Hamilton High School - Review Yearbook (Hamilton, OH)

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With showering sparks , Class Prophecy and a mighty urge, the rocket ship .T'...'T'. took off from Fitz- patrick field, but we -- relaxed nonchalantly in our seats for this was ti 000 Q S lg!! 4' ...W the year of 1960 and we were quite used to such a revolutionary mode of transportation. Besides, it was the month we had chosen to contact again all our old school- mates and our minds were occupied with the problem. It didn't take long to rediscover these chums, for the de- lightful custom of air hostesses was still prevalent and petite Irene Landis and Marjorie Dedrick came rushing up to greet us. 'But have you seen' the control men? they asked gleefully. We hadn't, although Marc Welliver and Ray Blevins didn't surprise us--much! Seeing that we were settled comfort- ably in Petty's Plush Seats, the hostesses left us to our television set X' l, which Aaron Loughead ' and Hilmur Saffell f ,117 had recently improved. Hunting old grads didn't seem hard at all, for before us flashed the vision of Bob Furginson reading the announcement for Zink's 'Real-Test Dairy Pro- ducts . Then actors W Paul Myron, Lola 1111095 ll' Murilyn Custer, Mary ' Dolf, Bill Winn, andJoan Smith took over, presenting a serial by Warren Cornett called 'Poor Butter- fly or They Clipped her Wings. Dave Sloan was master of ceremonies for the Burinskas' Melody Horn starring Bob Burns and his Wahooka, a very weird Q Jeanne Sprain l'l, lr ins trument. and Marian Cook made television a def- inite improvement, too. The news broadcast fr. by Bob Owen brought the informa- 5 tion that the Antenen-Hahn ex- pedi- tion had reached Mars. As g Larry Hynes, and George Young, Hist- orians on theexpedition put it, 'This is the greatest moment since Columbus discovered America! -un..un.-uniun...uu1.m-uu-.m..nn.-m..- 1 1 1 -. 1 .. 1 -. --- Switching our dial for variety, we picked up Ira Gould's orche- stra starring suchhome tal- Z ent as Elmer Weiss, Jay Gil- X more, Jack Carr, Jennings 4 f Hacker,Lester Koehler, Bill ' Jones, EdwardHoltzc1aw, and Jim Stewart. This was surely Hamilton night on the radio. Next, the newspaper furnished addi- tional information. Grad hunting was good, for in Schuler's 'Journal' we foundNancy Iske's Broadway column, Pauline Hurm's recipe page, and Dorothy Walke's column on hair styles. Patty Holiday's art review discussed Alice Watson's latest piece of sculpture, a bust of Mary Elwell, Dean of Patrica Smi'th's Seminary for Women. The rel- ative merits of Eugene Campbell and Elaine York as commercial illustrators were also taken up. In John Spangler's Washington Column we found the record -of a Denham- Asher debate 3 which had taken place in Congress. Speaker of Shank could it. As the election was the House not quell coming up, Jeanne O'Brien and Freida Weaver took the opportunity to point out how superior their party's candi- dates, Mary Taylor and Joan Parker would be as they combined beauty and intelligence. Senator Vorhis, a misogynist, testily complained that women EE were taking over the government. Even in his home town, he de- clared, Anna Benson and Vivian Gase sat on the council, though Clif Kern was still mayor. On the sport's page, Rudell Fugate was rhapsodizing over the Red's new rookie pitchers, Bill Patter- son and Don Kersteiner, and their prospective catchers, Waford Smith and Carlos Standa- fer. Tennis stars, Dick Hardin 9 and Dorothy Leyrer, also made headlines, but Lois Scott chose to swim to glory in the National Aquatic meet.

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Class History Just about three years ago we, the class of 1941, first entered the halls of Hamilton High School. We were a pretty terrified lot, what with being afraid of the upperclassmen and wonder- ing what high school was all about. For a short while our devotion was still mainly to the junior high schools from which we had come, but in less than a month we all realized that now we were really senior highschool students and were glad of it. That autumn we witnessed our first football game as bonifide members of H. H. S. Also we were inducted by our superiors, l?J the juniors andseniors fvia the water fountain and walking-- down--High--Street--in--stocking feet methodsl . Well it seemed that classes must have officers, so we decided that we wanted to be led by Glen Kessler. Bill Shank was our vice-president and Bob Kuenzel our secretary-treasurer. In April we corralled the gang in the gym and had a swell time at our first class project, the sophomore party. Came spring and then summer. We packed away our textbooks, bade the seniors of '39 sad adieu and merrily set offforC600Jindividualvacations. Three months later we returned to take on the important title of juniors. It was hard to believe we were no longer sophomores, but we were glad to be back at the old institution again, and besides, as juniors, we had gained additional prestige. Saddened by the news that war had broken out across the ocean, we all sang with renewed vigor 'God Bless America.' An innova- tion in our routine was the introduc- tion of the supervised study plan which meant staying until three o'clock. We were also saying 'Good Morning' to anew chief, for our biology teacher, Mr. Fry, had risen to the position of principal, our former principal, Mr. White, having been promoted to the of'- fice of superintendent. In our second election we moved Bill Shank up to the presidency. We brought in the feminine influence by electing Mary Morris Taylor vice president and Mary Elwell secreta.ry. Bob Kuenzel was again made chief guard of finances. Junior year meant more football and basketball games along with the junior dance ------ the junior play, 'The Late Christopher Bean.' In the merry month of May, all the lads andlasses donned frills and flowers to make the junior formal a great success. Remember how proud we were that year to be able to hear the First Lady of the Land, Mrs. Roosevelt, when she lectured at H. H. S.? In September, we returned for our final nine months of being educated-- and a deluge of campaign literature. By October, most of the sun tans had bleached, freckles were disappearing, and U. S. History books were becoming familiar objects. Portable radios abounded as we tuned in to hear the Cincinnati Reds win the World Series. We celebrated by having one grand time at the senior dance. In November the Honor Society donned overalls and straw hats and went rustic at the hay ride at Handle Bar Ranch. After laughing heartily at the junior play, we staged our own, 'The Whole Town's Talking. Several of our members also displayed histrionic ability in the Student Council opus 'June Mad. In April, the History Club presented Mlle. Eve Curie, who proved a rare treat. Now in May we are thinking seriously about this business of being graduated. Along with all the gaiety of Class Night, Commencement, and Baccalaureate, there may be a tinge of the sad, because going out into the world is different than carrying books about the halls of H.H.S. We may never be all together again as a class, but we shall always have these grand memories of the wonder- ful three years spent at Hamilton High School.

