La Porte High School - El Pe Yearbook (La Porte, IN)

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Language Sitting: Agnes V. Anderson, Dean of Girls Mrs. Muriel H. Russell Dorothy Dick Physical Educa- tion and Safety Sitting: Mi3. Anna N. Bright, Nurse Edith Olson Standing: Ray DeCook Walter Blanda O. D. Edmonds. Direc- tor of Health and Physical Education Secretaries and Attendance Sitting: Mrs. Frances Burden Deris Uhlemann Mrs. Elizabeth Stroud Mrs. Virginia Morse Standing: Sadio A. Barnes, At- tendance Officer Faye Davidson

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As the years slip by in high school, we become acquainted with the faculty, but we know them largely as teachers. Have you ever stopped to wonder whether they are just or- dinary people during spare moments? Let us imagine a pleasant Saturday or Sunday after- noon and visit them, not as teachers but simply as good friends. The following situations might arise from such an expedition. Before we even get started, however, it is fitting to point out that Mr. Edmonds, Mrs. Blank, and Mr. Hyde would not be found at home for the simple reason that they would be out fishing. Mr. Hyde might by chance be home playing marbles, but not if the fish were sufficiently hungry- Mr. Frantz, Mr. Sears, and Mr. Addington also would more than likely have left their chairs in favor of the golf course. Here they would be digging pars from out of sandtraps and the like. Miss Burrin, meanwhile, might be found on the tennis courts. It seems that this has become quite a racquet with her. Mr. Embertson is another outdoor personality. Wherever sports are prevalent he is certain to be around. We might also find him on some tennis court stringing someone along. A venture into the fifth ward would ultimately lead to Mr. Beabout and his personally reconstructed home. It would be almost futile to try to attract his attention at the front door. A more logical approach would be from behind, where we would probably find him working on some construction problem. While in this section of our city, we would also pay a visit to Mr. Blanda. If he was not playing basketball or handball, the chances are he would be re- conditioning some piece of furniture for one of his admirers. Short, alternating gusts of wind and claps of thunder would greet us as we mounted the steps to the den of Mr. Hargrave. The cause of course would be that HaTold is indulging in his favorite hobby of sleep. If we did succeed in wresting him from the arms of Morpheus, his tendency would be to forget about us and play with his daughter. A trip to the renowned Miss Davis's home would find her out in her budding flower garden. Likewise Miss Anderson would be occupied in the terra-firma surrounding her man- sion. Meanwhile the airplane-like drone of a vacuum cleaner would assault our eardrums as we mounted the steps to the domestic Miss Seaman's suite. Engaged in her never-ending housekeeping, she would prove an interesting conversationalist if we could break her away from her work. On the next venture we would find a radio program in progress. Miss Huddleston, the radio fiend, would be listening as usual, probably to some good music. The homes of Miss McReynolds and Miss Beesley would present a striking contrast. Here amid a blanket of silence we would lind them entertaining themselves through voluminous reading. Mr. Har- per, if not bowling, would also be engrossed in his books. Miss Kelly, however, would be tom between two desires, reading for her degree or knitting for -well who knows. If we passed an old musty bam with the sign Antiques hanging from its roof, the chances are ten to one that Mrs. Little is there and has been for no little time. Upon visiting the residence of Mr. Gracie, one is likely to get the impression that a beaver has been at work. However an inquiry reveals that the litter is merely a result of his carving. We are told that he is an expert at turning blocks of wood into articles of various kinds. (11)

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Mr. Lewis is a good example of a person who utilizes all of his extra time for a specific end. If we couldn t catch him at home perfecting another of his ventures into the realm of the written page, chances are he would be out supervising work on his new home. For a moment as we lean on Mr. Ault's doorbell, we hear sounds coming from the radio. He assures us that the program is one of the concerts of classical music that he en- joys. The next victim of our invasion is Miss Essex. She is handy at many types of work and would probably be engaged in such handwork as sewing. Mr. Doty, on the other hand, might be busy with chess. It has been said of him that he grew a beard of two inches before making a certain move in a crucial contest. Upon visiting the home of Miss Walk, we are surprised to find that she is not living up to her name as far as physical action as a hobby is concerned. Instead we find that we in- terrupt her reading. Living up to her reputation, however, she entertains us graciously showing us her fine collection of post cards and photos. Not stopping, we go on to Mrs. Hotchkiss's home where the sign Out for the Day greets us. From this we can surmize that she is out obtaining a goodly number of freckles while baking in the sun by the lake. An interesting afternoon or even a whole day could be spent with Miss Jones going over her many collections. If during our stay we got itchy feet, she would be only too glad to go for a spin on a bicycle with us. While out in the wide open spaces, we might meet Miss Olson engaged in target prac- tice with bow and arrow. During this interlude, it would not be surprising for us to run across (maybe its more fitting to put it the other way around) Miss Hile galloping around on a horse. Miss Barrcs might also be found out enjoying the wonders of nature on one of her hikes. We might also happen upon Miss Dunlap amid a maze of paints and canvas. A likely theme would be a barnyard scene. Talking about barnyards, if we stumbled upon Mr. Hobbs, he would likely be engaged in his pastime of farming. Mr. Schulze and Mr. Ahrendt, the two unexcelled photographers, would be out shoot- ing in their off moments. The latest dope is that these two in order to get double benefit from their pastime have incorporated riflery and photography into one. The way they do this is to save all their used flash bulbs, and when a goodly number are accumulated, they take them outside somewhere and use them as targets. Miss Dick, acting in her role as amature photographer, is likely to shoot anyone who intrudes upon her solitude. The weapon in this case would prove to be a candid camera. When we reached the homes of Mrs. Vawter and Miss Young we would find them busy exercising their musical talents. We begin to wonder what would happen if we could get the two together. The versatile voice of the former and the skill at the ivories of the latter should make a good combination. A good place »o stop our delightful house-to-house investigation is Mrs. Russell's home. Once we attained admission she could rustle us up some of those delightful victuals of hers to put us back to normal, and perhaps entertain us with a round of bridge. After this thoroughly marvelous survey of faculty activities, we cannot help but draw one conclusion—teachers must be human like the rest of us at heart. It is too bad we don't get more informal companionship from them. Thsre's no doubt that a little more of this would help many students during their school careers. (13)