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PEEKIN' ThT°hegh CHINKS
Another year has rolled around and with it comes the time for the seniors of 1942 to bid adieu to their old Alma Mater, PCHS. On behalf of all these graduates, we would like to leave these memories of some of their—well, you choose your own word for it.
Remember—way (?) back in '38 when Lampitt grew up and became Ben instead of Bennie?
Remember—when that handsome fella, Clare leiby, resorted to robbing the cradle, eighth grade, to be specific?
How can we forget the way Carol Brown and Chuck Timm, those two jitterbugs, jim-jammed-jived at the matinee dances!
Remember—about three years ago when Stu Scott was afraid of the women? But oh, look at him nowl
Remember—in '41, the tragedy when Judy Carlier didn't get to the football game at Canton in time to see the one and only, Tom Eldert, run 85 yards for a touchdown?
Remember—how the Goobers — Haas, Herget, Hough, Petri, Lampitt, and O'Keefe used to hold up the lamp post at Hackler's corner?
Remember—back there in '40 when that basketball and track star, Ray Athey, never gave the girls a break?
Remember—the adventures of those South Pekinites—Trumpy, Glassford, Van-derheyden, and Fogliano on the school bus and otherwise?
Remember—a few years back when "Whimp" Doren, "Red" Arnold, "lollie" Bailey, "Ma" Renfer, Mary Ellen Champion, ond yours truly went on the Gypsy Patterans?
Remember—the party "Kirk" Kerrick threw after the first football game of the season when "Andy" Andreoni ate too much cake?
And then there was that much-discussed romance between Dick "Clay" Seegar and Addie McDaniels in Douglas
School. And remember how the kids teased Carroll Runkle because he bought licorice for Mert Thomas?
Remember—Nola Jean Brooking and Dorothy Rohrs had it bad in junior high. For Dorothy it was Bob Walker, frecklefaced and living in Texas now. Seriously, and many times, we recall Dorothy's assuring her father that it was not puppy love.
For Nola Jean, alias Mo, James Sefton. Ah!
Remember—Fran Lampitt and Jack Hackler skipped recess every day to stay inside and be together? Ben Lampitt, one grade ahead of his sister Frances, had Mag Howatt (then known as Mary Margaret) on his mind.
And, oh most memorable of all times at Lincoln school—the day Mr. Abernathy left the room (6th grade) while the kids made merry. Edie Simoncini's singing "Black Coffee" was interrupted when teacher unexpectedly breezed in.
And you needn't an elephant's conscience to recall the gay old times Clare and Loraine had after the latter had managed to break the news to Adeline McDaniels that Clare didn't "like" her anymore.
And the commotion Al O'Hara caused when he transferred to Pekin High, blue sweaters and all?
And the reversed (now) dates of Mag Howatt with Hergie and Mert Thomas with Bennie L. Look how things turned out.
Remember Mr. Denekas' home room party at Brush Hill School where Carol Brown cut herself on barbed wire and a kind boy scout fixed it up? Bob Bowlby was the life of the picnic, writing on Brush Hill School and getting scolded for it.
Remember—or can you remember a time when Coleen Poebel and Eva Mae Gurney didn't like horses? No, neither can we.
Remember when "Always-a-Smith" Renfer and "Always-a-Song" Leiby fell for each other? (But hardl)
Remember—in '40, at the annual Boys' Club parly, when Mag Howatt and Bob Stallings were on the receiving line?
Remember—(slretch your memory) when Pat Rohrer and Tub Deppert joined the steady list?
Remember—in '38, when we seniors were freshies, Bob Bowlby supplied breakfast to the first hour Algebra class in room 225?
Bringing to mind all the good times all of us had—the picnics, athletics, dances, studies, proms and all the others, we want to bid the Pekinois and "Peekin' Thru the Chinks" farewell.
So long, yours truly.
Betty were June instead of May?
Hook were a baker instead of a Fisher? Johnny were the mast instead of the Helm?
Marcia, Marilyn, and Marguerite were Campbells instead of Hinds?
Carryl were red instead of Brown?
Mert preferred Howard instead of Thomas?
Ellen were a brake instead of Geer?
Eileen had a wig instead of Hoerr? Carolyn went to play instead of Church? Penny were a trunk instead of a Root? Dawn was Gipps instead of Pabst?
Agnes were old instead of Young?
George had a plain Ford instead of a Glassford?
Philip had stayed instead of Luft?
Wilson had gone instead of having to Besant?
LaVon was stuffy instead of a Coolman? Dorothy lived on a valley instead of a Hill?
Mutt and Jeff—Tom Callahan and Walter Cannon.
Li'l Abner—Hank Vandcrheyden.
Daisy Mae—Jean Rogers.
Buffalo Bill—Clare Leiby Buck Aogers—Bob Herget.
Jiggs— Howard Evans.
Little Annie Rooney—Marilyn Belville.
Hap Hopper—George Glassford.
