Southwestern High School - Prospector Yearbook (Detroit, MI)

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the Renowned Class of June, 1931 and MELICENT NAGLE Gold-ie. Louis Kiss to John Gallovitch, my cha- grin in discovering that only banks close on Wash- ington's birthday. Mary Tompos and Rebecca Stea1'n to Vera Gogol, our tactics used to get in wrong with study hall teachers. Elizabeth Kovacs and Pearl Manor to Julia Csekei, our craze for danc- ing. Charles Kortman to Dale Greene, the shocks of my wire-like hair. Leila See and Evelyn Ramsey to Margaret Dakhlian, our inte1'est in Nordstrum boys. John Pipoly to Robert Gustafson, my cor- respondence course on How to Master Bashful- ness, in Five Lessons. Margaret Staudinger and Helen Patera to Fil- omina Daranzo, our much used history ponies Queenie Dardarian to Harma Manoogian, my natural curls. Harold Lang to Peter Kobrehel, the incon- venience caused by being ahead of my C assign- ments, may he profit by my lesson. Marie Komondy and Gladys Sutton to Beatrice Akins, our pearly white teeth. John Pavlick to Odis Coffey, my would- be hard boiled attitude toward teachers. Marion Howard and Beatrice Willert to Elizabeth Lobko- vitch, our surplus A's . Catherine Beneventi and Eda Chiaravalli to Brune Farchone, the extra space in our senior lockers. James Woods to Richard Brunsch, my engaging smile and curly hair-a rare combination, and I don't see why it didn't work for me. Marshall Godfrey, my ability in making the cop agree that under these circumstances a left turn against a red light is justifiable, to Miss Caplan. We, the following, do will and bequeath, as fol- lows: I, Kathryn Jackson, to Marion Gies, my sweet little dimples, Frank Briggs, my ability to enlarge Mr. Dolan's five thousand word essay collection, to Louis Gyulveszi, I, Emily Anderson, to Kathryne Henig, my knowing look-for particulars see Hazen Hunt, Leonard Krigner, the negative hundred and thirty-nine I received on my English mid-semester, to Elmer Drews, I, Barbara Masecar, to Lina Turn- er, my love for chocolate-coated raisins and cheese tid-bits, I, Louis Horvath, my ability to wait until a few days before card-marking time before I get down to work, to Ben Gruenfeldt-may he have just as much or more success than I did. We, as listed below, make these bequests: Em- ma Gaty, my great big boo eyes, to Gertrude Voellmig, I, Charles Gilbert, do will and bequeath my much used megaphone to Carl Nagy, may it carry the melody as well for him as it did for me, we, Ruth Reaume and Laura Frahm, our stunning footwear to Virginia Ameigh, Raymond Kokoszka, my pale blond hair, to James Stephens, it has al- most helped me fall in love many a time, I, Myrtle Swift, do hereby will and bequeath to Mildred Un- derwood my famous recipe for stuffing holes in doughnuts, John Kempton to Jack McLaren, my city-slicker attitude-it might work and then it might not, Marion Stevens, the chips from the old block to Helen Dula. We hereby will and bequeath, as follows: George Horvath, a couple of pounds of bird seed to Telio Pais. The canaries of the Hartz Mountains sing very well after dining upon this choice seed. I, Alice Machus, to Dorothy Young, my teeny weeny footsies, Phil Sheridan, the ability to look down upon the girls, to John Snyder, I, Alberta Wick, to Lillian Zahringer, my art of roping the R. O. T. C , Henry Duffey to Geza Fitz, my developed physique, Helen Komaro, my many imitations of Rembrandt, to the first applicant. We, the following, do hereby will and bequeath, as follows: I, Harold Langley, to Jesse Eperjesy, my ability to face this rough and rude, cruel world, Frances Gray, my old Southern accent, Yes, suh! to Jessie Taylor, I, Max Wunderlich to Reed Pletch- er, the pink button. from my trousers pocket, Irene Barta to Ann Gee, my peal after peal of hearty laughter, I, Henry Schneidewind, to Paul Forintos. my Pha1'aoh-like curls, Helen Orell to Lillian Sim- eon, my many rides home from school, I, Joe Nameth, my ring finger fsize 145 to William Slemer. We, the following, do hereby will and bequeath, as follows: Irene Letenyei and Marian Forrest to Isabelle Poole, our fondness for penny candy. l, Robert Fox, do hereby will and bequeath to Ara Manavaian my perseverance in promoting group elec- tions, Jean Bourbonais to Betty Bewley, my ability to swim like a duck, only backwards, I, Bram- well Anderson, my shy and retiring nature, to Wil- liam Reid, my gentlemanly air thrown in for a good measure, Dorothy Cogger to Pauline Schnierla, my share of the mirror in the senior locker room, I, Charles Staiord, do will and bequeath to Donald Bastedo, my Oxford-like air. I, Lucille Smith, to Pearl Ohs, my amazing rapidity in walking down the halls, especially at lunch period, Arthur Murray, my ability to get outside a mass of food, to Arthur Schuschan, I, Helen E. Farkas, do will and bequeath to Lucille Shalla my unaccustomedness to public speaking. We hereby will and bequeath, as follows: I, Jon Milkovie, to Arthur Driggs. my prize-fighter-like should- ers, Dorothy Welch, my abil- ity to take a grand slam at the puck to Thelma Peter- son, Sam Boudoian to Kach- ador Mouradian, balm for the hearts of fiery desert men. We, Eleanor Nestman and Mildred Templin, to Helen Emerick, our ability to get the catch of the season , At- fred Lavalli, my ability to talk a long time and say noth- ing, to Gordon Payne, I, G1'ace Sam, to Rose Sam, my ability to clear the house on short notice when I commence to sing, Nick Kuzma to Leon- ard Gaydos, the ability to be at the bottom of all trouble,-- don't grin too soon, Irene Martin, my poised glide, to Gertrude Gorsline, We, Alma Page Nineteen

