Roger Bacon High School - Troubadour Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

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Rev. Hyacinth Blocker, O. F. M. Page Twenty-eight THE BACONIAN STAFF Ediior-in-Chief: WILLIAM BRUGGEMAN. '33 Managing Edifor: Columnists: WALTER SCHNEIDER. '33. LOUIS HETZ, '33. RANDOLPH BRUMFIELD, '33. Associafe Edihr: LEONARD GARTNER. '33. Exchange Edifor: PAUL ARTMAYER. '33. Fea'l'ure Edifors: LEONARD DAUMEYER. '33. RICHARD BLUM, '33. VINCENT SMITH. '34. BENNER HOEPER. '34. VINCENT LEVO, '33. CHARLES SCHWETSCHENAU. '33. Humor Edifors: JOHN LEHRTER. '33. RICHARD BRAUSCH, '34. FRANK MEYER, '34. MAURJCE NIEHAUS. '33. A1' E ' : News Edi+or: r dlfor JAMES HOBAN. :33. FRANK LEURCK. '33. Sporis Edi+ors: Typisfs: GEORGE SPITZMILLER, '33. RALPH HERMAN. '33. GEORGE GEISEN, '34. CARL WEIGAND, v33. Faculfy Adviser: REV. HYACINTH F. BLOCKER. O. F. M. The Baconian

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b Through the Calendar Year Book,1933 w THE Fifth Annual Football Banquet, held in honor of the Roger Bacon Spartans, Champions of the Greater Cincinnati High School League, was held in the school cafeteria 011 December 13, 1932. Father Odo Kempker omciated as the toastmaster in his inimitable manner. Mr. Jack Elder, of Notre Dame football fame, was the principal speaker, while Father Juvenal Berens, our Principal, and Coaches Joseph Morrissey and Edward Burns completed the pro- gram. Nineteen players were awarded letters, and Joe Bosse, 34, giant tackle, was elected captain of the 1933 gridders, succeeding Diek Welling, ,33. ssar The time, January 14, 1933; the place, the gymnasium of Roger Bacon High School; the event, the annual Senior Dance. Artistic decorations, delightful melodies and an enchanting atmosphere all helped to make this an evening which will endure in our memories for a long time. Our Parent-Teachers Association has given excellent support, both material and moral, to all of the various activities of Roger Bacon. They have proven themselves the most helpful agency of the school, and by means of their card parties have helped the school immeasurably. We all join in and say very sincerely, uThank yet? and uCongratulations. 5i: 'rC: The evening of April 7, 1933, was the occasion of the birth of a new enterprise at Roger Bacon. On this memorable evening, fathers and students gathered to spend a delightful evening. Selections by the school orchestra, assisted by the quartet, and a comedy, pre- sented by the Sophomores, and entitled, uOne Swaller, One Dollar, enlivened the program. Father Juvenal, our Principal, gave the evening a more weighty aspect by presenting a talk showing the relationship between the home and the school. Following his address, refreshments were served by the P. T. A. in the cafeteria. is :k :5: During the past year, under the able guidance of Father Hyacinth, Faculty Adviser, the ttBaconianll has established itself as one of the outstanding student publications in this part of the country. In the Critical Survey conducted by the National Scholastic Press Association, the ttBaeoniaIW carried off an All-American Honor Hating, the highest award given by this Association. The magazine has also received high praise from the Catholic School Press Asso- ciation, Marquette University, Milwaukee. . Our magazine has been granted a charter of admission into Quill and Scroll, an international society for high school journalists. Members of the staff have. been awarded medals and have carried off awards in a nation-wide contest. All in all, the staff deserves much credit for its year of work. eR. B., 133. Page Twenty-seven

