Louisville Male High School - Bulldog Yearbook (Louisville, KY)

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1'-few During 'the midyear exams, that catastrophe came which will not be completely forgotten when these pages are yellow with age- The Flood of IQ37.H After this deluge most of our classrooms on the first Hoor were unusable. In order to be able to follow our regular class schedule in the limited number of undamaged rooms, it was necessary to add an extra period to the school day. Our athletic endeavors in the spring, despite the fact that much equipment was damaged, went on unabated. Although the significance of better seats during chapel exercises was anticipated with anything but sadness, we could not help but think of the last group of hazy-eyed Seniors marching out during '4Honor Dayn exercises. Finding, when we came back as Seniors, the corridors full of mere children, we shook our heads in desperation over the plight of our schoolis future, for, though we had been at Male but two years, we could not remember the time when we looked so immature. To start the year off with a 1bang,'l our class president, William Rupp, led Male through its most successful football season in history, despite all preseason prognostications by eminent sports writers and professors in calculus to the contrary. The climax of all this, of course, was trimming Manual 25 to 2.0, as well as putting St. Xavier in place I3 to 6 after their two year reign. A short time thereafter we lost our pudgy Georgian, Wallace Butts, to the University of Georgia. The basketball team Went through the season with a fair amount of success, and as this goes to press we have reason to hope for a successful season in track and baseball. Proud are we to say that our accomplishments have not 'been conifined only to athletics. The rejuvenation of HThe Halleck Literary Society was due directly to the hard work of so-me of the members of our class. In the field of music we have rated very high. The members of the Glee Club, individually and collectively, have Won high rankings in the state contests, while the Band and Orchestra have kept pace. Among the honors given our Band was that of being a charter member of the recently organ- ized National Band and Orchestra Honor Societyf' In all of us who have chosen military training at Male, there will linger a fond memory of Colonel H. L. Jordan, Professor of Military Science and Tactics, who, after a short period of illness, was transferred to a recruiting post in New Jersey. In closing, I wish to say that I think none of us regrets the hours spent f-or Male, for in us has been deeply em-bedded the 'fHigh School Spiritfl In our stay wel feel we have done our part and look back with satisfaction on what we have accomplished. To you Juniors and Sophomores, as well as the many others coming in later, we leave with you this parting word which was our motto as Sophomores, It is not the size of the dog in the iight but the size of the fight in the dog. -Russel Gresham. Pi. -qpqxx' V .I X' . 4 ,H - ' x. X. Q ' L I , xg? 2 , ' if . t , al X Ai ' ' ' v . 'H ' ,A .1 I WV K ' I , ,M Seventeen Male High '38

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History of The Class of 1938 The latter part of the year nineteen hundred thirty-five may have brought manv an event to be remembered, but for most of us there came our chance to enter Lo-uisville Male High School. We entered, at least some of us did, with the idea in mind to keep Uthat calm confidence that comes with knowledge, as Mr. Green would have itg only to lind that within a very short time we were reversing the late Mr. Ragsdaleis proverb, Drive your workg don't let your work drive you. Although St. Xavier edged us out for the first time in history, we, as Sophomores, began to take pride in our school for climaxing a mediocre season in, football with a rousing victory over Manual to the tune of 26 to 13. The first-year athletes were not up to the Juniors and Seniors, but started the coaches expostulating upon their use- fulness in the future. Some, not so athletically inclined, worked earnestly to keep that high record so desi-red by colleges. Shortly after the Christmas Holidays we advanced an English unit. Already feeling at home at Male, we began, to look on the newcomers and wonder whether we had been such persons just a short time before. Returning to the port-als of Male in the fall as juniors, we found that we were now beginning to carry a great part of the welcomed burden of extracurricular activities. In addition to these activities the academic studies demanded more and more time as the weeks passed by. Despite the fact that our team went out on the field as thoroughly innoculated with HHigh School Spirit as any team heretofore, we lost in the Annual Classic to our Oak Street rivals. Settling down to the grind between Thanksgiving and Christmas, the majority of us emerged with grades that were the envy of many above and below us. The Bulldog

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1938 Senior Class Officers BILL RUPP HUNT CRAWFORD President Vice-President WESLEY CUNNINGHAM JIM BISHOP Treasurer Secretary RUSSEL GRESHAM BILL TYLER Historian Sgt.-at-Arms BILLY WOODS BOB BREIDENTHAL Prophet Poet Q Class of1938 Prophecy Come let us reason together. Let us turn back to the happy days when we were carefree students at Dear Old Male High, laughing and joking between classes and planning what to do after school was out. We had no Worries other than small ones which were but trilies, when we stop to think of them now. While we are looking into the past, let us stop to think what was accomplished in those three years: There is no question that the guidance which we received has benefited us greatly. In Whatever field we have ventured, it is easy to see how Male High graduates outshine the others. This is because in our high school career we came into possession of one of the greatest things obtainable. It is an invulnerable bond of friendship that binds us together as nothing else can. Well, we cannot live over the past indefinitely, for as time moves on, so must we. I must get up from my warm reclining chair by the open fireplace which overlooks Lake Nancy, near Minong, Wisconsin, and get ready to leave for Louisville. There, I shall once more join my fellow classmates in a reunion. I am planning 'to fly to Chicago where I will meet BEN BOONE who is playing professional ball with the Cubs, and JIM BISHOP who landed a job some years ago with Petty of 'tEsquirel' fame. He has The Bulldog