Georgetown High School - Buffalo Yearbook (Georgetown, IL)

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CLASS OF 1933 First Roic—Donald Schaefer, George Sanders. Tillie Jane Hill, Stephanie Snyder, William Holaday, Helen Vincent, Kenneth Thornton, Andy Hreha. Second Row- June Sanders, Irene Lyon, Pearl Smith. Frances Hlary, Otis Richards. Alma Warren, Lillian Lyon, Josephine Camarata, Erschel Hughes, Ives Ward, Lois Williams. Third Row—Dalton Brooks, Mary Shrout, Imogene Byerley, John Haworth, Felix Gonsowsky, Mo ella Thomas, Mary Ilock, Jack Howard. Fourth Row—Dorothy Spicer. Ruby Billings, Katherine White, Eleanor Black, Ruth Haworth, Marion Patterson. Fifth Row—Orval Brookshier, Ruth Brazelton, Evelyn Stephenson, Dorthcne Bunch, Lena Vettorel, Emily Lou Haney, Eloise Coate, Ellen Jones, Felix Lewandowski. Sixth Row—Paul Klink, Charles Biggs. Willie Tutlis. Woodrow Richardson, Anna Shelako, Herschel Hughes, Harry Clark, Joe Andruski, Verlin Carney, Russell Boggess. Seventh Row—William Haworth, Billie Drotos. Richard Debarba, Harlan Chandler, Arthur Klink, Therle Hubbard, Clifford Kilby. Sophisticated Sentiment “Otis June!” cried a bunch of Sophs. “Suppose we go to visit Fairy Land. ' So crowding into a Chandler which was driven by a little Schaefer they started out. Behind them came Josephine with the Klinks and the clanks of the Leaping Lena. They found the place quite delightful. Sweet Williams grew in great profusion on the Hill-side. The Russell of leaves, the sparkling Shrout in the Brooks, the billowy White clouds, the colorful woodland Hughes, all lent a Holaday spirit to the place. The Fairy Land folk came out to greet them. Some were Moody, others Mary, still others in Ernest, and a few of them Frank. A sight-seeing tour of the city followed. Mother Hubbard, Jack Sprat, Felix, the cat, Billie, the goat, An-na Harry Lyon feasted them quite royally on chile con Carney, Clark bars, and baby Ruths before they started back. Page Nineteen

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I|gg! LA CAJA DEL ORO 'Ml '‘- -i:''’•'A-•-•••; Extracts from Travels Among Classes” Situated in the Sea of Sophistication and within close proximity to the Georgetown High School is a small island of some sixty-three inhabitants called the “Land of the Sophs.” The natives of this place are sober individuals with a general eccentricity of manner. The place is under the rule of Miss Georgia Henderson whose severity in enforcing her Geometrical Theories has caused much discontent and uprising among the subjects. Outside of this she is an agreeable personage and seems a little inclined to encourage social activities with another tribe whose chief characteristics are those of excessive giggling and a bright greenness in color. These social affairs or “weiner roasts” as they call them are gatherings at which amazing amounts of frankfurters and an equal abundance of buns are devoured at one sitting. However much of the association is a matter of form since the Sophs have a general contempt for this tribe. Modern to the minute, they hold elections twice a year and it is not unusual to find women elected to the presidential office. At a recent election Kenneth Clark was chosen president taking the place of Stephanie Snyder, the former one, and Richard Neild relinquished his office as vice president to Lena Vettorel. Their physical activities are quite numerous for both sexes. Football, a sport which envolves the practice of kicking a football, is considered to be one of the most popular for boys. Soccer, a modified form of football, is indulged in to a great extent by the girls. Basketball, a favorite indoor sport, is played quite extensively by everyone. A form of Olympics in every sport is sponsored annually, inviting the competition of neighboring tribes for contest. Their course of study along educational lines although well advanced reflects some of their peculiarities. For instance, most of them take a fiendish delight in tearing across the country-side in search of insects. I have seen many of their unhappv victims pinned to their doom in huge collection boxes. An accumulation of fifty is handsomely rewarded with a high grading from their instructor. Others of them spend a great deal of time delving into matters that deal with the antiquity of things and keep loose leaf notebooks containing data thereof. A small and decidedly select group spends many hours investigating the military maneuvers of one, Gaius Julius Caesar. Notwithstanding these eccentricities they are quite a civilized lot and are all making preparations to migrate the first Monday of next September to a “land of greater opportunities.” Page Eighteen

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CLASS OF 1934 First Row—June Erickson, Stella Radomski, Thelma Cook, Malinda Jones, Eunice Cornwell, William White, Dale Thornton, Horace Hawkins. Second Row—Thresa Tanzey, Reva Hawkins, Isabelle Morris. Elizabeth Sanders, Rose Reagan, LaVera Wimsett, Elizabeth Chapman, Verna Gardner, Venie Smith. Third Rotv—Cassandra Parke, Elizabeth Cope, Eunice Rrazelton, Lena Rarkman, Ruth Lindley, Robert Sheets, Lester Harrold. Fourth Rote—Gilmour Roberts, Franklin Parke, Robert Felgenheur, Ervin Williams, Paul Ward, Ralph Lewman. Fifth Row— Alfrieda Finney, Hazel Parker, William Jones, Merrill Mahoney, Dorwin Jenkins, Donald Cannon, Kenneth Lacey. The Real Diary of a Real Freshman Sept. 2—Brite and fare, altho I heard a senior say something about a thunderstorm threatening us, no doubt, ’cause we copped the new assembly. 1 feel very small with the rest of the 107 kids in my class. Sept. 3—Brite and fare. She sets near me in Algebra class. 1 heard another one of them there seniors say they’re having trouble with the skedule. They wood stick their noses in something that don’t concern ’em. Sept. 4—Brite and fare yet not so fare. It’s trajic how them women fall for James S’s. red hair. Sept. 15—“Ken” Lacy is our class president. I’d be a president too—if thev’d elect me. Oct. 6—Football’s a great sport. The girls make you feel like one anyhow. Oct. 17—PEACE! Teachers meet at Urbana. Oct. 20—The ware and tare of skool life and football practice is rooning my constitooshun. Xov. 4—Showed the woman a good time at the Carnival with her quarter. Nov. 24—Ready for my Thanksgiving dinner which is going to be too much for words. Note: Must not forget to save my drumstick for the band at the Westville game. Page Twenty