Lima Central High School - Annual Mirror Yearbook (Lima, OH)

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Bob Offenhauer, Craig Pursley, and Eugene Stoner. Two juniors who helped junior year and we wish to express our heartfelt gratitude to her for the Warren Miller. Miss Jones was an ever present, tried-and-true help to us during the junior year and we wish to express our heartfelt fratitude to her and for the aid that she gave us. At last the supreme achievement is a thing of reality, and the green fresh- men of four years ago sit comfortably ensconced on the regal throne of seniority: through tedious hours of waiting and burning the midnight oil, we have emerged into the hereditary right of distinction that each passing class has enjoyed to its utmost and then laid down its place for those to come, Although the dis- couragements have been many and the clouds of gloom dark and sombre with foreboding, we can glimpse a crystal beam of promise that will guide us in the life to come after we doff our commencement trappings, and after we forget our petty heartbreaks in the struggle for wordly attainment. For our senior year, the best we shall ever remember, we elected as our class officers Forest Moor, president: Eugene Stoner, vice president: John Walters, secretaryg and Clarence Frey, treasurer. Our eight Student Council members who worked like monstrous Calibans 'throughout the year were Margaret Guernsey, Shirley Kinzer, Bob Rohn, Bob Offenhauer, Carlton Mead, Bob Hay, Don Roberson, and Marshall Rodgers. The following committees were chosen by our president, Forest Moor, and Miss McClurg: Memorial: Don Roberson, Helene Stonehill, Eugene Stoner, Philip Kessler, and Mary Elizabeth Swegerg Graduation outfits: Jack Rapp, Mason Blosser, Helen Hossellman, and Coy Pepple: Dinner Dance: Margaret Guernsey, Dorothy Kershaw, Bob Hay, Carlton Asher, Jean Ransbottom, Ernestine Molden, Margaret Schnabel, Margarita Doan, John Bidwell, John Charles Crites, and Wilson Staples: Announcements: Carlton Mead, Betty Basden, Paul Jones, Ellen Benner, and Harriet Aultg and the Senior Play: Oliver Smith, Bob Snook, and June Whittington. Those senior huskies who donned the moleskins and shoulder-pads for the great day-Thanksgiving-and who Went out to suffer beneath the none too gentle digits of the Tigers were Bob Rohn, Forest Moor, Paul Brown, Warren Miller, Bob Offenhauer, Joe Petree, William Porter, Craig Pursley, George Radulovich, Warren Staup, Eugene Sltoner, and John Walters. These gridiron gargantuans were all seniors and all received football letters for their sparkling work afield. Basketball saw these seniors getting letters: Bus Moor, Warren Miller, Bob Rohn, Bob Offenhauer, George Radulovich, Walter Manley, and Eugene Stoner. Many seniors took up the ponderous tome and slipped the well-worn reportorial pencil behind their ears this year. In other words, there were quite a few seniors who were on the Annual and Weekly staffs, and the volume and content of the work turned out, speaks for itself. Those on the Annual staff were Marshall Rodgers, Coy Pepple, Kathleen Baxter, Mary Kathryn Mack, Bob Snook, Bill McGriff, Virginia Fenton, and Don Roberson. On the Weekly staff were Betty Freshwater, Helene Stonehill, Margaret Schnabel, and Richard Reid. Those seniors who were on the honor roll every, or nearly every time, were Kathleen Baxter, Iona Campnell, Virginia Fenton, Blanche Green, Mary Ann Dawe, Margaret Guernsey, Mary Martha Koch, Dorothy Kilgore, Bernice Rothe, Margaret Schnabel, Helene Stonehill, Jean Yazel, Rufus Saylor, Carlton Mead, Harry Gossard, and Bob Rohn. Three senior boys, Don Roberson, Marshall Rodgers, and Philip Kessler represented their class more than ably in debating this year. The following students ranked among the highest 25 per cent in Allen county, in the state scholarship tests: Marshall Rodgers, Harry Gossard, Margaret Schnabel, Robert Offenhauer, Anne Calvert, Robert Rohn, Margaret Guernsey, Blanche Green, Mary Ann Dawe, Helene Stonehill, Carlton Mead, Don Roberson, and Charles Silver. twenty one