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Golden Rule Days wWILLIAM SHAKESPEARE in one of his renowned plays divides the life of a man into five parts. These divisions he entitles under various headings according to his idea. To me also, there are five separate chapters in the life of a human being, five chapters in which one either makes life happy, or unhappy, worth while, or worth- less. Through the Ages I The first section I scarcely re- member. It takes place at the time from my birth to my sixth year. The only recollections I have of this early period are the tales mother tells me, when she relates to me how much I cried, or how I first learned to walk and talk, when I was a babe. And then, after I come to my senses, in a strict meaning of the phrase, after babyhood, I pass into the age of grammar schooling. In these clays I have my first scraps With some bully, or take my first good ttbawling outi, from the teacher for throwing paper wads, or the like. In these days, also, I gain my first knowledge of an intellectual sort: I hegin to find out what this world is all about. After this age, I learn to comb my hair neatly as I pass into the high school era. From thence I go into young manhood and prepare to seek my opportunities in life, or to make acquaintance with my prospective life partner. The hnal chapter in my life book will be. the glorious, perhaps sad, old age, the time when I will look back retrospectively upon success or fail- ure, over the drama I have under- gone and enacted. The Real Chapter In any well-construeted novel, or story of a similar type, there are certain chapters which stand out as more important than others, which hear more stress to the plot of the tale. Likewise, with the book of life there is a pre-eminent chapter that surpasses the others. This chap- ter is entitled ttHigh School Days? ttSchool days, school days, dear old Year Booh,1933 This little bit of reflection by a senior who knows, makes a good bit of advice for the undergrads. with pleasure when yeu were a freshman, a sophomore, a junior, a senior? golden rule days, and the enchant- ing melody of that everlasting, effect- ive song lingers on. Oh, how happy are the days when I sit each day at my desk to work out some dizzyi, chemistry or algebra problem. ul hate sehoolfi young fellows will say, and yet they do not think as they blurt out this crude statement. There are no more joyous days than those of our schooling. ttYour school days are your best days, son? older persons, who have traversed more fully than I the path of life, inform me. XVith them I am inclined to agree unanimously, for to be truthful, I am getting a great ttkick out of life just now, in my high school days. When I became a Senior at high school, I began to glance back over my four-year course; I began to see wherein my faults lay, where I per- haps wasted valuable time in class, 01' where I did something without much thinking. In my fourth year I see all my ttwarming up days, the days when I first came to high school. On the Way Yes, I start at the beginning of the high school ladder, as a Freshman, meek and humble, wondering what it is all about, what it will lead tow this school life. Then I am initiated, brought into the spirit of the school. I become a small,l portion of this great institution that I attend. I am con- tent, COIllftIFtCCIHI work hard that first year, and my efforts bring re- sultswentrance to the second story of the building. Landing on the second lloor, I find myself as a Sophomore, as a student who is becoming a ttbig shot? At this point I assume a haughtier air, and I commence to take part in some major activities of the school. This Sophomore year also lays a founda- tion for the greater privilege of be- coming an upper classman. Do you remember By LEONARD GARTNEH, 33 As a Junior, I am be- stowed this honor. I con- stitute a greater element in the school life. My contem- poraries, my classmates, and I are the models of all lower eperhaps upperwgrade stu- dents. They took to us as their ideals. At last arrives my Senior era, which brings me to the last notch in my upward climb, the time when, as I said. I look back gleefully over pre- ceding years. I am now a full- Iledged member of the high school, a loyal son of the immense fraternity. During my course of four years, I follow the same routine every day. I catch the same car, with its orange color staring me in the face; I ttbum the same automobiles; I travel the same roads, paths, and driveway; I see the same faces at my side each morning and afternoon. Yet, life never grows tiresome. Something novel, some new adventure or ex- perience turns up each day which thrills me and enlightens my intel- lect. Every-Day Life Upon arriving at classes, I take up my text-books and prepare to indulge in my assigned topics. Witt we have a test? What will he give us? What year did so-and-so occur in? Down to work, study, study. But it never grOWS monotonous for I know that by following instructions I inflise into my mind new thoughts and ideas. Ah, how happy and beneficial is high school life; how I love it, and would like to live it everlastingly. Little incidents, worries and bothers, that turn up occasionally, only tend to make it more interesting. For what is life without troubles? Therefore, if I earnestly, eagerly, and sincerely get down to work, real, studious labor, each clay, I know I can make high school life really worth while. I can show to myself its finer, more polished, and brighter elements. And when I graduate and go out into the hustling world of business, I can almost be assured of tContinued on page 38l Page Twmrty-m'nc