Grand Junction High School - Tiger Yearbook (Grand Junction, CO)

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ass Prophecy 'l Q EG g -J Seniofs Dream in the Year 1965 Last week I had a terrible nightmare which has remained imprinted on my mind so clearly that I can put down, word for word, what I dreamed. I am not dedicating this to any certain person, for, as far as I know, I am the last of our Class of 1928. However, I am writing this in the hope that someone will read it who is either a descendant of one of our class or who is vitally interested in the lives of the best class that was ever graduated from G. J. H. S. I dreamed I was standing on a busy street corner of the large city of Punkin Center. One of the most expensive and magnificent limou- sines of that time, a product of the MacKenzie- McQueary Company, drew up at the curb, and our old friend, Stewart Cain fwho had on the perfectly beautiful livery of a footmanl, got out and opened the door, and lo! there appeared to my sight the old president of our Senior Class, the Right Hon. Richard Williams, who was now the president of the Dog Collectors' Union. Be- for the car drove away, I just had time enough to notice the driver. Imagine my surprise when I discovered it was Carl Hoisington, who had been promoted from the lowly job of taxi-driver to the exalted position of chauffeur for Mr. Wil- liams. As I walked slowly down the street, I glanced into a second-hand store and saw the familiar figures of Lola Reed and Edna Jones tirelessly clerking for the owners of the store, R, Eddy and G. Iseminger. As I went on my way, I came upon a small book store, owned by John Long, William Shaff and Edwin Soule, and there in the window was displayed the latest hit in novels- How to Be- come Popular in Five Minutes -by the noted author, Otto Jaros. I noticed that Elberta Soule was working in the store. Soon tiring of window-shopping, I decided to go to a movie. I walked to one of the large the- atres and was absolutely astounded when I saw that Bailey Arant, the screen idol, was starring in Don Rogers' greatest production, Why La- dies Prefer Blondes, written by Bernice Holt. There I saw two more of our class, Jean Morris, the ticket-seller, and Holly Robinson, who was now an accomplished usher. The show was very good, and an added attraction was the first-class vaudeville, featuring Hugh, the Pugilist, in an amateur boxing bout with Allen Hottes. The second act was presented by the trio, Edna Bar- tholomew, Frieda Miller and Helen Stough, sing- ing the popular ballad, When Mother Hung the Ice Out to Dry. The third act was made up of dancing. It was a great surprise to me, for there was Fern Fleenor, the leader, with her marvelous chorus, consisting of Irma Avi, Hilda Weber, Freda Waard, Cecilia Premore, Mary Luellen, Iola Griffith, Maxine Musgrave and Mary Mud- rock. The fourth act of this pleasing vaudeville was the Whalley-Wakefield-Wild Juggling Per- formance, and the fifth was a short play by the MacDonald Brothers entitled Why Girls Leave Home, featuring George Mansfield. Marcus Mohler made a very convincing villain, while Myron Reed gave a very good characterization. I noticed on the program that Frank Swire, Sil- mon Renick, Harold Yeaman and Clyde Van Loan were the stake hands, with Clarence Saun- ders as their manager. When the show was over, I felt rather hungry and decided to visit one of the delicatessen shops near by. I entered a very attractive store and was very happy to see that Lucile Stoddard and Roberta Richardson were the proud and successful owners of this delightful shop. I had a long talk with these two, and they told me of the success of several of our friends: Newell Kephart had finally attained his ambition- that of organist in a large cathedral in Paris. Norman Hickman had gone abroad on the same boat with Newell. Norman had just patented his own successful invention of something new -a non-slip banana peel. Betty Adams had re- cently married the governor of Rhode Isla11d, while Mary Adams had come in a close second by her marriage to the governor's private sec- retary. Nancy Desch had had the honor of speaking in congress on the subject, Why a Woman Should Be President. Roberta and Lu- cile also showed me the two main newspapers of the city, The Morning Chuckie and The Evening Disappointment, which were both ed- ited by Reeves Templeman, one of the most suc- cessful editors of the day. On the editorial staff were Jack Rump, Charles Falconi and Clyde Rooks. Ernest Audino, James Baker, Wendell Burckhalter and Floyd Gallatin were running a large chicken ranch out in Montana. After leaving the delicatessen, I decided I had time to see the last part of the Kreps Bros. Cir- cus. I took a street car out to the suburb where the circus was being held, and had a long chat with the rising young street-car conductor, Wil- iContinued on page following O St B Staff.J

