Smithville High School - Fabrica Yearbook (Smithville, OH)

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tg Mosaic ANNUAL W -1 On the day of my departure I hailed a taxi and noticed as I got in the back seat that the driver was our me- chanical master-mind, Carl Weidman. When I reached the airport I found my plane being tuned up in prepar- ation for the flight to New York where I was to take the Normandie to France. Climbing into the plane I saw a very striking blonde acting as stewardess-it turned out to be Doris Fetter. I boarded the French liner Normandie at midnight, and went immediately to my cabin where I remained most of the trip due to mal a mer or in English, seasickness. The only person I saw during the greater part of the voyage was the ship's doctor who was the studious member of the senior class, Pauline Moomaw-she had the dis- tinction of being the only woman ship doctor in the world. After five days on the sea I landed in Marsailles, France. and left there immediately for Paris, where I was to buy several selections for my New York concern. When I got to Paris I felt rather bedraggled so I stepped into a very chic hair dressers' and met Bob Duluco whose slogan is Grow hair to infiuence people . However, I am sorry to say that Monsieur Duluco, the man who had all the hair when a member of Smithville High School, is now as bald as James J. Farley. On the last night of my visit in Paris I went to a concert given by that bell-toned tenor, Orie Yoder, accom- panied by charming Helen Muldoon. Several days later in Northern China I came in contact with a kind old missionary and his gentle little wife. During the time I spent with them I learned their true identity-Richard Schuth and his former girl friend. From China I crossed the Pacific Ocean and landed in San Francisco, California. I visited Hollywood where I spent several days with that much publicized screen star, Vernon Wirth, and his wife, Elizabeth O'Hail, now a well known author. Chicago was my next stop as I wended my way eastward, and there to my surprise and delight I found Mar- tha Ramseyer and Lavern Schroek who, after years of hard work in their bakery, had finally discovered a recipe for making non-falling sponge cake. Taking the Greyhound bus from Chicago enroute to New York I had a ten minute stop in my old home town, Smithville, where I visited with the greatest productive farmer in Americag none other than Warren Ramseyer. He specializes in raising sheep. In the course of our conversation he mentioned the names of two former class- mates who indulged in the scientific method of raising turtle doves-Mr. and Mrs. Harold Snyder-Mrs. Snyder was the former Martha Hartzler. Delbert Sayre, I found still managing his father's meat market with Mary Zook and Beulah Steiner working as his delivery girl and secretary. After this visit with my friends in Smithville I returned to New York, carrying with me the memories of S.H.S. and the class of 38 that has scattered its many talented members all over the world to make it a better place in which to live.

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W Mosaic ANNUAL CLASS PROPI-IECY During my extensive travels over the United States and Europe designing women's clothes for the Superior Dress Shop owned and operated by that eminent business woman, Josephine Winner, I have contacted many of my former school chums. Among them Mary Kurtz and Adelaide McKeal stand out as being quite important in the world of science 3 it seems they have discovered a method of eating grapefruit without getting the juice in their eyes. One day while strolling down Park Avenue in New York City my hat blew off and in the mad scramble to retrieve it I ran smack dab into John Liechty, our class president who is now one of the country's leading crim- inal lawyers. Some people say that when you're feeling down in the dumps you should buy yourself a new chapeau, so keep- ing this in mind on this particularly dreary day, I wandered into a very inviting little hat shop intent on purchas- ing a new bonnet. As I gazed around I saw a very familiar Hgure bearing down on me. Upon looking closer I saw our super alesman, Wayne Conner, now employed by the Petit Chapeau Company and doing very well indeed and living happily in the suburbs with his wife, the former Wilma Stauffer, and two children. In New York I had the good fortune to visit the Mad I-Iatten Room of the Pennsylvania Hotel where Ramon and Rosita, the famous dance team, better known to the people in Smithville as Marjorie Sheller and Russell Hor- ner, were being starred. The following day I took the New York Central to Boston. The first hour on the train brought me many surprises. I was reading a book of poems written by the celebrated poet, Edson Bechtel, when who should I see coming down the aisle with a basket on each arm and yelling, candy, chewing gum, magazines, but Wade Erwin. the boy who couldn't even sell the teachers his ideas on how to bluff through high school. I stopped him and after talking for about fifteen minutes I discovered the railroad company had heard of Charles H.oumard's,marvelous cooking ability and had immediately hired him as chief cook and bottle washer, with the able assistance of the red headed James Rennecker. On my arrival in Boston early the next morning I went directly to the Parker House Hotel where I planned to stay during my visit. Behind the large circular desk stood my old friend, Clair Shultzman, looking as impor- tant as could be. After registering my name I was escorted to my room by an exceedingly polite porter who turned out to be none other than Ray Zook who spends his spare time traveling from Boston to Maryland where his interests are settled on a little farm. About ten o'clock I was notified that a reporter from the Daily Blab wished to interview me on prevailing styles for fall -a few minutes later I opened my door and discovered my old cheer-leading girl friend, Patsy Keslar, who, after graduation had studied journalism in one of our well known colleges. Edith Williams and Bernetha Ramseyer are managing a large Beauty Salon near the Parker House, cater- ing to the elite of Boston. My heart turned a decided flip Hop when I saw in bright lights on one of the country's leading theatres, the names of two of the class of thirty-eight's outstanding pupils. They have become, during the past ten years, the greatest actors ever to present Shakespeare's immortal drama Romeo and J ulietf' It was none other than Eliza- beth Kriner and Kenneth Miller. When I left the theatre I felt rather hungry so I picked my way along the streets to a very respectable little restaurant where the very charming hostess turned out to be Evelyn Fike. During the course of the meal Gladys Conrad and her all girl orchestra played some popular selections featuring Theresa Starr, a well known blues singer, singing the refrains.

