Southwestern High School - Prospector Yearbook (Detroit, MI)

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THE TWENTY-N By PAUL OR twenty long years l had been wandering aim- lessly about Europe and living on an annual income of 310,000 per year, alotted to me by my deceased Uncle Gus. This income was now cut off, and I was forced to return to the U. S. to find employ- ment in order to support myself. I passed through many European cities on my way, and at last I found myself in Hamburg, Germany, ready to embark on the steamer Rotterdam for America. lt was late one afternoon when I stopped at a typical outdoor cafe on the main boulevard, in the vicinity of the boat piers. When I received no atten- tion by rapping on the table gently, I resorted to hammering with an empty cup left by another cus- tomer. A waitress soon appeared. To my surprise INERS ABRUAD DINGER seated myself at a table by a window. I had 'no sooner seated myself, than a crowd of waitresses dashed madly towards me. Among them I recognized Laurene Golm, Gertrude Conrad, Winifred Bergstres- er, Ethel Link, and Dorothy Miller. After much qua1'- reling it was finally agreed that Dorothy Miller should wait on me. After bringing my order she told me that our schoolmate, Albert Springstein, was the cap- tain of the liner we were on, and that there were many more of our old friends on board. Thanking her, I went out on the deck again and to my great surprise I saw no sign of land. The next morning I was awakened rather early by Glenn Stefifes, who had attained the high rank of porter. Finding thatihe had shined my shoes and Pryjomski, and told me he I discovered that she was my old classmate, Irene Demchak. After she had brought my order of famed Lindquist cheese, we sat and chatted for a while. She informed me that she, Mary Gulyas, Ruth Burgess, and Anna Drumm left America for Germany in hopes of finding blonde men in great abundance. She also told me that Albert Topor and Maurice Lawyer, with their wives, Virginia Zelinske and Alice Pilson, were touring the Mediterranean countries in the giant zeppelin of the Gruitch and Farber Airways of Germany. Presently our conversa- tion was rather rudely inter- rupted by a huge, burly brute, whom I recognized as James Price. We were in- Ciass Day program June Eighteenth, 1929. placed my stateroom in or- der, I gladly gave him a couple of second-hand Ger- man street car transfers and begged him not to spend them all in one place. 31 Eight Uclock. tMy firstt gthtougllit bupcaig s e 111 ou in o e ri Presidenfs Address ....................r.......,....... Ruth Uhleman f Sulgililgf morning was gto Class History ....... ........ ............ F r ank Taylor , C t - S - ,E i Class Win ..,..........,....., .....,.. J Dim Mccormick See all 3.111 Pfmgs C U- Class Prophecy .............. ............. P aul Dinger UIIJOU afflvmg at the Cap' Presentation of Pick ....... ............... E url Friese ta1n's cabin I paused, then ACCCPIHUCC of Pick -'------ -------,---A-4-- 0 141 I-11115111111 I slowly and quietly opened Acceptance of Spade ..,. .......... W illiam Voellmig i the door True enou h Class Poem .................................................... Jerry Gnxitch h . ' it ' Valedictory .......................................,............ Edna Kirsten t ere In 0115 ccffnfir Sat t e 0 ' same old Al, just as I M TT0 k l' b k ' h' h We learn not for school, but for life. 521155121 112133337 tlift ,Lis COLORS much stouter and had a cute Blue and While- mustache. After a very FLOWER hearty welcome, he -decided White Tea Rage, to introduce me to his crew. He first introduced me to ...,... -.................-........-............................ the wheelsman, Alphonse deed glad to see each other again. He said he was the owner of the place, and he took Irene over to wait on another customer. Being thus left alone, I arose from the table and went on my way down toward the boat. As I passed a police station, a familiar cry, 'KI-Ioof! Hoof! greeted my ears. Upon turning around, whom should I see but the illustrious Four Horse- men, namely, Tom Wood, Sid VVise, John McCor- mick, and Frank Taylor, who comprised the mounted police force of Hamburg. Frank, the Lieutenant, ordered a horse for me and I was escorted to the boat. After bidding them a hearty goodby and thanking them, I boarded the liner. Sensing a need for nourishment, I wended my way into the cafeteria. At a table in the center of the room a large crowd was gathered. Closer inspec- tion revealed Julius Pavella, Julius Gaspar, Willard Shumate, and Everett Klusman participating in a pie- eating contest, under the supervision of the chef. William Carney and james Anderson, while Newton Baxter and Albert Stull were unloading pies from a cart. Not wishing to interrupt their experiment, I obtained his position because of the experience he received from driving his Chevrolet to and from high school. Leaving the captain's cabin, we went to the crew's quarters, where I was introduced to the first