Plainville High School - Plainsman Yearbook (Mariemont, OH)

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When we all went to the Sadie Hawkins' dance, we made up a word to fit the occasion-ffiferf that's a double date on a larger scale. In our most dignified clothes, we saw 'Antigone and the Tyrant'. . . . R. Calvert HWhen our baseball team was called to- gether last spring, we didn't look as if we would amount to much. By the end of the sea- son we had won the state championship. Be- sides sports, Chatauqua gave me some great moments. The biggest thrill was the consecra- tion service that started at 9 P. M. and lasted till the next morning. . . . S. McCracken When new homes were being built in Madison Place, my friend, Eunice, and I would get our skates and play in the basement. We pretended that we were famous skaters, skat- ing in front of a large audience. Then one day the builders caught us, and that was our last performance. . . . .I. Browning 'To me, nothing has been as exciting as the week of harness races in a small Indiana town. People from all over the country bring their horseserich owners, who have ten or twelve, and owners who have but one horse, their pride and icy. Everyone in town comes. The na- tional anthem is played, bright blankets are dropped over the iudges' box, the starter rings a big iron bell, and 'They're oft'! J. Buckmaster HWorking through the years of my school- ing has been fun. I clerked in a grocery in Terrace Park,- I spent one summer with a land- scaping firm; I worked as a packer and then as a breaker for a printing and Iithographing company. Then Glen and I got iobs at the Container Corporation. We really learned a good deal about the paper industry. G. Metz til had my first chance as an actress when I was three, and I won a prize in an amateur show. The next time I felt the call of the foot- Iights was at the age of eight, when a traveling show held auditions for the child's part in TEN NIGHTS IN A BARROOM. When I wept at my own death, the audience was delighted. . . . K. Delaney Did you ever see a girl who was afraid of her own shadow? That used to be me. When we moved into this district, and I found that I had to come to Plainville, a co-ed schooI, I dreaded the change. Now I'm glad I came. . . .M. Cappa The saddest Christmas I have ever known was the year I came to the realization that 83 there is no Santa Claus, On Christmas Eve I climbed out of my bedroom window onto a garage roof that sloped nearly to the ground. I proceeded arouna the house and waited for Santa. Through the windows I saw my father take packages from the closet and arrange them under the tree. . . . B. Fite Kindergarten was the thrill that comes once in a lifetime. Nightly I taught my family the new songs and dances, they skipped around and around the dining-room table. At that time I started dancing lessons. Tap done and ing I loved, but no dance was complete with- out a headstand for After months of begging, my teacher allowed me to perform an original solo. My rendition of 'Jesus Loves Me; This I Know,' accompanied by clicking heels, helped to make my mother gray. . . . B. Spelmon good measure. When I was eleven, my parents bought a home that was iust being built in Mariemont. When we got to the new house, part of the kitchen ceiling lay on the floor, because the plumbing in the bathroom had leaked. The electricity had not been turned on, so we went to bed early. Around midnight Iwe thoughtl somebody knocked. It was the electrician, and he told us it was only 7:30. . . . C. Simons Before and during the Christmas holidays I carried mail on Route 505. On the morning of December 24 I got up at 6:30 to find a freezing rain. Thanks to two people who loaned me galoshes and a long raincoat, I got all my mail delivered? . . . D. Ferns During last summer I worked as an inspec- tor in a defense plant. We had to promise not to talk about anything that was being made. One day there was hardly any work done. We all sat around a radio-waiting. When the oH-icial word of V-E came through, there was a cry of ioy. . . .M. J. Wood In September at I945 I was shooting in my first State Junior tournament. All the other competitors were boys. I realized that my one chance was the hundred yard match. We started that match, and I tried not to have buck fever. I did well, but I was sure one of the boys had beaten me Then the scores were posted, and I learned that I had won. . . . C. Blattman When I was six years old, I was stricken with polio. I didn't know what it was all about, but when the ambulance came, I cried because my