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Swinging Down James Field
Backing the team with vigorous and peppy enthusiasm are Pekin High's cheerleaders. Always ringing out cheers for the team, whether winning or losing, they show their loyalty for the team!
Known as one of the finest tumblers in Pekin or anywhere, Jim Bramlage has shown his ability to the crowd of cheerers by his stunts in cheerleading. His backward flip, which he does without the use of his hands, stirs many a spectator. More of his skill was shown in the Variety Show. Jim has indeed done his part to help the team on to victory.
Completing the cheerleading squad are three pretty PCHS girls. When these girls take the floor, the spectators are always ready to do their part. Leaving the squad this year, Jean Meyer, with her charming smile can really get the crowd to "raise the roof." Working together, she and Jim Bramlage have provided many a
breath-taking moment for on-lookers. Jean and Jim worked together as an acrobatic team for the Variety Show. Jean will be greatly missed by both the cheerleaders and the spectators.
Another competent cheerleader is Helen
Hayes. She may be little, but she has the technic for handling the crowd. Serving on the cheerleading squad for two years, Helen will next fall become captain of the cheerleaders. Winning praise in other fields, she has become an outstanding girl of PCHS.
Bidding their last farewells to GAA are eight graduating seniors. Each one extends her best wishes to the club and congratulations to the new officers. In return, the GAA members wish good luck to those they are losing as the school year ends.
Serving as officers for the past year were: president, Helen Hayes; vice-president, Lois Garls; secretary-treasurer; Donna Jean Snyder; and program chairman, Mary Ellen Champion.
As she planned some very nice programs for the last year, program chairman, Mary Ellen Champion, will be greatly missed. Being a faithful member and participating in many activities, Mary Ellen receives the best wishes of the remaining GAA girls.
Quiet, but full of pep is Phyllis Gunsten. Yet, get her and Bette Ann Jones together on a team and you really have a whirlwind. Full of dynamite and with plenty of vim, these two girls plunge their teams to victory. Another of the same calibre is Adeline McDaniels.
Those daring, dashing, red headed GAA members, Lois "Red" Arnold and Charlesa "Chuck" Cramer, will be sorely missed when activities start next fall. Without the laugh of Charles (laughing at her own jokes), that certain spark will be missed wherever an evening of sports is to be enjoyed. "Red" Arnold's quick smile and friendship will be missed by all GAA members.
Another one to be greatly missed will be petite Dorothy Hill. Always willing to participate in any sport, baseball, basketball, tennis or volley ball, and a faithful GAA member, Dorothy bids goodbye to her place in sports, hoping that someone else can step into her small, swift shoes.
Lastly we come to the end of the trail with Lois Garls. For the past year, Lois has been vice-president of GAA. Always willing to try anything from tumbling to basketball, she has indeed proved herself a fine example of good sportsmanship.
Her greatest thrill was attending GAA camp last summer, and due to her fine selling ability she will attend camp again this year. As you know, the girl selling tickets to the Spring Frolic received this award. Through her unending amount of energy Lois has participated in many activities which allowed her to earn several GAA awards. To this fine girl, we bid "Au revoir" and a "Keep up the good work."
At the last GAA meeting of the year, four awards were given out. Lois Garls received the State letter "I", while a school letter "P" was given to Ruth Betxleberger. Receiving class numerals were Wilma Zimmerman and LaVerne Michael.
Miss Eleanor Frabcis and Miss Mary O'Connor lead the successful group on each year to a "bigger and better GAA."
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With the help of El Haren and Martino, we have been able to look into the future and make a few predickshuns of things to come. We shall look into the goings on of some of our fine seniors 20 years from now. So take a time capsule and come along.
Our first stop is the “Last Stand" saloon, deep in the heart of Dry Gulch, Arizona, owned and operated by “Black Bill' Gasper, the only remaining member of the famous Piro gang who is not serving time. Things are going full swing as we step thru the batwing doors and come face to face with celebrities galore. Thru the door leading to the Casino, we spot Rich Rapp, the last of the famous Jackson Hole gang, playing the roulette wheel, surrounded by his bodyguards, consisting of Warren “Ace" Ferguson, the noted six-gun artist; Bruce Brisendine, Ace's right-hand muscle man, and Kenny “Brass Knucs" Miller, a torpedo from the Bowery. At another table, we find Paul “Moose" Folgiano, ex-pug, sharing his winnings with "Red" Cramer, one time moll and night club blues-singer, while Amil Massa, Chicago aristocrat and author of “Man's Job at Home," current best seller, looks timidly on. Suddenly a side door flys open and out swaggers Jack “Rocks" Rogers, blowing blood off his knuckles and dragging a very unconscious Charles Q. Meyers behind him. Seems like they caught Meyers, local W. P. A. chief, slugging the gum machine. Sitting in a far corner, your roving reporter spots Bob Herget, Tammany Hail boss, sitting with a couple of his ward heelers, mainly Walter Cannon, ex-subordinate of the Kelly-Nash machine, and Dominick Ingolia, racketeer and one-time bootlegger. Directly across from them, “Hank" Vanderheyden and his fiancee. Miss Jean Rogers, sooper-dooper film celebrity, are drinking a toast to celebrate “Hank's" promotion from a yard bird to a buck private in the Lost Creek dawn patrol. Bob Haas, oil magnate and playboy, is seen chatting with J. P. Hackler, the financier, while M ss Mary Galbraith, millionaire spinstress, and Miss Hattie Martens, soda jerker from the local five and ten, look on delightedly. The lights are dimmed as the 9:00 o'clock floor show begins. On the bandstand we find thot popular bandleader. King Carroll Runkle and his seven slaves, playing a popular rendition of that old favorite, "You Can't Brush Mo Off the Relief," with the vocal being taken by that ever lovely baritone.
