Norwood High School - Silhouette Yearbook (Norwood, OH)

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Class Prophecy Aboard a Southern Pacific EastaBound Train Thursday, june 5, 1955. UMPING GRANDMOTHER! I hate these hot boring train trips. Tire me J to death. Sitting here with nothing to do but watch a bunch OI telegraph poles fly by. Gee.I I sure wish I was back in good old Norwoodi I haven't been there for nearly thirty years, Sometime ago I read in a Los Angeles paper that Norwood, the largest city in Ohio, had recently annexed the town of Cincin- nati as one of its suburbs, Nothing to do, nothing to read, nobody to talk tovahiwhat's that on that woman's linger? It seems to me I've seen a ring like that before. I know what; Illl walk up and look at it closer. My coat tails! Why, it's a Norwoocl High graduation ring. But who is the woman wearing it? Well, well, if it isn't my old classmate, Henrietta Erdman. I know just what Illil doil'll rush up and tell her who I am, Why, Henrietta, where are you going? And how have you been? How is everybody back-? Oh, give you a chance to answer? Why, of course! You see, lim all worked up seeing someone from the old home town and I didn't know when to stop. You say you are head of a dramatic school in San Francisco and are going to Florida for a visit? Well, that is splendid. I knew you would make good. You want to know what I've been doing with myself? Well, I'll tell you. I am head camera man for Pathe Film Company. I have been all over the world since I left Norwood, about thirty years ago, taking pictures of different places of note, such as the Pyramids in Egypt and floods in China, lumber camps in Oregon, etc. By the way, I was in Oregon some time ago, and whom do you think I met? Earle Miller, He owns about hfty large lumber camps up there. I think he's about the largest lumber man in the country. It sure did my heart good to see Earle. Was I ever in Northern California? I should say I was. Whom do you think I saw there? I was given orders to photograph a large hospital somewhere up near the border line After I had Finished taking the pictures of the hospital buildings, I asked all the nurses and attendants to come out to have their photographs taken After I had snapped their pictures, I went up to meet the chief physician and head- surgeon. Who do you think they were? Two women. One of them had beautiful red hair. Does that help you? They were Florence Price and Georgia Gesel- bi'acht. About four years ago I was in Ix'lichigan taking some pictures of the university While I was cranking the football team someone came up and slapped me on the lzsl

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Class Will E, THE February Class of 1925, being of sound mind, memory, and understanding, do hereby make this our last Will and Testament, and do devise and bequeath the following: I. To our Teachers and Mr. Howe, our sincere thanks and ap- preciation for the untiring efforts shown in our behalf. II. To the Freshmen, this little thought, that Every dog has his dayf III, To the Sophomores, the privilege of devising a system to skip detention hall. IV. To the juniors, the splendid example of a model class. V. To the june Seniors, the honor of graduating with us. VI. T0 the janitors, the sole right: of using our waste-papei' and peanut shells to the best of their advantage. V11. T0 the dogs of Norwood ibarring noneD, the privilege of gamboling 0n the green of Norwood Hi any day before 8.30 A. M. VIII. T0 the dear old school, our deepest love, homer, and esteem. Attested: HARVEY F. DUSTERBERG, President. In XVitness Thereof MAL. H. UCHTMAN. JULIA FLOTO. HAROLD DY SCHL'LER.

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back so hard I can still feel it I turned around and saw Wallace Forste and that perpetual grin of his He is head of the physical culture department there at the university. When I was abroad the last time, I traveled through India and I had occasion to go into a large wholesale drug house in Bombay, I asked for the manager, and was shown into his offlce. I saw a short plump gentleman standing there with his back toward me, and when he turned around, you could have knocked me down with a featheru There before me stood Harvey Dusterberg. He showed me around town. He took me to a large missionary school there and introduced me to the principal, who turned out to be Martha Hassman. She was tickled to death to see us. She asked me to take pictures of the school and I did so. I was photographing a class of little Indian children copying A, B, Cs when the teacher, writing at the blackboard, turned around. I stopped cranking the camera, I was so surprised. It was Margaret Argus A few days after I arrived in New York from India, via aroplane, I was in- vited to a concert. I accepted the invitation and, as I sat there in the concert hall, an usher handed me a program. The first thing that caught my eye was thiszeiiArthur Figenbaum, Director. After the concert I met him and he took me to dinner at the W'aldorf Hotel. I was sitting there wrestling with a piece Cf tenderloin steak when whom should I see sitting opposite me but Evelyn Reed, She has taken over the Paderewski Studio in New York, and is teaching music there. By the way, have you seen the newest skyscraper in New York? Harold Schuler designed it. It is one hundred stories high and over two blocks square. It is the building among buildingseand what do you think? Milton Levy occu- pies the whole of the sixtieth floor with his offices of the International Shoe Com- pany. You know I have traveled all over the old globe and I havent been home for years. Only last week I got a letter from my niece and she told me all about the town. She said she was going to Norwoccl High School. I was surprised when she told me that the school had been enlarged by three or four new buildings and the principal was Mal Uchtman. And the mueh-loved French teacher, Julia Floto, was there, too, Oh, I almost forgot! Milton told me that Carl Kaucher owned a large brass factory in Norwood, and Myrtle Hucksoll designs all his artistic brass work. You ask me if I am married. I should say not, Ilm still enjoying Bachelor Hap- piness. What did that porter say? Atlanta? Flying granddaddies! I should be getting ready to get off instead of telling you about my travels. Well, goccl-bye, Henrietta, If I ever get back to San Francisco I'll visit your school; And if you ever want to break into the movies, just write to- H CARL HORTON, Pathe Studios, Hollywood, California