Horace Mann High School - Horace Manual Yearbook (Gary, IN)

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VIRGINIA BRENNAN— Dark brown eyes, coal black hair, Her quiet ways give her a distinguished air. CHARLES PHILLIPS— Gentlemen prefer blondes. DOROTHY PEMBERTON— Dark is her hair, her hand is white. Her voice is exquisitely tender. Her eyes are full of liquid light, I never saw a waist so slender. MAXINE PETERSON— Her manner is gentle Her face fair to see And sweet are her words As a woman’s should be. FRED SHERIDAN— There’s always time for a smile. And you can be sure they’re always in style. JAMES JOHNSON— The teachers’ delight. MARGARET BRIGGS— She hath a natural wise sincerity. And a simple truthfulness. (First Row) (Second Row) GLENN RECKTENWALL Deserving of the esteem And trust he holds. ANN NUTTALL— Ann is glad to live and smile. She studies, too. once in a while. 20 ALBIN JANKOWITZ— All-American Boy.

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(Second Row) PIERRE FITZGERALD— Hollywood—here I come. VIRGINIA HUGUS— Variety is the spice of love. (Top Row) MARY ELLEN TUERFF— A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet. PAUL RANSEL— To what does talk amount? It’s really thoughts that count. JUNE TRANSEAU— With a heart like the moon, always changing; and always with a man in it. RUDOLPH SHERWOOD— My dear, can I help it if all the women run after MARSHALL STUDNESS— To behave or not to behave—that is the question. CAROL GASSER— Full of pep, full of fun, Carol’s a friend of everyone. (First Row) ANNE BARRETT— She’ll get by With a twinkle in her eye. BUNTY BAIN GLENN RAYMOND COOPER— She’s a dramatist of our age. You know I say just what I think; nothing more or Soon she’ll be on the legitimate stage. less. 19

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BILL HARRINGTON— He will succeed for he believes all he says. (Top Row) ROY FRANTZ— (t befits a young man to be modest. BETTY BURRESS— Happy am I; from care I’m free: Why aren’t they all contented like me? BETTY WEBB— A patient little person with hands of busyness. BOB PHILLIPS— A true sport in every sense of the word. FRANCIS MALAYTER— The mighty mite. (First Row) MARY JEANETTE HAGUE— Relishes a joke and rejoices at a pun. What pun¬ ishment! PHYLLIS STONE— You make us think of a cameo. Cut by delicate fingers long ago. MAX CUNNINGHAM— Max no difference. BOB LOBSICER— Curly hair and eyes of blue. Who could find a man so true? 21