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WW HWhen we lived in Chicago, my sister and I locked my mother in the attic. It was as big a shack to us as to her, when we discovered that we couldn't unlock the door. . . . E. Hill During my junior year I was one of a hun- dred boys in the state of Connecticut who at- tended a conference called Nutmeg Boy's State, We were presented our certificates in the Senate Chamber by the Governor. . . . DI Mappes iMother, come quick! Johnny's deadI' IWhat! Where is he?' 'He's outside here. He fell off that baggage truck and hit his head on the concrete.' I wasn't dead, but when I regained consciousness I had a good sized bump. . . . J. Gilbert When I was in the seventh grade, our music teacher asked us to try to write words for a pep song to the tune of 'John Brown's Body.' The award was free lessons on any instrument the school owned. I fitted to the melody the names of the first six players on the football team, and to my surprise I won the contest. I chose lessons on the bass violin. . . . G. Home My sixth birthday party taught me some of the difficulties of accepted social behavior. Having planned all the games, I had a slight edge on the guests. I won every game, and when the prizes were all awarded to the run- ners-up, I had to be led from the room, scream- ing my outrage. . . . D. Bainum I was on the ERIE, a medium-sized side- wheeler enroute from Buffalo to Cleveland, when one of lake Erie's violent storms struck. It was interesting to watch the water spouts shoot hundreds of feet into the air, especially when we knew that if they were near the boat it would be the end. . . . E. Parks II was a cold winter night. I had a few friends over and we decided to make some fudge. After getting it OH to a start, we went back to the living room. If you ever turned in a false fire alarm, you know how embarrassed we were. . . . P. Hughes Some of my best experiences have come from two summers at Chatauqua. Other fond memories are connected with Yehudi and Punk, our two cats. But perhaps the best times came with sports in Junior Hit . . . C. Tiberghein Last summer I was fust learning to drive. My parents had gone out for the day, and I saw 82 the car keys lying on the table. Before I knew it, I was bumping down the street. I picked up a few girl friends, and, believe it or not, we took a trip to Dayton, Ohio. . . A P. Herdtner i'Once I thumbed my way 500 miles. I started from Torch Lake, Michigan. The first lift gave me a fitty-mile start, to Grayling. I made it to lansing in time to get a hotel room and see a movie. I got home at 7 P. M. next day. . . . L. Durham At the age of three, I went to investigate an old house, supposedly overrun with ghosts. Too little to see over the window sills, I started down the basement steps. The basement was filled with water. I was iust at the edge of the water when I felt a firm yank on the seat of my sunsuit, and turned to come face to face with my frightened brother. . . . M. Shumway When I was eight, I wanted a bicycle more than anything in the world. Everybody on my street had one. When mine arrived at Christ mas, I rode it all over to show it off. . . . N. Summons Two events stand out in my memory of early school days in Cleveland. One was having a loose tooth pulled out by my teacher, and the other was the spring Operetta. All the second- grade girls except me were flowers. l was a heart I try to believe that it was because of all the girls, I looked nicest with brown broad- cloth ears and a tail. . . . P. Simpson Education has slowly been quieting me down. In kindergarten, I had my mouth pasted shut with sticky tape. The summer after the fifth grade, when five of us were invited to Tipton, Indiana, to a house party, the train conductor told me little girls should be seen and not heard. In my sophomore year I began talking on the phone. My best friend and I would spend ten minutes saying goodbye! . . . J. Hannaford 'iBorn in Ann Arbor; started school in Bronx- viIIe, New York; spent summers in Vermont; moved to Aurora, Ohio, where my social life went up as my grades went down; came to Cincinnati, and finally to Marlemont. I first fell in love-with George-in the third grade. . . . M. Francisco Every Friday evening when there wasn't something going on at schooI, five of us met to eat and talk and sometimes to play bridge.