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Class William Gentile had won the open tourney in golf, too, and Ray Graft and Bruce Hobbs were both coaching prominent college football teams. Later we dis- covered that Bob Kuenzel had given up athletics for denistry and Bob Levline was now devoting himself to the dry cleaning business. We had to leave our papers, for our destination had been reached. d We had arrived at one of the Q5 few remaining open spaces'1n' o cz! wildly America--a ranch in Death Valley. As the ship sank into the sand, shouting dudes rushed towards us. Wilbur Ackman, Bob Willis, Fred Gray, Jack Schick, Art Cappelli and Clyde Nance all declared that they had long ago given up the city life for the wide open spaces. We were ushered into this rendezvous of the prominent people of the day and, much to our surprise, found many Hamilton High graduates who had climbed to fame. Jeanne Henninger, Betty Jane Kern, Norma Castor and Anna- belle Nolting were all promising star- lets in Hollywood who had come out to the ranch for a vacation. ,fig But.anotherHollywood dir- 4? ' ector, Don Leshner, had his ' ' stars on location there. Scenario writer, Joe Marcum, had dreamed up a western epic in which beautiful Mary Katherine Rauch was playing the hero- ine who was trying to save her little farm from the cruel villain, Willie Stone, and guess who was playing the hero. None other than two- gun Bob Skillman! Marcella Duke played the mother's role while Robert Custer furnished comedy as the hired boy. Cowboys Glen Kessler, Bill Hamm, Jim Smith and 'Dutch' Schwenn had lots of fun as extras--mostly because they didn't have to work on the ranch during rehearsals. Walter Leadbetter, Maribel AHd!'9WS and Jean Boehner, prominent stylists, were arranging a style show for the vacationers at Bar None. As models Priscilla Hoerner, Virginia Chambers, Roberta Seegmueller, Alberta Peurifoy and Jean Wood were going to display the creations. Marjory Flannery and Marjorie Leyrer worked as secretaries on the ranch and told us that much of the good management of 2 the resort was due to Glodene Estridge, Pauline Begley, Athena Jones and Elizabeth Houston who were exper- rNN, I f I - -- - Prophecy ienced in home economics. When we came to the Corral, Carol Motzer, Elaine Seegers, June Hathorn, and Agnes Dees, rancherettes, were trying to teach Helen Yukola and Anna Browna thing or two about horses, but the case looked hopeless. Librarians Ruby Hubbard and Lorain Frazier looked even funnier when they tried to 'mount their , ponies. Jack Weston mourn- 0, 5, fully declared he liked his ' horses of the wooden variety. Earl Bruner had retired to what he had hoped to be the seclusion of the ranch to write his memoirs of a sailor at sea, but Sara Mostow and Nan Mayer were always finding so many things for everyone to do that he never quite finished them. Janet went exploring by herself to get mater- ial for a speech on Western life and really did find lots to talk about until Mary Stephenson galloped up to tell about the forty-niner she had dis- covered who really turned out to be looking for a this time in Arlie Melton spen ays on looking for gf-X., Kalchman Ellis Yelton ------ still little extra money gold. John May and hired donkeys and the desert diligently scientific data on the flora and fauna of the valley but Marjorie Demoret firmly declared that she was having a vacation and would spend no time even thinking of the experi- ments she had conducted in her laboratory. Betty Brate 7' and Ruthann Brugman told us even they tired of their work as med- ical technicians and were 'getting away from it all for a while. Around the Lfjgm campfire that night after 'gI,,qfI5 John smith had fiddled for yuvt' our barn dance which Mary Brennan directed, Stan Cordrey told stories, at which he was adept. Then all of us slept under the stars and the next day the Dabbelt boys took us for a gallop over the sand, where we found a strange hermit, Jim Hannah, A who told us he had perfected I a time machine that could kwa . transport us wherever we wanted to go. Of course, we eagerly said 'Oh take us back to our graduation So in we climbed. There was a terrible cluck of machinery, and suddenly here we were back in 1941 ready to graduate! ' Q..-