Old Trail School - Vestigia Yearbook (Akron, OH)

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La QZQ I F-,...-- ET xslt V J' 5 A V3 V4 LA? .ig x A' we Cfadri .jwlidfory You have all heard of gremlins, elves and lepre- chauns. Allow me to introduce myself as' Thgie Ytrof one of that noble family. However, as I'm a staunch fellow not given to mischievous deeds, my sole task on this earth has been to be the spirit of the Old Trail class of forty-eight. This responsibility began back in l935 and for 13 years I have been sharing the sorrows and joys, the defeats and triumphs of this class. Now that my charges are being graduated into the vast world I have become a wee bit sentimental. I will never forget the day that three small girls, the first of my charges, came out to join Mrs. Frost at Old Trail. I was a little surprised at how much noise three such young things could make. Oh the dinning battle cries that echoed in the woods as we used to play pirate. Now the woods has given way to the Quonset building. Ohhhh - - - and those gym classes. I do believe I suffered the after effects of the exercises as much as the girls. Say, while I think of suffering, I might add that it reached its zenith the night I was put through the initiation with my twenty-four Freshies by mistake. Ol-IHH what a night. Bless my spirit of '48 if that does not bring to mind the terrible nightmares of clashing teeth I had when the fourth grade teacher had my girls make stuffed dinosaurs. Gracious, was that not the year? Yes, that is right. I was almost shut up in a mummy case during our trip to the Cleve- land Museum of art. If you don't mind, folks, I think I'll just pull up an eraser and sit down-the more I remember the more there is to remember. Have you heard of the stunt nights we had a few years ago? That was the night my amateur performers stole the show with their Temperance Crusade and earned the silver Cup. I could hardly contain myself. I was so proud. Of course there have been times when l wasn't so proud. Take for example that awful ninth grade year. Every time I turned around, someone was headed for the headmaster's office. The poor Freshies took the blame even though they really didn't mean any harm. Oh! In memoriam, speaking of Freshies reminds me of those - - - those formidable Latin classes. I .r 9 5 .sul I . . ,- fl vw' fwfr' V Q., . ff'

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Seniors as Freshmen President A,,s,,,. ..s,.., S ally Holcomb Vice President ...,. Iulia Enyart Secretary s,,,,e l,e,,. M arietta Allen Treasurer . l.., ,,,...l,l.s,,.,,,e, .,sA,e ..,,.,w.,,Y..s,,,,. . I a net Hogue Council Representative , .ol,.,, . , Mary Frances Dannerniller Back Row: Geraldine Galat. Ioan Roderick. Margie Saalfield. Mary Lou Harwick, Barbara Koch. Iolene Crislip, Io DeGraw. Agnes Neal. Barbara Fraser. Middle row: Mary Barrett, Martha Belden. Ianet Hague. Lois Sewell. Eleanor Garvey, Linda Calvin, Iudy Slabaugh. Nancy Ienkins. Front row: Anne Reed. Mary Frances Dannerniller, Carmen Russell. Marietta Allen. Iulia Enyart. Sally Holcomb. Insert: Sally Polsky.

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lu - 5 seviififff- Gs T 0 42,-s always tried my hardest to get out of translating Caesar, but many times I got caught. Now the second year, Sophomore they call it, I think, was the year they all learned to drive cars. I'm sure all of Akron will remember that spring, Several times I was forced to exert my magic powers and take to a convenient tree. Many's the time after exasperating cramming I've suffered the long suspense till exam grades were issued. I was always ready with a cheery good work or a work harder next time! Whenever I think of my proudest moments the production of Cradle Song, the Senior play of 1948 comes to mind. During the nightly rehearsals, the peak of my little green hat always began to fall forward around nine thirty fthat is my bed timel, and then Mr. Wright, the director would shake his ash tray which I sat on, and I'd jerk my head up again. We all put lots of oops-a great deal of-work into the production and it was truly a success. My eyes filled with tears as the final curtain fell on the last performance. When I think back over the years I can't forget the many parties I attended. One in particular stands out. I thought I would die at the chickens the girls used as prizes for the first dance they sponsored. Dances - - - why. by my chin-I thought I was getting the mumps and was almost quarantined along with the Reserve boys in Hudson. However, I was among those present and directed arrows at the Iunior Prom in February '47, My, the years certainly have gone by quickly. This last spring has been the most important, one of constantly being anxious about next year. The hopes, fears and anxieties of my girls have been centered around College Boards and college ac- ceptances. I'm keeping my fingers crossed! Well, before I leave, I want to say that I wish no credit for the accomplishments of this class and the individuals in it. And so I, Thgie Ytrof, be- come again the invisible spirit of my class. I shall appear Whenever the girls need me, and at times when they gather at reunions. After these thirteen busy years, I feel the need of a long rest, so I will start off along the Old Trail. I iff'- X .WI it 6 TXAIX xv 1