Hammond Technical Vocational High School - Chart Yearbook (Hammond, IN)

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THE trees. Two men are strolling: along the shore. They are tanned almost beyond recognition. But I eventually recognize them as Harry Cavan and Richard Vander Tuuk. The voice of the Crystal Gazer hesitated, then: “We are again in our own neighborhood. The crystal seems to be doing fine and it brings to light unthought of situations. Here we have Marie Littman, the most capable and efficient nurse in St. Margaret’s Hospital. She is putting to use the experience she had in Miss Purdy’s office. “An immense A and P store has been erected on State Street and we find Dorothy Lakin and Alice Volkman as the very capable managers. Their charming personalities and efficient business methods have won an enormous trade for their store. “A great discovery has just been made. We have within our midst a marvelous personage. He invents wonderful things. His latest accomplishment is a fuelless motor which, when in an automobile en- ables it to run on land or water. The car runs by drawing electricity out of the air and it draws enough to enable it to go at a terrific speed. The proud inventor is William Pawski. “I am now looking into a small neat room. Seated at a desk in the far corner of the room is a young man, sleeves rolled up to his elbows and hair sadly disheveled. This is due, perhaps, to the great ordeal through which he is going. He is making an effort to invent a satisfact- ory thirteen month calendar, but seems to be making no headway. Perhaps his success in writing the school calendar of 1928-1929 has made Ralph Ballou conceited enough to think he can accomplish this. “I see now in my crystal the Ford Airport at Lansing, Illinois. Here and there are planes being put in order by expert mechanics. Excite- ment reigns on these premises today, because a non-stop flight is to be staged and this is the starting point. Two large planes, still in the hangar, are lovingly fondled by their owners who then leave to consult with the mechanics. I have not seen their faces, but here they are comparing watches and are looking up at the sun. I recognize them as Harry Hawkins and Elmer Johnson. “The scene again changes. We are now in the heart of town. Next door to the Parthenon is a dainty little tea shoppe. It is owned and operated by Nellie and Mattie, the Van Gorp cousins, and Locadie Ratter. “I see a strange sight. In spite of all she ever said expressing her opinion of English teachers and how they should conduct their classes, I see Helen Guess teaching in Room 106. “Size is of no account in the game of life. We find Henry Paisley head cartoonist of the Chicago Tribune working away in his office on the tenth floor of the Tribune Building. “The crystal now shows me a scene in Whiting Park on a warm summer evening. A band concert is being given and during the inter- mission the director walks among the crowd. He is none other than Carl Nack, a former Tech musican. “One of the season’s most popular entertainments has just been announced. Joe Bognar and Victor Sitnick are bringing their renowned marionettes to the Technical High School’s new auditorium for a per- formance. Twenty-seven

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r s :: j l 0 tX THE CHARTS Class Prophecy 1 WAS VERY much upset. T had been asked to write the class prophecy and this evening 1 sat in my room trying in vain to develop an idea. Finally in desperation I threw down my pencil and went to sit at the top of the stairs. What was that? I heard a deep drawling voice that forced me to listen to what was being said. It was tne Crystal Gazer from station W. M. A. Q. I leaned forward and with every nerve tense I listened. The radio had given me an idea, I would write to the Crystal Gazer and ask for an interview. The days seemed endless! as I waited for the answer. It finally came: “If you will tune in on W. M. A. Q. on Tuesday evening at 7 o’clock I will grant your wish.” When the zero hour drew near I was sitting in front of the radio with a complete supply of writing materials. Soon I heard a deep weird voice saying, “If you are ready let us start. We are going to look into the lives of the Seniors of the Technical High School ten years hence. “Looking into my crystal I see first your class president, Joe Cars- man. He is the successful president of the First Trust and Savings Bank of Hammond, Indiana, lie is loved by those who know him because of his fair dealings and agreeable ways. “I see a great courtroom. A man is on trial for his life. The lawyer for the defendant is doggedly pleading his case. I recognize him as Harold Dibblee, your vice-president. “My crystal brings before my eyes a large hall, festively decorated with beautiful lanterns and streamers. A great light is flashed on a lone, dark-haired girl, dancing in the center of the room. She is a marvelous dancer and is encored once, twice, three times and is greeted hilariously at each appearance. The girl turns her face to the light and I see that it is none other than the well known Marie Adams, your secretary. “I see a dark girl. She is employed at Woolworth’s and seems very dissatisfied with what life has to offer her. Her ideals are high and she craves money and excitement. Her future is unhappy because of her tastes. Her name is Viola Lau. “I see a small comfortable bungalow which casts around it an air of cheerfulness. A young woman is standing in the doorway. She has a smile on her face and you would be very glad to see the former Ruth Worley as she is now. I must not stop. My crystal is filled with visions. I see a young red-haired man. He is on the stage, but he is not an actor. I have it. He is the reknowned Master of Ceremonies at the newly built State Theatre. His name is Edward Cox.” There is a long pause and I begin to wonder if he has forgotten 1 here he is again. “I have had to go a long way. I see a large body of water and a vast area of sand. The land is dotted here and there with tall palm Twenty-six

