Kelvyn Park High School - Kelvynian Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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MEETS CLASS nr JUNE1944 When you're sailin' through the stratosphere t'r'lll Doing spins and flips, You'll meet these classy characters Who've taken in the chips. When good gags are on the fire and there's laughin' galore Most Popular Eddie Fox is holdin' the floor. Sharing his Most Popular class-wide fame We find fun-loving Shirley Goodgame. When you speak of beauty contests and crowds of men You must mention Most Attractive Marie Olsen. On the beam and zoot is handsome Dick Friehe Who is brawny and blonde and dashing as can be. Charming Anne Clausen in her friendly way Will greet you with a smile any time of day. A very sharp fellow we all know quite well ls genial, friendliest Iohnny Potel. When the music is smooth with a waltz-time beat lackey Harmatys our Best Dancer is strictly Aw Beet. When it comes to the boogie and numbers really hep Best Dancer, Dick Palmer, is the man who can step! With king-sized sweaters and skirts so slick Best Dressed Lorain Craelius is one smooth chick. Our boy, Bob Plunge, of Best Dressed renown Owns the zootest wardrobe in this part o' town. Lithe Lila Spannenberg of the Million S Smile Could give any Pepsodent ad lotsa' style. George lsburner with teeth like pearls Has a Million S Smile that melts the girls. Wittiest Lois Bronder is the life of the party Her brand of humor makes one's laugh more hearty. Wittiest Bob Carlson is barrels o' fun When it comes to jokes he's an A-l gun. Most Athletic Ginny Powers, often called Speed, When playing at any sport is always in the lead. Quiet Roy Cortesi our Most Athletic man ls the idol of many a basketball fan. All the gals and guys know Dot Oppegard Who won her lolliest title for being such a card. Likable Mel Spejcher lolliest of the males ls forever narrating those fantastic tales. Anna May Fiedler of the lovely, golden voice Was the seniors' Most Musical feminine choice. Most Musical Wally Pelz pounds the ivories with ease Plays anything from jive to the conventional Trees. Blonde Millie Anderson is Most Likely to Succeed She has all the qualifications anyone would need. And Most Likely to Succeed, Raymond Ovresat, ls a very mellow fellow in a fireside chat. Clever Lill Portschy the class Brain Trust Never lets her textbooks gather any dust. The masculine Brain Trust Richard Mueller ls a whiz with the compass, figures, and ruler. You've made your mark on the ballot white For the kids who're Kelvyn's shining light. Now we've run the gamut of the class elite The jovial ioes who were hard to beat. SHIRLEY GOODGAME CHARLENE UMBRIGHT 4 gl .,.q, ,W . W K ,E-vxv. v.f?:33'! 4 it ' .f f fi 7. . f '- f . 41 sq ', , 3 .sy L3 ey J :1 f, ,, I f H ' MBI 9 ' . fi, 11 Q , f qt Q0 ' W r -' 'code A 1 f agfdl 'f ' f ' - W :' 1 X 'P :lf 1, Z' x 'il 4 1-' .gp izf MZ' i T ' IV li. ,if v ' J i l i If W . .Aff , .Wt .9 W ! Il LMI' I it 1'j.n.. fx VZ, . Se 'v 1't Lee- i, l xg fzg-.Q:f1. - +I, f f Q, , es. i H g ifjjlff Y

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EH SHY ROBERT ANDRIEFF . . . five feet ten, dark hair and brown eyes are Russian's contributions to Katy Kelvyn . . , pet peeve: girls tshalil we believe it?J and homework fwe dol . . . enjoys history, basketball, and war books . . . hopes to join the Air Corps. EVELYN HAMLIN . . . a whimsical slip of a miss, this Evie . . . scored high in English, but would rather be scoring in a bowling alley . . . off moments found her deep in a DuMaurier novel . . . drooled delightedly over furry mittens but shunned scutflers and snobs, LORAINE B. HOTH . , . gifted, diligent, Libr will brush her Way to success in the commercial art field . . , gutte an artist with the vocal cords, too . . . brown eyes dote on love stories and pictures of Alan Ladd . . . tunes in Lux Radio Theaterg snaps oft Sinatra. LORRAINE PETERSEN . . . looks forward to the Nurses' Air Cadet Corps . . . meanwhile the Reader's Digest, Harry lames, and letters to lucky servicemen keep Pete's precious hours pleasant. BERNIE ROSE . . . an all-round crew cut fellow with a shy person- ality, but a great technique-Con the basketball tloorj . . . with saddles and smooth dressing his trade mark, and Koke Korner Fran his animated pogo stick, Bernie has certainly led a breezy high school life at KP. BRUCE E. WILSON . . . could be found pouring queer chemicals into test tubes and proving his electronic theory . . . the Navy will have their hands full when Brusy pulls up anchor and comes aboard. TUNE FACULTY SPONSORS Gertrude