Joliet Central High School - Steelmen Yearbook (Joliet, IL)

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8 And the nextyear, you recollect, we got to be JUNIORS. That year introduced the cus- tom of having no organized classes except the Seniors, so we had no council, but we were all together in 399, which gave us that comfort- able, homelike feeling. 9 You remember, one of our first ventures was to get money for our French Orphan, so we gave a movie. Great financial success it was, but we temporarily lost our reputation as entertainers. However, as Bob Simpson said, we showed the best types of chickens. And along about the middle of the year Sally McGundy died. And Sehring, Button, Muschott, Clare et al. were on the Foot-ball team. Bless 'emi And Bobby Curry began to flicker up as a Military man, and a Student- governmenter-an' everything. 10 Speaking of student government - as Juniors we introduced it into the school. The first time a thing of that sort was started and carried out successfully. Remember? Sat up there at the desk with a bold front ibut shaky insidej and signed pass blanks, and took the roll, said, 'fYes, you may speak - just like pedagogues. Even went so far, along at the end of the year, as to put on the brakes and cut out the semi-annual junior-Senior rough stuff. 11 If I remember right, there was some excite- ment within the Junior-Senior Reception Committee. But it was a gorgeous reception -even if we do say it ourselves as shouldnlt. The decorations gave a Maypole effect- streamers of green and white and spring flowers. Never before had the gym. looked so attractive. It was lovely-even to us, tired and worn out as we were. Louise Hyde, the Senior class president, and Fred Sehring, our chairman, led the grand march. We were a good steady bunch as juniors- a line, serious, dignified bunch texcept for the Senior dummy we dragged thru the dust, class day-and finally drownedlj 12 And this year-oh, years you have gone so fast!-we have been-SENIORS. I wonder, somehow, if we won't always think of our- selves as SENIORS. 13 About the first thing we did this year, you recall, was to elect class officers-Prexy, Paddy Keenan, Secretary, Bill Campbell, Treasurer, f'Speck Feeney, Good boys, all of them, tho we wish some of them had been girls-the class officers, that is. And then the Spanish t'Flu handed us two weeks vacation along in October. 14 Sehring, Button, Clare, Douglass, D. Blatt, Langford, Harris, Powell, Grady, Simpson, Muschott-J. T. H. S. football squad. 1919ls, of course. Sehring, Button, Douglass, Blatt-4f5 J. T. H. S. Basket-ball team. 1919's, of course! Ditto, ditto, ditto, and others-J. T. H. S. track team. 1919's, of course! And the interclass basket-ball tourney was won by 1919's, of course! 15 Far be it from me to mention anything painful, but do you remember the day Eddie Moore parted his hair in the middle and ap- peared in them clothes, and that collar, and that tie-and all the Senior fellows wore horn- iimmed spectacles and things And Imogene Gibson led the Senior girls in frightfulness- knobbed hair, specks, aprons-Oh, boy! That was-rough neck day. 16 Then lots of things happened. The Seniors had class-meetings ever so often. Once they

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19-Reminiscences-19 1 You remember, don't you, the qualms with which you got ready to go to High School that first morning 'way back in 1915, the that nearly choked you as you neared the place, and the awful hollow inside of you as you actually mounted the steps? excitement You were impressed by the assembly and filled with high resolve. You were confused. You were strange. Yes, you were scared. But you determined to perish rather than let those high school f'smarties see that. Eventu- ally you got lost-and were kindly directed to the elevators. The charitable Hcup of cold water was generously offered to slake your parching thirst-at a nickle a slake. Poor little green and white freshies-green in ex- perience, white with awe-your colors were well chosen! Z Remember how soon, tho, we got to feeling chummy with ourselves-we, us, 1919, THE CLASS! 3 And Miss Seacord culled a dramatic club from amongst us and taught them 'LMiles Standish. Ah! Bernhardt had nothing on Priscilla, Margaret Bond, nor Southern a shade on George Arbeiter, Standish. And Conant ever since has been living up to the advice implied in MWhy don't you speak for yourself, John? 4 Then along in the spring of the year, Mr. Smith discovered that Mr. Shakespeare would have been three hundred years old if he'd lived, and that it was up to us to celebrate his death with a pageant. So we did-the whole school did, the whole town did, in fact, but Claude Dano was Romeo-in white tights and a feather an' everything. And Dorothy Roberts was Juliet. And lots of other '19,s carried a canopy over them. And lots of other 19's were Macbeth witches. And Fern Perry was a Herald-and not so much rode as she was carried by-a horse. It was a grand day for the 19's-and of course others. 5 The next year, you recollect, we got to be SOPHOMORES. Some Class! Literally some class-we were organized. We had a class council. Fern Perry was chairman and ran things. George Clare, Fred Sehring, Robert Curry, Fred Lauer, Marshall Wheeler and Robert Shaw also ran. Miss Blair and Mr. Shutz helped with the running. 6 Sociable bunch, too. As Freshmen we had been brought up on Social Hours. Now we howled for a party. Had it-danced till the hour of 10:50 and were sent home. Miltona Moore gave a piano solo that night, Teckla Bale and Lizbeth Castle danced, Leona Schuessler spoke a piece-and were there others, do you remember? Wonderful night, anyhow, wonderful white night! 7 You know how it is-looking back. You may not remember that we won the class basketball tourney, as Sophomores twe didj, but you'll never forget the autumn sunshine down at those first foot ball games, nor the brisk breeze on the bleachers, nor the thrill of the snake dance, nor our pride at being hoarse from roaring for the team. No pop- corn will ever appeal like that we sold-and generously ate-in the interest of the Sopho- more treasury.

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elected a year-book staff tsee cutj. Once they elected class advisers-Miss Barns and Mr. Plummer. Once they almost forgot they had class advisers--and didn't hold a meeting. 17 And if it hadn't been for that wire cutting, there wouldnlt have been any moon-light dances at the Senior Party, May 2. It was a grand party: a fortune-teller-ffCross my palm with silver and heed this warninglv 1919 talent-see Sophomore party reminis- cence-the same only better! 18 The do you remembersw are simply crowd- ing, and therels very little room up in front. The Junior-Senior Reception-a whiz-we thank you! Bob Curry-what happened to him in Wilmington on that Red Cross Drive? Mary Schaaf-her love letter found-ffYou just can't be too jealous to suit me, from Fred Blatt. The junior Dummy-192O- long may it hang! Fred Sehring, cherries in bed, quart jar, teaspoon. Miss Barns' sur- prise party, May 5, A. Conant and H. Griffin almost present. Spiritualist meetings, E. El- wood, Helen Smith and company. Miltona's unique and romantic birthday gift to Bobby Simpson-the farewell party for Col. Tillman. Class Day. Ivy Day. Senior Play. Puff! Puff! 19 And do your remember, that for four years we've been together thru the same trials, the same pleasures, the same work, that we've made the same friends, some closer than others, but all friends, that we should feel the same gratitude toward the teachers who have been patiently and sincerely doing their best for us, and we have learned from our com- mon experience the virtue of standing to- gether, and that we have stood together and worked together? Surely we cannot forget, tho we may in the future be far from one an- other, these four years spent as comrades. LOUISE HINDLE. 235 qf if Jvc haw 5F'