Panzer College - Olympia Yearbook (East Orange, NJ)

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Class Prophecy haven ' t the power That gypsies possess Of foretelling failure Or future success. I ' m not up on pa I mi si ry Crystals or stars: And I can ' t tell a thing By the iirinkles on Mars. I cant tell the future By handwriting style Or the number of teeth You show when you smile. But I will endeavor To outline for you The things ivhich the Seniors Are likely to do. EN long years have passed since I received the old parch- ment from good old Panzer College. In my travels around the country writing poetry and teaching physical education, I have often wondered what has become of my former colleagues. The spring time has always been my weakness, so I decided to hop on my magic carpet and visit my former schoolmates. Swish ... I am now in the heart of the tenderloin district of Chicago. There I see Dotty Almond teaching the children games and handicraft. These reformed gangster children are certainly numerous and troublesome. In spite of this, she is smiling and as friendly as ever. Presto . . . And here we are now in Paris where Kay Baldwin is the editor of the PARISIAN GAZETTE , a newspaper of international renown. From all appearances it seems bigger and better than was the SPRINGBOARD. Living with our famous editor is Flo Dutcher, who has become the art editor of the Gazette. Florence is married to the supervisor of playgrounds in Paris and in her spare time is running her own playground for her two little youngsters. My magic carpet takes me back across the Atlantic Ocean and deposits me on the deck of the steamship BREMEN. Promenading the deck is none other than the former Irene Schefel with three cute youngsters, Hans, Gretzel und Fritz. Sniffs ' is returning back to the States to visit her home after being in Germany for the past four years. Her husband, Fred F. T., is still in Germany taking care of his pros- perous business.

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Class History X FELL asleep one clay and dreamed llial Kniglithood was once more in flower. My errant knights were not the common swains of King Arthur ' s court, but the esteemed Lord Faculty, the honor-bedecked Sir Senior, the ever-faithful Sir Junior, the powerful Sir Sophomore, and our hero, the humble Sir Freshman. Sir Freshman was ever so young and obedient. Sir Sophomore put him to great task and anguish; this torture was com- monly known as initiation. However, in tournaments, on the field of Watsessing, our lordly combat grounds, the young child defeated Sir Junior in hockey and soccer. Egad, what a grand sensation ! Lady Brown, our Lord ' s most esteemed lady, aided the boy through the hard- ships of his youthful life. Sir Junior was ever so kind and had a ball in honor of the youngest knight. It was a gay, effervescent Hallowe ' en party. In March, the young boy, who had by now gained some self-confidence, gave a St. Patrick ' s Day party for the entire Manor. The life of our hero was safely piloted through the hardships of his early life, by such leaders as Helen Schneider, Kay Baldwin, and Lawrence Harris. They were his companion, secretary, and treasurer, respectively. The following year our hero attained the position of Sir Sophomore. What a victorious knight he proved to be on the tournament field! Now our young man had become quite certain of himself at formal functions so that he enjoyed countless balls and parties. Among these must be mentioned the Athletic Council ' s Yuletide dance and banquet, the dances by the various knights. Sir Senior, Sir Junior, and the new boy. Freshman; also. Sir Sophomore was greatly honored by attending the Lord Faculty ' s ball. The little girls. Delta Psi Kappa, Phi Delta Pi, and their brother. Phi Epsilon Kappa, had parties, too, that our knight enjoyed. During the third period of our hero ' s life he advanced to Sir Junior ' s rank. Shortly after this all were shocked by the sudden death of our good, kind instructor, Mr. Panzer. Everyone missed him very much and for a time courage to go on seemed to fail us. Just about the time of Mr. Panzer ' s death. Mr. Seikel and Mr. Machery, old and dear friends of all, passed away. Twice a week our young knight went forth into the world to teach young people how to maintain strong and healthy bodies and enjoy doing so. Many problems came to greet the young man but courage and perseverance taught him to overcome these. Through these first three years of his knighthood our boy saw the departure of many of his young friends into the wide, mysterious world; among liie first to leave the homestead were Anthony Veglia, Albert Lange, Marie Benkendorf, Anthony Ferrari, and Beatrice Abraham; secondly, Rebecca Karp, Razzo Carroll, Red Shaw. Jack Schlossberg, Sam Spector, Sam Einhorn, Philip Temken, Albert Obert, and Frances Benigno left, and lastly Ellsworth Boughton, Leah SchuU, Irene Sticht, Bea Rapoport, George Koch, Jean Rogge, Eleanor Jennings, and Zila O ' Brien forsook our happy throng. And so our hero enters the last strelih of ills apprenticeship and as a liigli and mighty Senior he plods to his connnencemenl, sharing honors and activities with his friends. He hopes that Panzer shall ne ' er forget him after he has gone and that all his deeds will he worthy of merit for his beloved school. Anne Gormley.

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I next see myself in Milan, Italy, where the carpet deposits me near a soccer game. After fighting my way through thousands of people, I am in tiie midst of a closely contested soccer game. Koddy is in charge of a picked aggregation of players from the United States who are playing for the championship of llie orl(l. He is a very successful coach, and 1 hope, the same kind of a luisliand. The magic carpet has returned me again to the suburbs of Paris. Walking through the spacious lawns of the Ecole de la Jouer , I come across Erne Demon- treux. In this private school one cannot tell whether he is the owner or the janitor. Still it may be that he is an instructor in French or fencing. He is also happily married to the pride of Palerson. Zam ... I am now in a little country town in the L ' niled Slates. It is the town of Ellenville, where I see Whitey Davis and a young lady from Elizabeth. He is still a sportsman. (At least I he doesn ' t appear to be doing anything in the line of work. He is soniethoing of a crackshot with a shotgun, but still is unable to oiitfish the coach. Whiz . . . The capitoi of Virginia, Richmond, is our next stop. Here we find that Dora Falivene and Anne Gorniley are directors of the largest playground in Richmond. Dora is evidently in charge of the girls, while Anne Gormley is taking care of . . . yes, the boys. In this respect, their status has not changed since graduation. And now, down at the Madison Square Garden in Florida, we hear someone crooning. Whoever it is appears to be a professional wrestling champ and also a radio crooner. Oh sure. It ' s Fili. He is no bigger, but he claims the bigger they are the harder they fall. In the same town is Bob Grindlinger, who is a baker of no mean dimension. He is a living example of what his pastry can do to overcome that tall, narrow silhouette. Bob figures the baker good because people hav to eat. The weather is too warm down in Florida, so I drop off in good old New York. Bucky Harris is a business man with a corporation. It seems that his father had a business there, and the rest was easy. His jokes are still the laughing stock of the office. Across the river in Jersey City I dropped in and saw Gene Helfrich and Madeline Jackson busy and keeping order in their modern folk dancing class. The going has been difficult and their faces show signs of struggle. 1 raveling over Newark I see a fight, so the magic carpet and I decided to drop in and see what it is about. It is none other than Anne Irwin, who still fights with her brother. To all others, she is amiable and good-natured. She is now head of the physical education department of South Side High School and is turning out very good basketball teams. And we now drop off at the West Orange Boys Club, where we find Frank Krysiak. From a small club this has developed to a nationally well-known iiislitu- tion. Krissy is the Kingfisli with his name known throughout the couiUrv. While thinking of Frank, the carpet deposited me over in Bavonne. where Jimmy McGeehan has risen to the exalted position of Mayor of Ba onne. He is rather large about the middle and carried a pocketful of EL ROPOS cigars. Mac spends his spare time at the political club playing Chiimee Ball. And down in Railway we find the other uicml)er of the Three Musketeers who is runnina a rliain