Medina High School - Medinian Yearbook (Medina, OH)

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MEDINIAN to see the Grand Canyon and when I registered at the hotel the woman at the desk asked me if I wasn’t an M. H. S. graduate. After telling her that I was she said she was Mabel Leavitt. She told me that she and her friend Emma Bennett had estab ' lished a good business there and were quite successful. A few days later I boarded the train for Hollywood, California. There I met George Gable, who told me that he had joined the movies and was Harold Lloyd’s rival, and was considered the fifth best actor in the United States. The next part of my trip took me to Minneapolis. I was now on my return trip. Arriving at Minneapolis I noticed a very unusual but effective lighting system in the Union Station. I inquired of one of the men at the station how they had obtained such a system. He told me that a very skillful electrician by the name of Theodore Wyer, from Cleveland, Ohio, had drawn up the plans and had installed the system. Mr. Wyer, he told me, was also a manufacturer of radios. I boarded the steamship to return to Cleveland by the Great Lakes. On board I was welcomed by the captain who proved to be none other than Roger Johnson. He said that he had graduated from Annapolis Naval Academy. While on the ship I met Mrs. — formerly Ruth Dalzell, who had been visiting relatives back in Minneapolis. She told me that Luella Gilbert, Head of the Patent Office had granted Iva Crofoot a patent on a new kind of sweeper which was guaranteed to take the lint off the ceiling as well as sweeping the floors, and that the Porter, Seller, Amheiser Company were sole agents for Miss Crofoot’s new inven- tion. When I reached Cleveland I still had some time left. Since I had met so many of the Class of ’26, my curiosity was aroused and I wanted to know what the others were doing. Knowing that quite a few of the class were in Cleveland I began to look them up. I entered Strong’s Charity Hospital which had been founded by Irwin Strong former scholar of M. H. S., now having the reputation of being the best doctor this side of the Mississippi. Here I found Audrey Lance head nurse and Florence John- son, her assistant. While I was walking down Euclid Avenue, I noticed a sign ’’Freeman and Tooker Milliner’s.” Oh, yes, this must be Eleanor and Violet who were always .the first to get the latest style in hats. Eleanor and Violet informed me that Mildred Pritchard and Ethel Woodruff were running a beauty parlor in Pittsburgh and that they were noted for giving perfect marcels and permanent waves. They also told me that Elizabeth Thiele was a star basketball player and was then playing for the Newman Stearn Team of Cleveland, formerly playing with some team in New York, and that Helen Novak was teacher of Shorthand and Typewriting in Dyke Business College and she employed Agnes Lentz as assistant instructor. As I was walking along Superior Avenue I stopped to gaze into a very interesting and attractive little Art Shop window. I was suddenly startled by a voice shouting “Watch out below.” I glanced up to see a bucket of paint hurtling through the air in my direction. I stepped aside just in time and was ready to call down the man on the scaffold above me for his carelessness, when I discovered that he was a she Twenty -Five

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M E D I N I A N Class Prophecy Having finished my work for the day, I had leaned hack in my chair, folded my hands as a man of leisure and had given over my mind to the rather proud contempla- tion of the shiny black letters on the door, which, read from the outside, formed the words; — DONALD CHASE President Private Office when, suddenly, I was caused to realize my responsibility as president of the Fourth Federal Reserve Bank at Cleveland, Ohio, by having a telegram thrust under my nose by the customary freckled faced office boy. Opening it I found that I had re- ceived word from the government that I was to spend the next month visiting the other Federal Reserve Banks. On June 1, 1950 I arrived in Boston. Passing up the main street, I had my attention attracted by some very harmonious strains of music issuing from the open doorway of a large building which I supposed to be an auditorium. I entered and readily recognized Richard Warner leader of the Boston Symphony Orchestra. Glancing at the other members of the orchestra, I recognized Vernon Blanchard, who was reputed to be the greatest bassoon player in the world. The next day I left for New York. Upon arriving in the city I bought an eve- ning paper. The first thing that caught my eyes was “Bagley, ‘Wall Street Finan- cier’ is leaving for Europe to investigate economic conditions there.” Reading the article I found that he had left his business in charge of his partner, Ted McDowell, and his private secretary Helen Hammett. My next stop was Philadelphia. When boarding the train from New York to Philadelphia, I heard some one say, “Hello, Chase.” Looking around I saw Albert Abrams. He told me that he was traveling salesman for the Curtis Publishing Com- pany. While walking along one of the streets of Philadelphia, I came to the Methodist Church, the largest church in the city, I heard a wonderful baritone voice which sound- ed familiar. Entering the church I was greatly surprised to find that the voice be- longed to Robert Searles. He told me later that he was travling with the Redpath Company and was soon to start a company of his own. When the preacher started his sermon I said to myself, “Where have I heard that voice before?” Listening more attentively I finally recognized it to be that of Rev. Clayton Bates. He had changed somewhat in appearance having acquired a moustache, but he was still very much the same Clayton, former scholar of M. H. S. Again I boarded the train, this time for Chicago. The International Automobile races were to be held there the next month. Hall Kellogg had entered the races, driving for the Hupmobile Company. While there I visited the University of Chicago and found that Helen East- wood was Dean of Women and that Kathleen Ziegler was teacher of Home Eco- nomics. As time was passing rapidly, I left Chicago for Colorado by aeroplane. I stopped Twenty-Four

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MEDINIAN and none other than Hazel Effinger, clad in overalls, painting her own sign. She was having the time of her life with her little Art Shop and doing well. Walking on, I met Howard Dailey. In the course of our conversation I learned that he had bought out B. F. Keith’s and then had charge of all the theatres. He had also employed Loa Rickert as his private secretary. I decided to return to my old home town of Medina which was now the largest suburb of Cleveland with the exception of Chippewa Lake. I bought a Medina County Gazette and noticed an article headed “Household Management by Mildred Siders. She wrote two articles a week and also answered any questions related to her department. Moving down the main street I met Frank Mabry who was a sign painter. Dorothy Frederick, I learned, was his private secretary. He told me Henry Crisick was an undertaker. This did not surprise me much as Henry followed this line of business while in high school. It was noon so I dropped into Yaekle’s restaurant for dinner. Florence had worked up a very good business, and had converted the prosaic restaurant into an attractive tea room. She informed me that Eva Shaw and Velma Shook were lead ' ers in the 4 H Club and were doing wonderful work in Northern Ohio. It was now time for me to return home. I had found what all the Class of ’26 were doing, except two boys and three girls. When I arrived home I tuned in on my radio to W. R. C. of Washington which was giving the most important events that had taken place in Washington during the past week. (1) Maisie Tollafield head of English Parliament was to debate against Olive Davis speaker of the House of Repre- sentatives of the United States on the long discussed subject of prohibition. (2) William Leohr, President of the United States, has appointed Henry Mabry as Secre- tary of Agriculture. Mabry was formerly the largest dairy farmer in the State of Ohio and for the past two years had been editor of the “Ohio Farmer”; therefore he was capable of handling the position. Then I turned my dial to W. E. A. F. of New York; here they broadcasted that Beatrice Carlton, who had been in France studying music, had returned to New York and was going to open a Fifth Avenue Conservatory of Music. I kept turning the dial “fishing” all the time, when suddenly I heard something about fried chicken, escalloped potatoes. That sounded good to me so I listened in until I heard the entire menu for the next day, and then to my surprise I learned that the author of said menu was none other than Juanita Davis. At last I had heard of the entire Class of ’26. Twenty-Six