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

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Far Excelleth All the Rest Such a good looking sextet. Do you suppose they can sing too . . . Beauty and ;he beast . . . What are boys but to be admired by the fairer sex . . . Gone with the Wind. . . In the days of the big snow . . . My dear boy didn’t you forget something? . . . Are these seniors? Yes indeed, but a year ago—Delores still grinned, Olson wasn’t so tall. Allan and Kay did not own combs . . . The perennial couple . . . What a gal that Jo Anne Wright was in those by-gone days . . . Pained expressions . . . None other than the snapshot editor himself, Duane Loomis . . . Would you know that this bathtub babe is in the navy—Kay Graff ... I wonder if Tommy could drive this ancient chariot ... Do all camera fans comb their hair this way Charlie? . . . Snowbound and just waiting to be rescued . . .

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It was setting: late so I returned to my hotel and there sitting in the lobby was Alex Elonen. I walked over to him and asked him how he could leave the farm long enough to come to Washington? He told me he had sold his farm and is President of the Women’s Style Center Association, and I learned he has a suite in my hotel. He said his chief model is Catherine Cole. She was modeling in New York City at the time so I was disappointed that I didn’t get to see hei. I hurried to my room and turned on the radio to hear a new program. It was it’s first night on the air. I listened very attentively to Allan Ritari’s Vitamin B show. You would certainly have to take Vitamin B pills to stand up after hearing his jokes. I could see that Allan was still making up his own jokes. Turning off the radio I retired for the evening as the next day I was to go back to my old home town, Conneaut. I reached Conneaut the next night and couldn’t wait until the next day when I could go to see some of my old classmates from Rowe. I dashed over town the next day bright and early, and in Newberry’s I found Jane Hibler behind the taffy counter. She is so wound up in her work that she has placed an advertisement begging for helpers (men only.) She told me that Gordon Turner is her candy taster. He had studied so hard back in school and in the U. S. Navy that his brains had become so overworked that he sought escape from all the little sound waves. Louise Carey is now a hair stylist and has her own Salon on Main St. I left Newberry’s and went out in the street and there I met Mrs. Robert Parker but she still looked like Dorothy Cook to me. I asked her what she? had been doing. She told me she had fifteen children Therefore He Spoke, and Thus Said He at home to keep her busy. She said that Bobby is working on an invention to melt snow so he wouldn’t have to shovel at the Nickel Plate anymore. If his invention is a success she is going to get that washing machine he had promised her. She also said that Dorothy Snow has gone to Hawaii to take dancing lessons and has closed the “Blue Arrow” which she had taken over back in the summer of ’45. She told me Dorothy Norton had finally succeeded in starting her bachelors’ home down on the lake front called “The Dilapidated Bald Heads.” I jumped in a taxi and scrambled right down to see her. I stumbled into her office at the busiest time of the day but she took a few minutes off to talk to me. On her desk lay Richard Olson’s fifth application to get in her home but he has too many outside interests so she said she didn’t think he woul 1 qualify. She told me Tom Kantola and Duane Loomis had gone to college to try to discover the germ that makes women fickle. I gathered from this that the women were still their main problem. I also found out that JoAnne Wright and Margie Tinney, both old maid school teachers, are on a jaunt to Mexico. While staying there they met a couple of Mexicans and had married them and from the last reports they were raising hot tamales. On the way home I passed by the place where Marcy’s funeral home used to be but I saw Clair Bunnell’s name on the neon sign. It seems he has built up quite a business for himself on his ambulance driving—runs 'em down and drags ’em in—. The next day I went to the huge impressive Conneaut Airport and again boarded the clipper. The memories of the red brick school house and the class of ’45 were never to be forgotten.

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Elizabeth Waddle Jack Tuttle Kathryn Boslck Robert Moisio Mildred Kultti Richard Armstrong Lois Gillespie Jerry Puffer Doris Healy Robert Churchill Catherine Kako Richard Wheeler Jeanne Wheeler William Colby Harriet Montgomery Paul Evans Thelma Atkins Arnold Mackey Bessie Ring Robert Jarvi Words of Warning, Words of Cheer Junior Those Seniors really gave us the “FN” test on the night of the Freshman 'Nitiation and after having Found Nothing (?) wrong with us let us proceed with our election of officers: Allan Punkar, Bessie Ring, and Mildred Kultti as president, vice president, and secretary-treasurer respectively. The fifty-two of us finally got our heads together with Mr. Ward, our home room teacher, and worked out a little scheme which turned out to be a skating party for the high school. All through the year of 1942-43 we viewed the study hall, with awe and speculation and the following fall our dreams came true as we settled down as sophomores with Mr. Honoer to T'i'ie us. Our sophomore year was very promising, having Ray McVoy as our president;