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twenty Senior Class History T is difficult to fully comprehend that we, the staid and haughty class of 1936, were once obsequious toadies who snapped into instant action at the merest whistle of an upperclassman. Steeped in the tinted vapors of the past, tinged with dead memories that retain a bit of their original luster, lies the remembrance of towering portals -that seemed to look down on the innocents, passing beneath their austere shade for the first time, in silent denunci- ation that spoke for itself. - Those grim vanguards of our Alma Mater soon lost their forbidding atmosphere and beamed on us with benign superiority. Ours was a rosy world. even though we were denied the privileges of using the front steps and talking back to seniors. However, we have survived it all and from that distant September day, four years ago, we have grown to be one of the largest and most versatile classes ever to be graduated from Central. Even though lacking experience we selected four capable oflicers to guide us throughout the year. We chose Forest Moor as president: William Larsen. vice president: Jean Morley, secretary: and Clarence Frey, treasurer. We wish to express our appreciation for all the help and advice that has been tendered us by Miss Reed, our freshman supervisor during that vital year. Our sophomore year saw us still underclassmen, but we were steadily treading the thorn-strewn path of recognition, our eyes fastened on a supreme achievement two years in the offing. With the aid of our most excellent class supervisor, Miss Howey, we chose the same class officers that we had as freshmen. Representatives to the Student Council from our group were Carlton Asher. Jack Dinsmore, Robert Offenhauer, and Shirley Kinzer. Don Roberson and Marshall Rodgers were two sophomore boys who madeqthe varsity debate team and who were instrumental in winning many of the debates during the season. ln the field of athletics several sophomores dominated the field and gave promise of future brilliant performances. Three sophomore football lettermen. Bus Moor, Bob Rohn, and Craig Pursley, shone in the limelight while playing their first year of varsity football. Beats there a heart so dead that it doesn't remember how proud a junior can feel upon attaining his rank? It didn't seem so different when we became upperclassmen as we could now open our mouths with something approaching dignity. The junior year saw an election that asserted the age-old theory regarding the superiority of the stronger and more virile sex. The election went exclusively to the males and both boys and girls voted the males have it as Bus Moor was chosen president for fthe third successive time: Marshall Rodgers, vice president: John Walters, secretary: and Clarence Frey was again elected to the position of collecting the silver as class treasurer. There were indications that boys were about to rule the Student Council too, but Shirley Kinzer stepped in and broke the jinx. Juniors on the Student Council besides Shirley were Bob Rohn, Bob Offenhauer, Eugene Stoner, Jack Rapp. and Don Roberson. Coy Pepple, Don Roberson, and Marshall Rodgers were of great help to the debate team which won for the third successive year the first place in the league district. A farce, The Whole Town's Laughing, was presented as the junior class play, and it held an appropriate title because its various situaitions had the whole audience giggling and in stitches. The members of the cast were Helene Stonehill, Jeanne Fiedler, Coy Pepple, lMargaret Collins, Helen Hossell- man, Don Roberson, Carlton Asher, Tom Gregg, Bill McC1riff, Marshall Rodgers, and Philip Kessler. Virginia Fenton and Jean Morley were on hand to lead the cheers for the junior class. Juniors who were football lettermen and who carried em- blazoned scars off the field of battle were Bob Rohn, Joe Petree, Bus Moor,

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Senior Sideliglmts HE senior year of high school is the culmination of four years during which we have changed from children to adults. We have been meek freshmen, gazing awestruck at the broadening horizons of life. We have passed the stage of ithe sophisticated sophomore who has just begun to realize his ability and has gained the proverbial air of worldly wisdom. Our junior year, during which we discovered that we had only begun to understand life or appreciate what it can offer, has also passed. Now we have attained the summit, realizing the value of each stepping stone on the way. We stand today on firmer ground, having formed, as a result of experience, a more flexible philosophy of life. We have combined 'the curiosity of the freshman, the poise of the sophomore, and the throughness of the junior to make a dignified senior who has a better perspective and a keener understanding of value. Many things combine to make our last year the busiest of our high school career. It is the realization of everything we have built in our previous eleven years of schooling. Many a moment will linger long in our memories, bringing enjoyment of things we pass unnoticed today. The first experience is the gathering of our entire class in 307 as a sort of final reunion for the last year. There we become more conscious of our position as a class and our attainmenvts or record in Central. All too soon we become aware of the fact that graduation is relentlessly drawing closer day by day. We hear talk of college, graduation clothes, credits, and kindred subjects. We have begun to lay definite plans for the change we will undergo in environment, social relationships, and routine of everyday life. The exclusive social function of the year, the Junior Prom, has become one of Cen+tra1's finest traditions. All juniors and seniors look forward to the Prom as one of the big moments of their lives, at which time the greatest talent is employed to decorate the hall and provide something different. All things seem to depart from the ordinaryg there is an air of dignity and sobriety which everyone seems to feel. The Junior Prom will be long remembered as a sincerely enjoyable occasion. The social climax of our high school life is the Senior Dinner Dance. Here our whole class gathers in final reunion to renew and further friendships of not only high school but grade school days. Meeting as one family, we throw aside the worries of class-room and daily routine to enjoy the friend- ships school has privileged us to make. Perhaps we are more conscious of our existence as a group than at any other time. As guests of honor we have those members of the faculty whom we have come to know and admire during our stay at Central. We are deeply indebted to all the faculty for the inspiration of .their fine character as well as their unceasing efforts to educate us in the broader sense of the word. At last the moment of graduation is actually here. Much is said about what we have accomplished and how much more we have before us, but above all we remember receiving our diplomas and the solemnity of the occasion. It seems unreal, but the cold reality of it won't be as disconcerting as we think. We have come a long distance, but we have a much longer distance to go. May we profit from our past experiences and accept the most that the future will offer in a finer, richer life. . twenty-two