Northrop Collegiate School - Tatler Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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Jean Hiatt Thank heavens the sun mis gone in, and I don't have to go out and enjoy it. '—Smith While the less shrewd Seniors file out to Shoey’s Beautiful Body Building, Hiatt saunters in the opposite direction munching a handful of Whcatics and rehearsing passable ailments for the next day’s excuse. At the pleas of her classmates, she caricatures their friends and puts their brain children on paper. The people she has driven mad with Clever, but not quite clever enough” arc uncountable. Midway through the year, Hiatt acquired a note book to systematize her work, but her grades rose again when it was lost in the Senior Room shuffle. In spite of her gruelling office as Senior division editor of the Taller, her patience has enabled her to keep friends while scathing them for forgetting write-ups. Keep working, Hi, some day you’ll reach that highest goal— clever enough.” ’48 Senior Division Editor of Taller ’48 Senior Glee Club ’47, ’48 World Affairs Club ’47, ’48 Publications Committee ’46, ’47 Senior Dramatic Club ’45, ’46 Public Relations Committee ’45 Junior Dramatic Club President 28

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Helen Hewitt A man is always better than a book ”—Parker Ho, hum, I think I have an obsessive compulsive complex,” murmurs our class psychiatrist as she saunters into the Senior Room about lunchtime. But this discovery docs not deter H. Hewitt; she continues through a dull day pulling high honor roll marks without apparent effort. Helen, the senior Dorothy Dix, ever ready to listen to the woeful talcs of twenty-eight other seniors, is the proverbial friend in need.” She is also an avid anthropologist, and among her more famous remarks is the inevitable, Miss Chambers, may I do a paper on the cavemen instead of Friday’s assignment?” We shall remember Helen for her seeming vagueness, which is her way of eluding undesirable questions, her stunning looks, and her fascinating problems. Those arc unforgettable, n’est-ce pas, Helen? ’48 Dance Club ’48 Entertainment Committee ’48 Vice-President of World Affairs Club ’47 Co-Treasurer of League 27

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Louise Jamieson T jere is no legacy so rich as honesty—Shakespeare Jamie is one of our hard working honor students who manages to keep on Miss Spurr’s preferred rating list and still have fun. Her constant sanity is a boon to less stable classmates, and although her athletic abilities may seem limited, Louise occasionally emits a violent vomp,” or I'm taking gym today,” as a sign that her vitality is not yet gone despite life at Northrop. Usually a good sport, as evidenced by her kindly laughter at our feeble jokes, the wisp atop her head, a remainder of Jamie’s last haircut, seems to be a sore spot. Come summer, all her parasite friends flock to Jamie’s boat, knowing that she will be nice enough to treat us all to rides. Sparkling humor coupled with a devilish gleam behind those battered glasses make Jamie one of our most memorable and incidentally one of our best. ’48 Public Relations Committee ’48 World Affairs Club ’48 Library Committee ’47, ’48 Senior Dramatic Club ’45, ’47 Entertainment Committee ’47 Secretary of Entertainment Committee ’46 Publications Committee ’45 Junior Dramatic Club 29