Alphonse O'Hara. That select dance team of Johnny "Scat" Skaggs and Jean Powers
swing into a rhumba while George "Jim Jam" Glassford pounds out the tempo on the skins. We leave this popular rendezvous, frequented by the upper 401 of Dry Gulch's society, and moke our way amid a hail of flying bullets, ,resulting from a pitch gun fight between Bob Trumpy, South Pekin's new mayor, and Bill "Brains" Sevier (mouth-piece of Phil Luff's desperate Hash Knife gang) to our rocket ship, from which we head for "Shanty" Dick Flynn's dive on the banks of the Little Mackinaw. We stop down town long enough to have a new bank of rockets installed in the ship and to buy a late edition of Superman comics, and then we continue on to the Little Mackinaw. Outside the door leading to the inside of Flynn's newly-opened dance hall and shooting gallery, we encounter Bernard "Benny" Lampitt, chief of police of Dry Gulch, selling life insurance, while inside a brawl is in full progress. Fritz "Blacker-Than-I-Am" Joestings, swamper and head bar-fly, has taken one glass of water too many and is manfully trying to clean out the place (with the help of a broom and a bucket of water). At this moment, the chatter of machine gun fire breaks the peaceful silence and with a crash, the lights go out, ending our little visit into the future.
We, the graduating seniors of PCHS, feel that we should leave some of our most cherished possessions with the students remaining here for them to remember us by. We have looked into their most urgent needs, and do hereby will and bequeath those things which we feel will be the most beneficial to them during the remainder of their time at PCHS.
I, John Houston, will my ability for missing my entrances in band to the fortunate Ted Johnson.
I, Jack Hockler, bequeath my seat in penalty hall to Walter Fluegal. I trust he will find it comfortable throughout the coming year.
I, George Glasford, will my technique in getting white slips for admittance to cats to Fritz Joestings. We trust that Dean Grigsby reads this in the proper light.
I, Lois Jean Arnold, will my red curls to llene Ozella.
I, Ned Hough, will give anything but Vera Pearl.
I, Kenneth Miller, do hereby bequeath
my many feminine admirers to the popular man-about-town John Sommer.
I, Jean Powers, will my graceful dancing ability to Jo Ann Heckman.
I, Warren Ferguson, do bequeath my speaking ability (with gestures) to Roland Petrie.
I, Howard Freidrich, leave my much-respected position in FFA to Bab Heisel. May he have more good luck with little calves.
I, Adeline McDaniels, will my afterschool life in Mr. Hall's cubbyhole to some girl who hates the wide-open spaces and oxygen.
I, Howard Schappaugh, will my ability to blush without a cause to Kenneth Bailey.
I, Bob Stallings, leave my noon walk up All Eliza with Donna Jean Snyder and Helen Hayes to anyone going that way.
I, Virg’nia Leitch, leave my bewitching freckles to Don Winkel, the Winkel Orchestra heir.
I, Margaret Lutz, do hereby bequeath all the accumulated waste paper in my locker to Bill Sevier, paper committee expert.
I, Paul Sudberry, will my graceful skating form to the Tibbs' swins — both of them.
I, Mickey McClain, leave my ability for getting letters from men in the army to Betty Brees.
I, Toar Grant, leave my managership of the a'hletic teams to Johnny Widby, who knows what a swell job it is.
I, Coleen Poeble, will leave my horse to Mary Hansen in exchange for a couple of good, still-treaded tires.
I, Kenneth Wade, will my energetic, a!ways-in-a-hurry manner to Shirley Janssen.
I, Walt Mohr, will my first-aid bandages and Red Cross kit to Boy Scout Richard Leiby.
I, Marie Shutters, will my loud mouth and over-enthusiastic chatter to Jackie Jenkins.
I, Russell Woodmancy, leave my strong-arm tactics and wrestling ability to Joe Schaller.
I, Mary Galbra'th, leave my "ughs" to Helen Cannon who loves to sit in study hall (after sk'pp'ng breakfast) and small meals cooking in the foods room. UGH.
I, Gold e Whtimore, leave my refined and cultured ways to dignified Virginia Hagney.
I, Dick Seogar, will my trusty tennis racket to Bill DeVault, who probably never saw one.
I, Edie Simoncini, will my dark locks to Hermine Groen.
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