N R Crozier Technical High School - Wolf Pack Yearbook (Dallas, TX)

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PUBLICATION STAFF Editors-in-Chief--.. Associate Editors , Business Manager sees. , ..,. so or so Assistant Business Sports Editor ssss. Humor Editors Club Notes ,ss....... Managers I 4 l Haskell L. Prewitt W. D. Hill Dee Trizza Louie Tomaso Kathleen McMillan Marie Pinto S. H. Goodrich Fred Harper Beth Witt W. D. Hill Lorene Chester Frances Richards

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IN APPRECIATION Once in a while a great teacher blesses a group of students. The Class of 1938 feels fortunate in that it has been blessed by three great teachers and a great leader. It appreciates the privilege of dedicating this issue of the Techniscram to them. Mr. Schiebel, principalg Miss Blythe, former sponsorg Miss Bone, present sponsorg and Mrs. Haines, who on many occasions has served as fairy godmotherf' are the ones to Whom the class pays tribute. May they experience every joy of a full life, every pleasure of finding a job Well done. Above all, may they never be disappointed in their Class of 1938.

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CLASS PROPHECY By MARIE PINTO When the Class of January 1938 made its arrangements for the coming commencement, it fell to my lot to assume the role of the prophet. Being not especially endowed with the gifts that make a seer, I first attempted to decline, but my class- mates became so insistent that I promised to do the best I coulcgi hoping that some kind fairy would help me out of my rou e. I have never seen the fairy. Still, I have had some visions, and I am going to picture to you what I beheld. Ankling down Elm Street, I saw none other than Kathryn Martin as ticket seller at the Queen Theater. I stepped across the street to find Mary Elizabeth Denis still working at Kress. You know, the million-dollar baby from the five-and-ten-cent store. Mary tells me Nell Ruthe Mullins is now a Mrs. and feeding her three young ones on Mullins' Dairy Milk. . Later, I jumped in my coupe and shuffled off to Lakeshore Drive, where a blessed event had just come to the home of Mr. and Mrs. Ray Russell. As you know, Ray is now president of the First National Bank, his wife, the former Norma May, made her debut in 1940. After leaving there I visited my Alma Mater, where S. H. Goodrich is now teaching printing. I walked into his room and there stood Louie Tomaso, who took the retired Mr. Stockard's place as supervisor of high schools. They informed me Julia Halloway now occupied Miss Mos- by's old room and was doing a nice job of teaching history. After leaving the school, I whizzed out Haskell Avenue, to find those Trizza brothers, Dee and Sam, as partners in the gro- cery store. And there was Roy Farr, just taking in twelve loaves of bread. I rushed out to my apartment to pack my grip and make the 8:45 train. Soon I found myself on a streamlined train to Los Angeles to see the Rose Bowl game, and of all people George Webb was chief engineer. Well, I went on to my seat and there I met W. D. Hill, Merle Norrel, Robert O'Connor, and Van Edgar Neal. The latter three are now main-string heroes on the S.M.U. football squad, and W. D. is captain of the cheer- leaders. Tagging along was Curtis Huffstetter as water-boy. I always said S.M.U. would play the Rose Bowl game again soon. When we stepped off the train, there was a big crowd to greet us, but my heart skipped a beat when there stood Elgin l5l