Ahern Agnes Andersen Milton Eulenberg Gertrude Hayes Clara Hendricksen Ieanne Ramsey Edith Wright Rayon X X5 Zin jlltlemurnam RUTH MATHIESEN on lanuary 15 i944 the seniors of Kelvyn lost one of their dearest classmates gracious Ruthies charm and individuality won her many friends during her school career although she has left s her memory will linger on in the hearts of those who knew and loved her XXV A! xg ' f 3' 0 2 5 LILLIAN RESING teen year old Lillian was one of Kelvyn s most active students Lill was that special addition in school activities and has been sadly missed by her classmates since her sud den death on October Z8 l943 always smiling seven 1:t:::me:2:52:z:s:a:e::z:a:z:z2se:a:r::2'---A-rs''-'-2 1 I- 5 5, ,::..:,:+:, ,-2: 11-:zf-':: 1-: 5, 3,1 2i:z::5i5ie ,5 1 .. '-'A ' 1 f , ':': -1:1- ,. .-:r2::::1:f:5:i:i:1.:.. N iii' yi ' aa:s'i'E2311?E:E:EE 'fs:2:2:-:.'-' -.1 - ---sz. .-:::a1::s:s:a:s:2-1-.-1':s:zs:a:s:: fan'-:mfr:1:zzsesKw,' s: '- . ,5 : 11211, ,I-',,155ii,iE2i5:5:5:i:ErE, 'gs55:::::::zga ' :5 :15:5,, .- 5 I-32:11-,5,+,3Q:,,, ',,,55:,,,3:: 1:1:f:w:.:., .+ ,:,fqzggg:::1v ' - ,,jf,':,:5gf:,:f:5525,:, . . . , , . . . , - , . f . ,. . ., ,, . . . . u , - , .

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GUI B HU GAIN Going home again, going home again-magic beautiful words! Rick repeated them over and over, loving to mull home around on his tongue. Months of pure hell had erased memories of a clean, well-ordered life until they seemed to take on an unreal, dreamlike quality. He had been wounded in action, and now merited a furlough. Home was the other side of the world, but he'd be going, at last! First, there was the clean-swept flagstone walk. By the time Rick got there it would be late summer, and that meant the walk would be fringed with the blooming hydrangea bushes. The house, sitting like a prim old maid in the middle of the rolling green lawn, the long French windows flung open and the dimity curtains billowing out, the family sedan glistening in the sun on the driveway-the dreamlike memories were fast crystallizing now. The all-too-familiar overseas cap and duffel bag would be shed hastily in the front hall as he hurried into the dining room. Of all the people he knew, and of all the homes in which he had been, his family had the nicest dining room. The walnut and old rose setting seemed to soothe as soon as one stepped into it. They'd put on the best silver and linen for him. Martha would roast a loin of pork centered Within a circle of crisp, small new potatoes: she'd bake a deep-dish apple pie-his tongue ached with the remembered taste of it. That first night they wouldn't expect him to stay up and talk. Right after dinner he'd go up to his room. After all these months it would be just the same: he knew his mother wouldn't touch his things. Pictures of Lana Turner and his football heroes still on the walls, scarred maple desk cluttered with a million precious odds and ends. The bed, fresh-smelling, would be turned invitingly down. He was going home! For hours he lay in his hard white hospital cot contentedly recalling funny, unimportant things about home, things he scarcely noticed when he was there. Was the telephone book still kept on the edge of the hall stairs where you couldn't miss tripping on it? Did that leaky bathroom faucet still drip noisily in the dead of night? Rick's sharp ears caught the rustle of a stiffly starched skirt, and for a moment his foggy mind confused it with the crinkling of his mothers print housedress as she jerked him out of bed for breakfast. Then his mind cleared and he saw a nurse bending over his bedchart. She turned to a second nurse and he heard her say, after satisfying herself that Rick seemed asleep: Prognosis negative, l'm afraid. Too bad the kid's so young: he thought he was going home. No, he can't last much longer, an hour maybe. Suddenly Rick realized that somewhere on the outer shell of himself there was a great deal of pain, but he couldn't place it. His mind was such a jumble of hydrangea bushes, roast pork and rustling skirts. Such a tired mind! He closed his eyes slowly and through the curtain of his lashes, watched dimly the monotonous rhythmic beat of his fingers on the counterpane-they had to keep time to the dripping faucet. His eyelids drooped lower and lower, the fingers barely moved. Then they stopped. Shirli Senger Zin illlrmnriam Gold Stars i.n Our Flag Robert Kuehn-Left November 1936 Iohn Hihbard-Iune 1939 Irving Berger-Ianuary 1938 Ransom Schooley-Ianuary 1939 Warren Umbright-lanuary 1938 Ioseph Burns-Iune 1941 Charles Weber-Ianuary 1943