Medill High School - Medillite Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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THE MEDILLITE H zs I looked around the room and saw the inseparable tri-umvirate, Fern Bunnin, Frieda Enzer, and Annette Feldman, with their husbands, at a nearby table. They had married their bosses' sons and were here for the latest scandal. In one corner of the room a great many people were toast- ing a pretty woman. She was Sara Levy, I was informed, who was still very popular and was now divorcing her seventh husband. Represent- atives of the Press were there in the persons of Ben Kaplan, Robert Roth, Rae Spiegel, and Bernard Zhitnick. They were on the staff of the Demill Daily, an international newspaper of great fame. Abe Pollack was the Editor. On a plaform at the end of the room a jazz band led by Bert Lus- kin played a lively tune, and the attorneys took their seats. Charles New- man I recognized as the State's Prosecuting attorney. Delphin Kolin, Leon Kaufman, Roswell Perkins, and Gilbert Schatz, were pointed out to me as the foremost lawyers of the age. They were followed by the jury which consisted entirely of Medillites of 1928. There were Alex Deitch, Iudith Epstein, Bessie Geskins, Louis Golden, Aaron Mason, Irving Paul, Emma Weiner, Harry Baim, Edwin Bell, Sidney Dubofsky, Sylvia Marcovitz, and Louis Piragine. After them, amid tumultous applause, came the Iudge. He was none other than Simon Bauer. He bowed graciously and said. 'Court is adjourned. In honor of our guest we will all go to the theatre. At this, everyone started for the theatre. It was a beautiful structure and was called The Gerstein after the famous Gerstein brothers, its owners. I' got into our box and the programs were passed out. The greatest star cast, consisting of Claire Rosen, Maurice Chaletsky, and Chickie Starr, had been chosen to take part in this play, after a great world- wide search had been made for the actors. In the various boxes were the political and social notables of the city. Arthur Blitstein was with Eva Circle, while Max Blank had by his side a fair woman known as Annette Abramovitz. David Stalow and Betty Koubek were there too, but were too engrossed in each other to notice anyone. As a prologue, an act from the Follies of 1948 was shown, and such tired business men as Max Gagerman, Al Kaiser, Sam Liebovitz, Hymen Marvich, Sam Goodman, Ioe Zimberg, and Morris Schrote occupied front seats. There was little wonder in this, as the chorus girls were Val Drab- lowski, Rae Pershing, Netta Forkas, Evelyn Tabachnick, Evelyn Tatkin, Etta Goldufsky, and Flo S. Goldstein was the leading lady. We went back of the stage and congratulated all my friends. Did you show it to her yet? I heard one of the girls whisper to Beckie. No, but I am go- ing to right away, she said. What have you to tell me? I asked. But Becky silenced me and took me for a ride out of the city. We stopped before an immense building off to one side of the city that had a strangely familiar air about it. Now, said Beckey, Gaze upon the New Medill High School. And gaze I did! For there was a tall granite building with streaks of color running over it and giving it a lovely tone. Adjoining it were a golf course, a tennis court, a spacious campus, and an outdoor swimming pool that was a skating rink in winter. We went inside, where we saw beautiful statues placed around the spotlessly white marble halls. We took the elevator to the third floor and wended our way into a room which a diamond studded sign proclaimed to be 312. A strong clear voice was coming from within, Sh I Said Becky: that is the mayor addressing the Freshiesf'

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24 THE MEDILLITE Four-Year Prophecy FEB. CLASS of 1928 NLY A FEW MORE DAYS TO GRADUATION! How excit- ing it all is! Wonder what my classmates will be doing about twenty years from now. Such thoughts were running through my mind as I was getting off a street car on Washington and Dearborn Streets. The street was covered with ice. As l stepped down my foot slipped and I fell. Down, down, down, into a dark, empty, never-ending abyss I went till I landed with a bump that opened my eyes. At first I felt dizzy and weak. but soon I was able to make out a sign that said: WELCOME TO DEMILI... Evi- dently this was the outskirts of a town or a city, and being puzzled as to my whereabouts I decided to walk into it. The sight that met my eyes as I stood there on a hillock in a large plain stunned me for a moment. Never had I dreamed of so perfect a city! The plain seemed to be a landing and parking place for the air- planes of the citizens. To the southrwas a tunnel with a sign before it that read: TO SUBWAY. . This must be where all the business and transportation is carried on, I surmised, for I saw no streets, street-cars, or automobiles. The city itself was a great, green square on which tall, graceful