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Cl E155 ill Ov v Q . ' O -J - Q .ff it ' . Q A 9 i D J .' U , . u ' - 'I 0 ' We, the Senior Class of 1928, being in sound 19 Don Rogers gives l1iS R'-1501911 Valelltilw 2-D- mind and body, and unafflicted with any of the ills common to mankind, do hereby declare this 20 document to he our last will and testament. First, we do hereby bequeath our great store of knowledge gained by four years' experience in high school, combined with our great ability 21 in the arts of this world, to all those in succeed- ing classes who have the mental ability to grasp the same. More in particular: 22 1 . I, Richard Williams, do give unto Robert Denslow my permanent waving set, in order 23 that he may keep up the great reputation I have already gained for them. 24 2. Nancy Desch leaves her ability to keep awake in Chemistry to Carol Sharp. 25 3. Lynola Day, Oryl Burnett, Frieda Grimm and Agnes Kniley leave some of their golden silence to Alice Peck. 26 4. Kenneth Hall leaves his undying affection for one girl and one only to Jack O'C0l1H8l'. 5. Edwin and Elberta Soule give their soulful 27 countenances to the abused Juniors who need them. 23 6. Clarence Saunders, and Karl Shaefer leave their motor vehicles to the walking members of the Junior Class. CThey'll still walk.J 29 7. Eva Rigg leaves her bright cracks to Nar- cissa House. 30 8. Patt Wallace leaves her ability for ditch- Y ing dates to Gladys Tirey. 31 9. I, Dorothy Klingler, do hereby bequeath my affection for red-headed men to Christine 32 Hartzler, in order that Ed Woolverton may have a chance. 10. Clyde Rooks and Gorden Wild leave their Ag knowledge to Carl Rettig and La Verne Thorpe. 33 11. Stewart Cain and Dale Hubbard leave some of their length to Ewing McClain. Why not? 34 12. Bill Buthorn leaves his Slouch Day attire to Robert Morgan. 35 13. Joe Whalley and Harold Yeaman give up their seats in Chemistry to anyone who is not affected with insomnia. 36 14. Reeves Templeman donates his business-like air to Thomas Smith. 37 15. Holly Robinson and Florence Ridley leave their ability to chew gum in school and not get caught to anyone who aspires to this 38 feat. 16. Fern Fleenor leaves her Ford to Lina May 39 Smith. 17. Irwin Krueger bequeaths his scientific in- clination to Harold Thompson. 40 18. Lillian Martin has nothing to leave, having given her heart to Bob Derryberry. pearance to Bill Walsh. Maxine Musgrave and Irene McCune are happy to give their ability to answer the apparently senseless questions of teachers to Fay Meders and May Broadhead. Elizabeth Tope and Martha Gene Rogers give their ability in acting the part of or- phans to any aspiring to the silver screen. Millicent Younger leaves her everlasting es- teem to Sumner Wickersham. I, Jean MacKenzie, donate my Virgil book to almost anyone. It is as good as new. Hugh Pinger and Marcus Mohler leave their hard-boiled looks to George Hill. Mary Plank, Flora Gallatin, Ruth Young and Mary Murdock leave their typing erasers to anyone who may benefit by them. Roberta Richardson and Lucille Stoddard give to Nadene Borschell and Reva Downey their friendship. Mary Luellen and Frieda Grimm bequeath their brevity to Lena Cardman. Helen Sharp, Charlotte Shultz and Jane My- ers leave their flapper methods to Florence Elder, Helen Odem and Herma Guillet. Jack Rump leaves the excess pigment in his- hair to Mary Ryan. Bill Lacy leaves to Preston Walker his bored mien. John Long leaves his grin to Hugh Black- stone. We, Timothy Wakefield, Bob Derryberry and Newell Kephart, do bequeath our avoirdu- pois to Tiny Tisor, with the hope that with its addition he can make a name for himself in a side show. James Baker leaves his stately bearing to Carol Southwell. ' Russell Eddy will give his much-prized French horn to anyone who can stand it. Allen Hottes and Norman Hickman leave their ability to keep cool in the face of fac- ulty outbursts to Douglas Desch. Elston Hiatt and Ralph Jones give their football success to Herb Westcott. We, Mary and Betty Adams, leave our abil- ity to talk faster and longer than anyone else to George Hillyer. Bailey and Vera Arant leave their beautiful blonde hair to Faye Sheldon. Kenneth McQueary, Wayne MacDonald and Frank White leave a lot of advice to the Class of '29. Agnes Caldwell, Anna Lane, Helen Stough, Frieda Ward, Beatrice Kane, George Mans- CContinued on page after Girls' Basketball.J