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mother cried. After three weeks and three days, I came home again, and on the first day home, every kid in the neighborhood was there to see me. . . . E. Bauer One experience I will never forget is arriv- ing at my aunt's home in Colorado last summer. I was the last to enter the house, and suddenly I saw a big dog coming straight for me. I iumped onto a table, and there I stayed until the dog was out of the housel' . . . W. Raleigh 'IMy first-grade teacher, who raomed next door, was reputed to be very strict. Drunk with the power possessed by the kindergarten teacher's favorite, I bustled over, grasped the new teacher's hand, and suggestively asked her whom she was going to know best next year. She knew me best, but I could never make her succumb to my wiles. . . . P. Anderson HOne eventful day in the senior year started when I met Stein, Adkins, and Home in time to get the 8:30 Milford bus. We ioined our gov- ernment class downtown and witnessed a ses- sion of civil court. During the noon recess we visited a brass foundry. . . . B. McGuire HI was baptized when I was three. It was a special occasionemissionaries had brought the water from the River Jordan, and a visiting bishop was to perform the ceremony. They tell me I watched the bishop with interest as he put the water on my sisters heads, but when it was my turn, I came forth with, 'Well, don't'! . . . .I. Gilbert 'IMy family was staying at Mexico C'Ity's swankfest hotel when I made the acquaintance of Xavier Cugat by nearly knocking him down 'In the elevator. The next day when we were gliding around the floating gardens of Xochim- iIco in a gondola, I heard, 'Senorital' There was Xavier, reclining on a flower bank, and he tossed me an orchid. It made me quite an enigma to the rest of my party. . . . B. Mueller I was in the market for a car, and saw an ad in the paper for a '36 Olds. My father and l hurried over and I put a deposit on the car. The next day it was mine, and after I cleaned it up it looked like a dream! . . . T. Marx th August of 1945, Duane and i chaperoned four Angus cattle at Darke County Fair. On the great day, we feed, watered, and cleaned the cattle, and put their tails in braids. There was a hair-rising ten minutes during the parade when they started to run. . . t G. Storch 'IMy early years began and ended with 84 August instead of January. August was falr month, which meant the State Fair, and all the sights and sounds and smells associated with it. We always went on Ladies' Day, and on the last day to see the fireworks. At my grand- motherts house I gazed with wonder at people from Cleveland, Toledo, and Akron.l.! J. Markey One of the first things I remember is Mardi Gras in New Orleans. It was such a thrill to dress in my costume and go with my father and mother to watch the parade From the floats, beads, bracelets, little dolls, etc., were thrown to the spectators. My tall mother and father would catch them for me. I learned years later that they would buy things beforehand to keep in their pockets in case they didn't catch any- . thing for me. . . . D. Uvaas One basketball game I think I shall never forget. Our reserve team had iust bowed to an interior Terrace Park team. Revenge was our pledge. But with five seconds left, they were ahead by one point. Then I was fouled, and entitled to two free throws. With the game un- officially over, the outcome lay entirely on my shoulders. The more the rooters yelled, the more I shook. I wish I could say the ball went into the basket and I was a hero; but it didn't. . . . B. Anthony 'IAs my friends and l hurried through the snow to Redbird Creek our faces were as pink from anticipation as from cold. First, the ritual of building a tire. Then we each picked out a rock to sit on while we removed our shoes. Small, childish hands, larger, boyish hands, cold, numb handseall lacing furiously. Each wanted to be the first one on the ice! . . . C. Schmidt I'It was the tattooed man at the circus who inspired us. All the way home, my brother and l plagued Daddy with queries as to how the decorated man got that way. Next day, Mother found my brother sprawled on the Floor, and me sketching designs on his chest. . . . M. Mills HAt the age of eight I decided to see the world. One afternoon my playmate and I packed our clothes and started. At the railroad station we got a lonesome feeling. Weeping, we went back home. . . s L. Weingartner a HYesterday when We exchanged announce- ment cards, a senior could observe a strange look in each friend's eye. It seems like yester- day that we entered school, but the days have slipped into years. . . . B. Adkins