sky- scrapers were artistically placed. These were the residences of the citizens, it seemed, and a very ultra-modern air they had. Though these wonders held my attention for a while, I heard a familiar voice. Turning my head, I saw a well-built young woman, her blonde hair almost down to her waist, climbing out of a snappy sport model airplane. Oh, Becky, is it really you? Please tell me where I am. Hello, Ethel: we were all expecting you today, for it is exactly twenty years since we received our diplomas. This is Demill, the model city of the world, Sidney Waller built it. Among the inhabitants are many of the Medill class of February, 1928. I just arrived from Europe, where I was voted the world's most graceful dancer. Now let's go home and celebrate. On our way to the city, Becky told me she had met with the highest society in Europe. Iean Korzen, Rose Mendelsohn, Anne Stein, Dorthye Askhanaz, and Bessy Saberman had each married into the nobility and were rulling the society world. A grand opera house had been established in Paris by Morris Monitz, Carmina Stumpo, Lewis, and Dorothye Cutler. Their productions were operatic gems. Although I was so engrossed in my chum's report, I noticed a commo- tion and a crowd gathering in the middle of the square. ' It can't be an accident. We don't have any here, said Becky. The center of attraction turned out to be two tall young men. They were having a playful quarrel in the square when a policeman interrupted them, I soon recognized them as Charles Abrams and Sidney Meyers. The policeman was Ben Moscovitz. After exchanging greetings, Ben invited us to go to the court-room with them, as many of our classmates would be there. ' The court-room was built in the style of a night club that I had seen before. We were shown to a table by a handsome waiter. Him I re- member as Ben Mazur, for he looked just as he had on Prom night in his tuxedo.

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'26 THE MEDILLITE I quietly opened the door and wonder of wonders! 312 was the most remarkable study hall that could be immagined. And the voice belonged to fCould it realy be?l Al Schultz, our class president l My excitement, pleas- ure, and surprise were almost uncontrollable. After the assembly, Al showed me around the school. Many of my classmates were teaching here. Mary Iacobs, Pearl April, Pauline Babineau, and Myrtle Bernstein had charge of the academic department, while Ieannette Grossman, Anna Mos- chel, and Rosamond Rosinia taught commercial work. Rose Schwartz was head of the lunch room, which was the largest and most sanitary of its kind in the world. Bernard Klein was the Medill Coach and had trained his players so well that the mammoth gymnasium was filled with trophies of football, baseball, and other sports. Louis Posen had charge of another gym in which he taught the art of! keeping physically fit. Sophie Sobin had, sure enough, become head of the women's department of the physical education. When I was leaving the building I told my companions how impressed I was, and asked whether they knew of any other famous Medillites I had not seen. Al'told me that Iohn Vitacco was a champion dentist, and Iacob Rubin was blessed by all mankind for his marvelous work in the medical field. t It was already time to say goodbye, so Beckie took me to the flying field and told me to get into her airplane. She pressed a lever and the machine began to ascend. I shut my eyes and soon I heard a strange buz- zing in my ears. Becky was talking to me. Again I opened my eyes and found myself in a white bed. Becky was beside me. She told me I had split my knee and had been given an anaesthetic. So that was how I had taken my strange trip, in a dream. But who knows? Some day the class of 1928 may assemble and each member tell of his success in the world. Let us hope for the day. Class W ill , E,Tl-IE CLASS of TwENTY-E1GHT, being about to leave this sphere, in full possession of a sound mind, memory and under- standing, do make and publish this our last will and testament. First we do direct that our funeral services shall be conducted by our friends and well-wishers, the faculty, only enjoining that the funeral be carried on with all the dignity and pomp -deserving to a high-school graduate. I . As to such estate as it has pleased the fates and our strong arms to give us, we do dispose of the same as follows, viz: Q l. We give and bequeath to our Principal, Mr. Davidson, restful, mighty, and peaceful dreams. We promise him a rest from the class of twenty-eight. 2. To Mrs. Knauss we turn over the art of catching ditchers: may she always fail. 3. To our esteemed coach, Mr. Sami H. Center, we leave our roomy gymnasiums, magnificent campus, football field, hockey rink, and our large, spacious assembly hall. 4. To our Miss Ross we dedicate the honorof holding our girls' basket ball and tennis championship cups. May our mantle fall completely on her shoulders.