mate, Louis Svitkovichg second mate, Steve Vargo, chief navigator, Harold Okeg steward, Stanley Wright, and first assistant steward, VVilliam Zaglidi. VVe then went to the lower portions of the liner, where I met Severino Bogozzi, chief engineer, Harry Hobley, first assistant engineer, and Geza Pasternak, second assist- ant. Besides two of the huge Jones and Johnson steam turbines, I saw a group of oilers in greasy over- alls. Herb Ockenfels seemed to be the boss of the oilers, and was directing their work. From my point of view they appeared to be Harold Brown, Philip Hamel, Henry Krigner, Randal Gray, and Merrick Howe. As we moved further into the maze of machinery, we approached the massive boilers. Here I saw Er- nest Hartman, VValter Kusack, and Angus Morrison heaving huge shovelfulls of black diamonds into the roaring firebox. On a bench toward one side I saw Page Thirteen

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lE1MlEllERS OIF T E ll A CLASS F.. .--..,.. . n.. .- .. . I, -W . I I I I I I 1 :Wh Jun: '29 .mn 29 'TZ I I I I I I I I I I 1 1 I I I L.,,.. ..-. . . Page Twelve Velma Srocka, Srokey g Yeatmen High School, St. Louis, Mo.: Chief Typist on Prospector f Staff 2254: News Editor '2!I: Vice- X I Prcsitlent of Ellen H, Richards 'ZEIQ , Glee Club: lion Quixote, Business, Stella Szatkowski, Stell - Beard. President Biology Club '2El: Vic-e-President Library Club 'BN 'ZZEDQ French Club: like Club: 'tlapanese Girl: Ghost of Hilo: Chief Typist, Prospector Staff '29, Business. Dorothy Elizabeth Weiss- lleard. French Club: Donn-1-on Club: Girl Reserves: Japanese Girl! Ghost of Hilof' City Glu- '26, City College. Mabel Elenore Srhamp, Mibs',- , Stephanus. Biology Club, llusiness. Virginia Regina Zelenske, Virg '4 Lincoln, Manistee. French Club: Biology Club: Grace Hospital' Elvaretta Ellen Mary Simkins, 'lElvie I In S SVilson School. Girl Reserves. . Albert Y. Springstein, Stringy - I XVestern. F1 Y, XXI. C,: Glee Club. 5 Carmine Scafuri, Toots Q Mcllflillan. Spanish Play: llaslcel- I ball '27, '23, 29: Captain liasm-ball I '2fl: Football '27. Frank Moore Taylor, Tillie -- Meliinstry. Baseball '27, '2N: Presi- dent Latin Club '2ti. '27. 'ESQ Front-h Club: Twilight Alleyf' Senior l'lay. College. Bert Joseph Rolfina, Bert -- Vive-President Latin Club: Student Manager Baseball '2S: Student Alan- ager Basketball '2R, 'EEN lntramural Baseball '26: Intramural Basketball '26, '27: l'7ai1's Group Orr-liestral Knoob's Orchestra: Give Club: Lass of Limerick 7l'own: S Club. Albert C. Topor, l'Aramis - Mclllillan. Latin Club: Mitbie-t Club: French Club: Se-rvir-v Club: Slide Rule Club: Tennis YS, '29. Albert Stull, Al - Union High, lilaumev, Uhio. Lass of Limerick 'I'own: Glof- Club: Slidi- Rule Club. ,,.. .. . ......... ...,, ,,-... .1 Louis E. Varga Athos ! 7 Beard. Reporter '2T: 'l'i'v:isim-i- German Club: ll'lllU'l'lilllllllt'lll Coin- I mittee. I Charles Willard Shumate, Creenie - - I Beard. Basketball '26, '2T: liasehall '2T: Intramural Basketball '25: S. Y. Ill, C.: Glee Club: Lass of Lini- erick Town: Twilight Alley. Steve D. Vargo, Porthos - NVilson. Slide Rule Club: Latin Club: Chemistry Club. Glover Leonard Rountree, Cover -M Morley. Biology' Club: Give Club: May Festival. W. Sidney Wise, Side Wise '4 St. Gabriel's. Latin Club: ltail s Group Orchestra. Business. Louis Svitkovich, Louie - Hunter. Baseball '21 'ESQ G4-rinau Club: Slide Rule Club. William Zaglide, Zag - Cary. Don Quixote: indoor 'l'ra1'k z '27: Baseball '27, Stanley Wright, Stan - Cass 'l'c-ehnieal, 'l'i-at-k '20, 'li '2S, '2!l. Spanish Club. f 'R ti I . .J . .. .-..., I I I I I I

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ON THE SHH-9 WlTH THE SENllOlRS AS THEY lRllDE llN T O T H E lF U T U R E john Binkiewicz, Floyd Page, and William Neff rest- ing for the next shift with the shovels. This concluded our visit to the engine room, and again we found ourselves out in the fresh air and sunshine. All of a sudden we heard a lot of chat- tering and squeaking aft on the starboard side. We immediately proceeded in that direction, expecting to see a iight among the sea gulls which had. been hovering over the deck all morning. Our hopes were somewhat diminished when we found merely Dolly Alexander, Elizabeth Parker, and Henrietta Dattner making a big fuss over Eleanor Diedrich's new dress. They declared it the greatest creation since the time Helen Kleiman tried to make one of her own back in high school. Not being particularly interested in dressmaking, we turned around and went towards the gymansium. Al led the way and we were soon there. In a ring set up in the center of the gymnasium was the inter- nationally famous heavyweight boxer, Louis Gulyas, crashingthunderous lefts and rights to the sturdychest of his sparring partner, Bradley Howe. The round was soon over and Louis' manager, Carmine Scafuri, commenced to rave about Louis' weaknesses and give him advice, while the seconds, Douglas Gordon and john Hagopian, gave him a rub down. Toots told us that his