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MCDSAIC ANNUAL VALEDICTORY HAPPINESS Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness have long been held to be one of the inalienable rights of man, but ask ten different people to define happiness and you probably will have ten different answers. This is because people's ideas differ so much as to what constitutes real happiness. Webster defines happiness as a state of well- being brought about by good luck, good fortune or prosperity, but he does not and can not list any number of things that would be considered constituents of happiness by all classes of people. Solomon once said, Happy is the man that findeth wisdom, and the man that getteth understanding, and we realize that this is still true today. Those who do not strive for education, wisdom and understanding may be happy in their ignorance, but they, in their ignorance, fail to realize that there is a greater happiness to be had by obtaining knowledge, and consequently, an appreciation of the finer things of life. One who has this appreciation of the higher things in life not only finds enjoyment in his work and in his home life, but can spend many hours in the enjoyment of music, reading, painting or sculpturing, that would otherwise be spent in detrimental activities. Many whose indolence keeps them from working for an education try to excuse themselves by referring to the old adage where ignorance is bliss, it is folly to be wise, but too often these people never live long enough to experi- ence this bliss. These two types of happiness are also brought out by the following poem of Popeg The learned is happy Nature to explore The fool is happy that he knows no more. Another component of happiness is adduced by the following quotation by Samuel Coleridgeg It is one main point of happiness, that he that is happy doth know and judge himself to be so. Very frequently we find our- selves feeling dejected and gloomy because we look only at our misfortunes and do not take time to list in our minds all of the incentives that we have for enjoyment. Even Mr. Scrooge of Charles Dickens' Christmas Carol was able to enjoy life and be happy when he finally took the time to count his blessings and appreciate them. All children should be taught to appreciate the blessings that they have, no matter how simple they may be and they should learn to derive happiness from the blessings that they have, however few they are. The child brought up to have expensive tastes does not stand as good a chance of being happy as the child who is brought up learning to enjoy the beauties of nature and to be satisfied with good simple food and clothing. Another kind of happiness is the happiness that most people derive from their work, and the first thing that is essential to this kind of happiness is finding work that you are fitted to do and work that you like. No one can be truly happy while he is doing something that he considers a drudgery or a bore. Therefore it is the duty of the parents and the teachers to help young people determine what they are best fitted to do. However, not all people are suited for high positions and not all people should strive for the best paying jobs. Although most people are happy in humble work and should not try for a higher place in life, one who has the ability to hold a better position should never be satisfied until he has reached his goal. One of the greatest degrees of happiness comes to us when we have tried to make some one else happy. No one can help but have a feeling of joyousness within if he has spent a few minutes of each day in trying to make some other person happy. An almost equal degree of happiness comes to one who can look at his associates and know that he has a friend who has helped him to bear some burden that- was too heavy to bear alone. No matter what constituents make up the happiness, one who has true happiness has a feeling of joyous satis- faction that can not be derived from any other source. 'Tis not in titles nor in rank, 'Tis not in wealth, like London bank, To make us truly blest. If happiness hath not her seat And center in the breast, We may be wise or rich or great, But never can be blest. -Kenneth M iller