the plasterers, the painters and the Var- nishers. And the library never did get back to its original room. When they finally got the pictures hung again and Miss Black got her India print on the wall, we began to feel more natural-and we were much cleaner and brighter. We chose our motto, At the foot- hills, climbing . And from the very beginning of the year we worked at our task of earning money. We sponsored many bake sales, a few parties. and a box social so that by May 14th we were able to give the Seniors a grand re- ception at Hunters' Lodge. With our one big event well accomplished we ended our junior year, all prepared to accept the honor, sen- iors .