McKinley Technical High School - Techite Yearbook (Washington, DC)

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CLASS HISTORY PAGE II History of Class June 17 “You've said it! What's the school coming to ? At last, it’s come. We're going!” At last, the sad, fateful day has arrived. For the first time in four happy and successful years, Tech is without its class of June ’17. Yea, verily, grow fearful, friend faculty, and yowl, ye undergrads, and with good cause, for we are leaving. But- we must go forth into the world to engineer her engines, to bake her bread and aid her in airing her ailments. We realize that your despair is well-grounded and to aid you, as we have ever done of yore, we will leave the following story of our doings and undoings to guide your tottering feet, which will probably grow more “pigeon-toed” than ever without our guiding presence. Far back in September, 1913, when we were still young and innocent, we first entered Tech and almost immediately came into contact with the guiding light of our Mechanical Drawing Department. That we were not so ignorant as most “rooks” is proved by the fact that we have seldom let such a grim mistake happen since. Tech seemed to improve greatly with our coming, for immediately we won the football championship and won it again for the next two years, thus procuring the Princeton Cup for the school. As good Techites, we went out for every sport that came along, joined the cadets; in fact we made it our fixed ambition to improve everything we joined, and we joined everything. As sophs, we continued to join and improve everything and incidentally learned down in forge-shop how to miss our thumbs almost every blow of the hammer. In the meantime, the girls learned that it is the CO2 gas, and not luck, that makes the biscuits rise. The G, O. was first organized during this year and, aided by our characteristic enthusiastic support, has grown to be a greater success than even the most optimistic person had hoped for. During this year they changed Tech News to Tech Life and reduce‘ the price. This was because we bought so many papers and patronized the advertisers. In our junior year, we were a phenomenal success. We became “stars” in everything except machine shop, where most of our members were enrolled, but that was all. We only stayed away from Simpson’s long enough to inscribe

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— —— 7 5 ae CLASS HISTORY. PAGE 8 our names on the walls of the tool-room. Our names grew to be well-known throughout Tech. We were nearing the apex of ies and we firmly clinched our right to the title of “The Pride of Tech. Soon after we became seniors, we elected officers and have never regretted our choice. For band-major we chose “Pooh-Bah,” who is enrolled in Math. as R. Branson Thomas, a dark horse until the sixth semester, but when he did come out—he did. To succeed him, in case of his decease from worrying about whether the class will not be able to do at least one original thing each week, we chose Margaret Kroll, an extremely attractive and unmilitant suffragist. Our stellar student, Donald W. Marshall, we elected to the post of official “Keeper of the Rolls.” For custodian of the cash-box we elected Rodger Gessford, who with his cheerful deputy, “Gus” Harris, managed to “kid’’ us away from our “two-bits” every time. It is said that the reason these two are always happy is because they always have plenty of money. For assistant treasurer, we elected Amelia Williams, who, since she is conscientious, is always worrying about what is becoming of the “klass kale.”” Our well-known wit, Norvell Stearn, we made sergeant-at-arms. He succeeds in keeping us quiet in meeting by drowning us out. A few facts about our class: Average height—45 feet, 8 and 16-15 inches. General appearance—excellent, except for loud socks and neckties. Predominat- ing complexion—brunette, but white. Average age—Boys, somewheres above 17; girls, none of your business. Favorite recreation—recreating. Most popular member.—disputed. Favorite study—Simpson’s Course in Dietetics. Favorite sport—of boys, talking to girls; of girls, vice versa. And now friends, you have heard (accent) and seen our doings so we need say no more about them than to mention a few names in June 717, that have become especially noted in Tech by their assistance in Tech’s victories. Could our baseball team have baseballed without Pfeiffer, Snyder, Parker, Myers, Waite? Could we have won three football championships without Easter, Pfeiffer, Myers, Parker, Borland, and Snyder? Would our G. O. have been so successful without Margaret Kroll and the gascous talk emitted by William Alexander Harris Church, Jr., and “Bob” Anderson ? ; ; Could we have won the first basketball championship we were competing for without Myers, Borland, Pfeiffer, and Biggs? } Would our orchestra have played so sweetly without Sachs, Biggs Camp- bell, Zanoff, and Mary Trigg? |. i a rs , Would our plays have been one-half so successful without our well-known A ee oe ROE EN Ree