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,44- .P Class lilisto y Gossip of '28 Time: Summer of 1933. Place: Home of Dorothy Klingler. Cast: Mary Adams, Dorothy Klingler. D: Oh, hello, Mary. M: Oh, Dorothy, I'm so glad to see you! D: Isn't college grand? How do you like it? M: Oh, it's scrumptious! But don't you kind of miss the people we knew a few years ago? D: Oh, dear!-Weren't we funny as Fresh- men? M: I felt so lost: everything was so big, and we mixed our classes. Remember when we got into Mr. Herr's room. and we had to dissect a dead cat! We thought we were in Ancient His- tory, but we didn't know it was quite so ancient. Who was our president? D: Oh, John Hall. At Piggleteria we had a fish-pond, with all the girls dressed in overalls with fish-poles and John was the biggest Fish there. Speaking of presidents, wasn't Martha Gene our president for the Sophomore year? M: Martha Gene? You mean that girl who thought the Bridal Chorus was Horses! Horses! ? D: Yeh: and that year we had seats in the Senior Assembly and didn't we think we were it? M: We thought the teachers would take us for Seniors: but one of 'em asked Mr. Hirons how the eighth-graders got up THERE. D: But, when we were Juniors! That was the year that made history. The first Senior- Junior and the first dance in the new gym. M: First high-heeled slippers. Ouch! D: Half the football and basketball teams were Juniors. And we got to be members of- the Furriners' Clubs. M: That was when Nancy Desch thought the penny ante was her father's Scottish relation until she ran the gambling joint for the Pig- gleteria. D: And we had one debater on the first team. Because she talked so much, they put her on in self-defense. M: All our bright lights shone on the schol- arship and rhetorical teams. Why, we were so bright then that the sun took his first vacation in a hundred years! D: Oh, make it a thousand. And we finished off by giving the Seniors a royal hop and a sprightly feast. One of the druggists told me he made S150 on Blue Jay corn-plasters that next week. M: Dick Kelly surely had a fine class to pre- side over, didn't he? D: Here's to Dick Kelly, the best president a Junior class ever had. He was only a milkman's son, but his face cowed many a girl. Dick Wil- liams and Miss Stockdale ran things pretty well in our Senior year, too. M: Dick Williams-I can't remember him. Was he that prize-fighter that always had a black eye? D: No: he was the sheik of the school. He had hair-curlers-er-ah-I mean curly hair! M: Our all-star Senior football team won the championships and beat North Denver High. And Yale refused our challenge! After that we intro- duced the Juniors to old man Society and old lady Etiquette. D: Basketball was what you might say BALLY good that year. M: And the Senior play! My dear, if so many people weren't around, I'd say you were simply heavenly. For weeks we went about with our heads full of orphan asylums, cranky-red-haired uncles and divine lovers and loveresses. D: Wasn't our debating team noble that year? They went to Denver on the school's money and visited the City Park. After they left, the magpies and parrots simply gave up and died. M: Yeh: and we started the precedent of Sneak Day. D: Only like the weather, it was all wet. Oh, dear, those pictures! Dick Kelly was the smart one, though. He had more pictures tha11 anyone else: but, as he says, it's hard to be in a dark room for three hours and get nothing but nega- tives. M: Don't you remember the Senior picnic, when we all fell in the river, and for eats we had snake-tail soup, minced ants and finished off with peeled noses? D: Ho-hum! Baccalaureate and Graduation, when we all dressed up in our best clothes. We called them dresses, but they must have been pajamas, because we slept through the speeches of Kephart, Adams, Adams and Desch. M: Yes, and I never want to see a dandelion again, after those boys gathered so many of our class flowers. D: Must you go? M: Absolutely. Don't press me to stay. I've enjoyed it so much. D: Do come again and we'll have a gorgeous talk about old times. M: Cwalking offb Good-bye, my dear. D: Good-bye.