brother Steve was running a hand laundry' in Delray. Looking upon the track we saw Zolton Bakos, pole vaulter, Tony Sargenti, tennis ace, and joe Kastely, high hurdle Hash, all training vigorously to regain wind lost in securing their overwhelming victories in the recent Olympic games. Al then took me to the swimming pool, where we saw the Olympic swimming victors, john Mahin, Ed- gar Killian, and William Kamarosky, enjoying a dip. On the diving board was Herbert Marien, high diving artist, who had deprived America of another winner by turning professional. , Al then took me to the lounging room and library. At the end of the room in a large leather chair I saw Elsie Peterson, Queen of Wall Street, listening to her private secretary, Bessie Hopkins, give the stock re- ports as they flowed from a ticker on her desk. A few feet away Lucille Emerick, Dorothy Grune- wald, and Helen Emick were jumping up and down in great excitement. Investigating, I discovered that a game of chess between Fern and Olive Blair was the cause of the din. In a more prominent place in the room, a television apparatus was broadcasting the world events of the week. Being interested in cur- rent topics, I thought I would watch awhile. At this point Al had to leave me to carry out some of the duties of his position as captain. In the television I saw and heard james Nelson receive a large inscribed silver golf ball, significant of the mid-west golf cham- pionship. Clara Knitli, president of the Knitli and Keppen Golf Ball Company, presented the trophy. Clara referred to him as the second Bobby jones. His caddy, Charles Maniuk, was seen on the screen, but not mentioned. I saw Aluva Miller, Irene Nagy, and Dorothy Hoy being awarded crocheted dishcloths Page Fourteen HOHO0l O'G0PlOvC0C0N4'409'OWOwlv0'lvl'D0ONOvO06b9bONONO'4' The seniors can look back over their last term and tell things that they have accomplished with more assurance than their class prophet can describe the future. The boys have won the attendance cup. One of the boys, William Csircsu, was chosen a member of the All- State Orchestra. The girls have won the scholarship cup and have accom- plished the impossible by choosing their commencement dresses in one short week. Oivkki-04U0i4li4O4M +0kCf04iOOQd90G4 for winning three first places in a dishwashing con- test, sponsored by tlie Ridley and Kovacs Flexible Dishpan Company. Next we saw that Amphion Shel- don, world renowned magician, was appearing before the Queen of England, with his co-partners, Edith Karnatz and Velma Srocka. This ended the current events, and the program was then turned over to Suzane Hovorka's syncopators, under the direction of Bert Roffina, who was to sing with the orchestra. Remembering Bert's voice in the old days at South- western, I decided to take a stroll in the peaceful soli- tude of the deck. just as I stepped out of the loung- ing room, whom should I meet but Ruth Uhleman, President of our Senior Class. She invited me to step in at a party she was giving in her palacial suite. On the way there, Ruth told me that Myrtle Par- ker, Margaret Reed, and Elveretta Simpkins had just received degrees from one of the greatest universities in Germany. She said the party was in their honor. I also learned that Ruth was international corre- spondence agent for the Woodford and Thompson Bankers of Detroit, and that, while in Switzerland settling accounts with the Schamp and Hittinger Cheese Company, she met our old-time friend, Louis Varga, Commodore in Chief of the entire Swiss navy. We now arrived at Ruth's stateroom. A dance was just starting. Dorothy Stoll was at the piano, and Lorene Linck was trying to play a harmonica, while Ida Benko was putting her saxophone together. Among the dancersgI noticed Walda Behnke, Mildred Handyside, Mable Scaife, and Dorothea Gailey, who seemed to be enjoying themselves immensely. Ruth and I were pushed aside by the maids, Stella Szatkow- ski and Esther Dittman, who were bringing in refresh- ments. They in turn were mobbed by Mildred Kuehn, Dorothy Weiss, Harriet Brown, and Menetta Hecht in a mad stampede for food. The excitement was too much for meg I just had to get out in the fresh air again. After bidding Ruth and her friends goodby, I stepped out onto the deck again. As I was standing at the rail, gazing at the horizon, I heard the roar of an airplane motor on the runway in the front of the ship. It was the regular Mid-Atlantic to New York mail plane about to depart. The pilot was I. B. Angell and his mechanic Irene Becsky, the only woman in the air mail service. The plane soared majestically upward and the drone of the motor soon died away as the plane was lost from sight. A week later we docked at Detroit, having passed through the St. Lawrence waterway route, recently constructed through the efforts of the master en- gineers and builders, Paul Matthews and Hubert Furr. After passing the inspection of the customs oliicers, Edward Bator and Earl Friese, I walked through the fContinued on page 375