Rowe High School - Viking Saga Yearbook (Lakeville, OH)

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Dietz, who had just won an extremely hard case for Virginia Loomis who had charged Alma Maki with rustling her (Virginia) cattle across the border and branding them with the letters R. H. S. in memory of her dear old school. Geraldine Chapman, who had acted as master of ceremonies, suggested that we spend the remainder of the evening in a bit of dancing and after leading us in three loud cheers told the orchestra to “swing it” (whatever that means). One of my greatest surprises of the evening came when I looked over and saw the handsome young orchestra leader—none other than Dean Brauch and he certainly knew his business. As I glanced over the faces of the members of the orchestra, I recognized a clarinet player and did she know how to play. My goodness, it was Betty Walters and, I was told, that she had been called “The Queen of Jazz” by Paul Whiteman. A lovely floor show was given and Evelyn Montgomery and Fred Champlin, famous interpretative dancing team who had been discovered by Maestro Brauch, gave a wonderful performance. The “Three Sisters of Harmony,” Janet Holdson, Dorothy Bennett and Ruth Dietz, who sang “Boo Hoo” and “I’ve Got My Love to Keep Me Warm” were clapped back three times. Not a person who attended the banquet got to bed until the wee hours of Sunday morning but I had made up my mind to attend church after I had been told that John Bagnall was the minister and so I did. Sunday noon I went to a restaurant for lunch and there I found that one of the It cDight ' 1938: Jean spilled ink on her employ- er’s new soft hat . . . and had to hide it. 1939: Jane stalled her car on the Nickel Plate railroad tracks. 1940: Roger scored the winning touch- down for Ohio State over Indiana. Wally had to push Roger’s Buick clear to Amboy because he had bet “Rog” he just couldn’t do it. 1941: Naomi fell through a hole in the ice over in Bagnall’s Pond. (She always said she just couldn’t wait . . . for swimming time). 1942: Wilbert wrote a poem about the mayor and had to leave town for a couple of weeks. 1943: Pete broke the National League waitresses was Anna Shuster and she told me that her friend Anna Bailey had a very good position in an office at the Conneaut Telephone Company. Sunday afternoon I visited Elizabeth Quigley who had married a prosperous undertaker and was living at 214 Liberty Street. I had a very nice visit and we decided to go shopping the next day. As I started to purchase an article, I looked up and there stood Pauline Champlin who was clerking in this large department store. My first and only bit of sad news came when Anna told me that Wilbert Best was in the hospital. It seems that he had written a romantic piece of poetry to his lady love and she, not being able to recognize his genius, had uncon. sciously put him in the hospital. I went to visit him the next day. As my vacation was near an end, I decided to visit the beauty parlor before returning to New York and there I found Naomi Kirkwood. She had set up a lovely modern beauty salon and she told me she enjoyed her work immensely. Upon my return to New York, I discovered that William Mackey had been elected president of the United States. How glad and proud I was! Our class had produced a president of the United States! And now I had seen or heard from everyone of my classmates of 1937. Knowing that they were well and happy, I closed my eyes and drifted into a peaceful slumber to dream of happy days back in Rowe High School. pen ‘Here home run record. 1944: Marjorie took a senior class to meet the president. 1945: Bud paid Elizabeth the three cents he borrowed from her back in the spring of ’37. 1946: Betty Walters spent the night in jail, because she was caught fishing off the breakwall after midnight. 1947: Dean Brauch put a ball through his cellar window, playing sandlot baseball with the boys. 1948: Leon, a visiting alumnus at Rowe High, scolded several senior boys for coming in late in the morning. Leon was substituting for the Truant Officer.

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Class ‘Prophesy Shortly after I had graduated in the spring of 1937, I was fortunate enough to be appointed as round-the-world reporter for the New York Times. I sailed for London on the Queen Mary on July 1, and my assignment was to cover ten years. Those were happy and exciting years to be sure, and I was disappointed when I received a letter from my employer telling me that my work had been completed and I was to return home immediately. Upon my return, I was told by my employer that I could have a short vacation. I wasted no time in gathering up a few articles and I was soon on my way to dear old Conneaut. I arrived in Conneaut on Saturday morning and was quite exasperated to find that there was no taxi to take me up town from the station. After waiting nearly half an hour, the taxi came whizzing around the corner on two weels and came to a sudden stop. And who should the driver be but Leon Page! Then I understood why I had had to wait. Leon told me that Conneaut was having a large homecoming and was celebrating the visit of some of its prominent people of the class of 1937. I was delighted because I would have a chance to meet my old schoolmates again. A large banquet and dance were scheduled for Saturday evening and all the celebrities were to be there. Someone heard that I was in the city and I was fortunate to receive an invitation to attend this wonderful affair. You can imagine my surprise when I heard and saw some of the members of my class introduced and received with loud applause. America’s ambassador to Germany was none other than Dewey Parris; Elva Parris had been elected Mayor of the City of Conneaut and the women seemed to be running things efficiently. Needa Smith, the chief of police, was there and looking fine; Margaret Iloldson, who had just won the women’s world tennis championship, took a bow. Robert Brooks, professor of English in the Olds’ State College was highly applauded and Roger Olds, founder of the college, gave a short speech on the advantages of a college education. A very loud cheer arose and much to my surprise 1 saw a l earded person being introduced as The Lone Wolf “Gus” Wolcott. He had returned from the wilds of Borneo and had proven to science that a man could live by himself for five years in an uncivilized land and yet remain intelligent. The next person to be introduced was Morris Dye, who had invented a method of storing sunlight in bottles and was making a small fortune selling it on Blue Mondays. Ted Schlaich was hailed as world’s champion heavyweight boxer and was the only living man who had downed Joe IiOuis in the first round. A box office hero, Edward Wheeler, had just returned from Hollywood after receiving the Academy Award for playing the leading part in “Fool’s Gold” and his co-star. Jean Ca-pela, was also there wearing a sensational gown created from the labels of Campbell Soup cans and designed by Madame Powell, the most unique stylist yet discovered. Mademoiselle Powell was also present and with her popular sports friend, Steve Palagyi, who had just come from the Kentucky Derby and had won the mere sum of one grand on the fastest horse in the world, “Flash Gordon.” The banquet was interrupted by a telegram from the “Never Lost a Debate Team” that they had scored another victory in California, debating on the question, “Resolved that Indigestion is a Matter of the Heart, Not the Stomach.” William Splan was one of the speakers on the team and had sent the telegram through. The world’s foremost artist, Eileen Cushman, was next in line for an introduction and she displayed a portrait she ad recently finished. Margaret Herrmann had just returned from the Olympics and brought with her the trophy for having thrown the shot-put 50 feet. Marjorie Cameron, girls’ athletic coach at the Olds’ State College was there and to r.iy surprise had gotten herself married to a young man of her own profession. With her was Ellen Anttila, the private secretary of Charles Clark, president of The Clark Bar Company of New York, Chicago and Philadelphia. Kyle Andes, Conneaut’s man-about-town was a little late arriving but nevertheless welcomed and he said a few words introducing his intelligent lawyer. David Continued on Next Page

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