Lincoln High School - Lincolnia Yearbook (Cleveland, OH)

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We are so engrossed that we hardly notice the activity on the platform before us josephine Aftcora, head of the Musical Majorettes, has just marched on the stage playing the new football song. Kick the Ball Over the Coal Posts. Barry. Or Your Name Will Be Mud. in honor of Barry The Toe ' Bechler who is seated somewhere in the audience, trying to hide his identity with a pair of smoked glasses and a black handle-bar mustache. We are startled to say the least when we see what looks like a refugee from an Injun reservation sitting calmly in the aisle wrapped in a gaudy red blanket. On closer inspection we see that it's Virgil Andy, star of the Indians baseball team, doing a little publicity stunt on the side. Generals Edward Sunyak and Ralph Czerwieniec have just entered (better late than never) accompanied by two ravishing blondes. Wonder where or how they met such lovelies? It must have been through David Janison's escort bureau, which is a huge success, we hear. Up in the mezzanine surrounded by five. ten. fifteen, no twenty Chinese children is Claudine Clough, our missionary, who has brought the children to America as exchange students. Doesn't that girl ever rest? The man standing at the stage door entrance with the crowd around him is Congressman Eugene McNamara. He seems to be doing a little advance campaigning for the next election. The two attractive dark-haired women who have just greeted him are Rosalie Galletti of the Ohio Galletti Telephone Company and Rose Mary Boyaggi. the famous concert pianist. Down from her secluded pent-house is Josephine Schmutzok on one of her rare social excursions. It is rumored that her paintings have brought her millions. Sitting unobtrusively in the back of the auditorium is Vivian Kadash, head of a world wide syndicated paper, who has come herself to cover this much talked about premiere; but as we watch her. she quietly slips out of her seat and leaves by a side exit. The show is over! We have been so busy looking for old friends that we have missed most of the performance. The deafening applause, however. as the stars come out for their twelfth curtain call, indicates that the show is a smash-hit. When you read this, it will be January 1948; and for the present we can only wish you a Happy New Year and loads of luck for the years to come. Of course the next decade will bring many changes in our lives, but keep the year 1958 in mind. Only then will we know whether the weary committee members had a dream or a nightmare on that November 1947 night. — Eighteen —