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THE CHA R 7W ' s r s e, — “I see the interior of the home of a well known New York society matron. A ball is being given in honor of Colonel Lindbergh in recogni- tion of his latest accomplishment. There are many notables present and if my crystal does not fool me I see the faces of many former Tech stu- dents. On one side of the room I see Clarence Clark talking to charming Dorothy Lutes, now a well known actress. Seated under the palms in the conservatory are Muriel Eastman and James Munster. There by the beautiful fountain is Gertrude Kosin, the noted pianist, accompanied by Harry flatten, the broker from Wall Street. “I have a new scene in my crystal. I see a small village in Switzerland. A group of vacationers come out, of a hotel and begin to consult with a guide. The group looks very gay and picturesque in their bright colored garments. I am curious to see who these people are. Why, there is Mae Bostian! She inherited a fortune shortly after her graduation and has lived a life of ease since. It must be fate that has brought these old friends together again, for I recognize Esther Campbell. She has made a name for herself as a very capable member of the Board of Education. She is accompanied by the congenial George Leu, now a successful business man from Philadelphia.” He hui lied on: My crystal now brings before my eyes a large boat out on the ocean. It is the Majestic and on its ample decks are seated individuals that look very interesting. I see the Captain, stately and proud in his immaculate white uniform. The first mate addresses him as Captain Elmer Amwald and he is the subject of much admiration. Glancing curiously around the deck my eyes rest upon a gentleman and his companion. Her quiet, dumure ways mislead one and she would not be recognized as the lively dark-haired yell leader of former happy davs Of course, it is Inez O’Brien.” ,“ T see in my crystal the Radio Department at the Lion Store. 1 he broadcast children s stories every afternoon and the young ladv in chaige is called the Story Lady by the hundreds of children who love her although they have never seen her. I recognize her as Inez Hendrickson On Monday and Thursday afternoons the Story Lady reads poems to the children. These poems are written by Gwendolyn Roberts. ‘‘The fifteen story Indiana Hotel on State and Hohman Streets has just been purchased by Mildred Powell and Lillian Kuschel “I see a young woman seated at an easel. She is painting dili- gently. She pauses and turns toward me, it is Luella Vanes. “My crystal shows me a large department store in New York In the Accounting Department I see Lucille Hartman and Lilv Epstein, and in the same store I see Kathryn Vasiliades as a very capable Sales Manager. I enter one and there I find “I see the shops along Fifth Avenue. Louie Friedman as manager. “We are back in our studio now— I glance at the clock, in ex- actly one minute the Crystal Gazer leaves the air. There are no more V i S1 ?u S ' % my c 7? ta1 ’ its travels for this evening are over. One member ot the Class of 29, however, has not yet passed in array before you that member has just stepped into the studio and he asks me to tell you that this decade has brought to him much fame as the golden voiced announcer from W. M. A. Q. The Crystal Gazer is now turning the microphone oyer to Kenneth Guse and leaving the air until 7 o’clock to- morrow evening. Goodbye everybody! Twent i-eight