Rome City High School - Gladiator Yearbook (Rome City, IN)

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the music arranger for his orchestra. He came on over and we had a fine evening discussing old times. Tommy said that lately Mark had composed a few songs in his spare time. After hearing them it was easy to see that they were dedicated to his school day sweetheart, Lorraine Holsinger. Asking Mark about this we learned that he had given up hope of ever getting her after she married Johnny, but he still has his memories. Attracted by the headline HEROIC NURSE SAVES SMALL BOY ' S LIFE , I looked into the subject and here is what I found out: Thelma Morrison, nurse at the Riley Hospital in Indianapolis, had saved a small boy from flames which might have been fatal. Being near Indianapolis I decided to go and see Thelma. During the discussion of her heroism we naturally discussed old times. I learned the surprising fact that an- other member of R. C. H. S. Class of ' 40 was here in the same hospital, Miss Martha Stillinger. Through Martha we learned that she had at- tended college with Betty Gaby, and that Betty was now a high school teacher in the same old school of her high school days. I couldn ' t help but wonder if she had expelled any students for skipping school. A railroad ticket attracted my eye next. I, faintly at first, then more clearly, remembered the trip I had taken back to Rome City to help the residents celebrate Rome City Day. I found that Mr. and Mrs. Neil Mas- ters (Mrs. Masters will be remembered as Tootie Hart) were the most prominent citizens, Neil having gained respect by carrying on his father ' s business and now he owned a chain of filling stations, with head office at Rome City, now a thriving little city. We also saw many residents of Brimfield. It also is quite a little city with a mayor and everything. I learned that Frances Savoie married the mayor and was now the First Lady of Brimfield and quite a socialite. Next my eves fell upon this ticket for speeding. I recall hurrying through Fort Wayne and being stopped by Where is the fire? I turned around and at once recognized Ralph Moore. He said that he had been a state policeman for five years. Remembering that he and Hubert Leatherman had been quite good friends, I inquired what Hubert was doing. He informed me that he was now an engineer on the Pennsylvania Railroad ' s new streamliner. Hubert also held the office of president of the Chamber of Commerce in Rome City where he lives. Nearing the close of memory album I find this announcement, Rebah Donley married the son of one of Chicago ' s socialites. Along with this is a programme of the stage play, Abe Lincoln in Illinois . One evening I had gone to see this and I happened to meet Rebah and her husband. On the programme it had as head electrician of the play, Morris Frain. We were quite anxious to meet old school acquaintances so we went back- stage. We asked Morris about some of the other members of the class. We learned that two of them had stayed pretty close to home, namely, Paul Ream and Carney Waldron. They published the Brimfield Daily News. Returning again to reality from my journey through Memory Lane, I realized that the embers were slowly dying; that the members of the Class of ' 40, all being successful both in the business and social world, had been accounted for; and that I should leave my memories until another dreary day. Page sixteen

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JUNIOR PROPHECY Isn ' t it queer how you seem to always become dreamy and reminiscent when sitting before a fire? The fire seemed to fade as my dim old eyes gazed into it and in its place many aged but sweet memories of the things appeared. To recall these more clearly I brought out my memory book bulging with souvenirs, clippings, and announcements and prepared my- self to run into the past. Today I seemed to see the class of ' 40 so I started leafing through my collection to see what really became of them. What should I find first but a column, clipped from a largely circu- lated paper, entitled Frank Facts to Forlorn Ferns and signed Aunt Donna. This could be the work of none other then Donna Rimmell since I recalled how straight forward she had been in her early years and never showed signs of changing. This next souvenir was a pressed flower, taken from a wedding bou- quet, attached to a wedding invitation. This was put in my book to re- member the wedding of Jo Ann Schlotterback to Don LeMaster. After they had the knot tied, with the right amount of grandeur, they had left to wend their way to the West Coast where Don was in the Army. While leafing on through my memory album this small stub attracted my attention. It was part of the ticket I had used years before for a boxing match. Now it all comes back to me. I recall meeting Donnabelle Mc- Donald in one of New York ' s smarter night clubs, the Stork Club where she is a waitress. In there I saw advertised a prize fight between King Leviticus and Buddy Bear. Remembering they used to call Bob Galland Levick during his high school days, I inquired about it from Donnabelle and she said it was the same old Bob and none other than Clifford L. Asher as his manager. Clifford himself had participated in many fights but he decided to settle down and let Bob do the physical work. The next thing my eyes fell upon was this programme. It was a musical revue and leading the cast of players was Irene Strausberg. How- ever, she had ceased to be the Irene we had known back in R. C. H. S. Now she was second only to Eleanor Powell as the world ' s fastest tap dancer. After seeing this, I left for the airport to come home and who should I run into but Sheldon Groh. He told me he had taken a course in aeronautical engineering at Tri-State and had a job at Wright Field in Dayton, Ohio. While we were recalling our old high school days, Shorty told me that Dean McClure was an aeronautical engineer, too, and was in one of the rival airplane companies. It seems that 1940 had produced a class of air-minded boys because we learned that James Jolly, who had done much designing in his high school days, was now designing airplanes. Jean Fox ' s ambition, too was to be an airplane pilot but since he couldn ' t pass the physical examination he was very well satisfied with being vice- president of the United Air Lines. Next in my album I found this newspaper clipping announcing that the leading dance band in the country, led by Mark Munk, would be play- ing at the Palmer House in Chicago and I managed to get tickets. Back stage after his fine performance I had a chat with Mark. While there he received a telephone call from Tommy Hague. He explained that he was Page fifteen

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