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The Last Will and Testament of We, the following, do will and bequeath as fol- lows: Arthur Riopelle to Richard Brunsch, my ever-empty gas tank in my Model-T Ford. Harold Cantor to Ernest Sale, my so-called perennial good nature. Mildred Holtz and Anne Sarkisian to Helen Schwede, our advice to love-sick boys. George Capen to Albin Obed, my cold and business-like manner. Margaret Schupiter to Lenore Van Loon, my ability to direct record group sings. Howard Jacoby to Mark Bruckner, my well-known Missouri hog-calling laugh. Catherine Irwin. and Anna Zline to Mad- eline Schleuss, our familiarity with one another. Duane Flynn to Joe Valentine, my Pillar of Society. Mildred Schroeder and Kathryn Black to Ivy Jones, a few locks of our curly hair. Grace Riviera and Christine Thomas, to Bessie Duty, our girlish plumpness. Frank Bolog to Roy Smith, my insatiable hunger for cakes and more cakes, Ruth Milatz and Frances Zager to Rose Szucs, our ability to probe into deep intellectual subjects, Edward Leidich to Earl Ridley, my cold potato-like attitude toward girls, Rose Wolfe and Marjorie Zambeck to Mae McGee, our operatic ability. Charles Harris to Stanley Harrison, the cloud of dizziness that has enveloped me since my arrival at Southwestern. Mary Vas and Ann Tudor. to Ruth Eagling, our keenness for blonde hair, broad shoulders, and blue eyes. Raymond Chene to Jack Ruhlman, my close resemblance to the old man of the mountain. Steve Wolf to George Steinberger, my well- cooked goose that I tried to sell to my classmates, it is the only one of its kind in existence. Viola Vargo and Helen Vargo to Bernadine Zelenske, our shyness to boys. Leonard Magilvy to Arthur Pelle- grinon, my long curly black locks as a rest from fiery red. Do1'othy Ohs and Theresa Frolich to Mar- garet Lada, our much-used beauty parlor kits. Peter Vasquez to Mario DePodesta, my ambition to be- come the president of Mexico, they are being shot too frequently to suit me. Helen Mahoney and Elizabeth King to Maude Cleveland, our droopy eye- lids that have helped us to win fair hearts. Joseph Ulrich to Arnold Stebbins, my far-away look that has kept me out of many an argument with the girls. Sylvia Hostik and Dorothy Urshel to Stella Chonko, our weak voices that we have during reci- tations. Max Reck to William Young, my retired- statesmanlike appearance, it has earned me many a good mark in Civics. Florence Cima and Viola Chioni to Sylvia Tauck, our big moments. Ed- ward Rohrman to Norman Wilkie, my long hair and dreamy looks, these have helped me to write poetry, both good and bad. Violet Kline and Violet Cook to Anna Debene, our ability to check senior girls' attendance. Steve Rohanci to Joseph Horvath, my much deceiving lamb-like appearance, that has won many an unsuspecting junior into my clutches. Violet Wilson and Helen Szabo to Helen Farkas, our milky white skin. James Scafuri to Norman Kep- Page Eighteen By JAMES MATY1 pen, my choice collection of alibis for not doing this and that. Bill Degner to Virgil Wilton, the respon- sibility of keeping up the senior dignity. Esther Benson and Julia Blum to Emma Kemp, our close companionship during record. Neal Dodson to Fred Burns, the granite set of my jaws. Suzanne Koren to Helen Horvath, my extreme shortness. Eugene Charland to Louis Salvaterra, my talkative nature. Michael Sullivan to Oscar Levy, my ability to fill in any time and anywhere, this requires all-round ability. Alda Liminsky to Margaret Pedery, my five- minute rest period during record. Steve Petho to Ralph Davidson, my ability to inspire girls to make advances. Irene Colley to Erma Bonis, my bum senior proofs. Louis Barolo to Bert McLaren, my ability to charm the infant department of South- western. Alice Kenedy to Lucille Ewing, my abil- ity to interest English teachers. Iver Ca1'Ison to Stanley Bonais, my watchful attitude toward the clock. Frances Mihelick to Julia Olas, my piping laugh. Laurence Altobell to James Horvath, my luck in getting away unharmed when I make this remark: It's guys like you fKadij that spoil this class. Charles Samu to Steve Bezek, my peculiar manner of gnashing my teeth when perplexed. Vir- ginia Sefarian to Anna Mazey, my attractive brown eyes that make teachers overlook my punk reci- tations. Vincent Kadi to Thomas Dickson, my swimming feet and white teeth. Stanley Boris to Albert Gid- dens, my high ranking position in the Swiss Navy, the pay is not money, but glory and fame. Clara Guerriero to Lucille Avery, my rosy cheeks and brown eyes. Harold Budnik to Steve Kish, my position as official janitor of the senior boys' locker room. Pasqualina Sorice and Suzanne Zorvan to Eolabelle Rodenburg, our quietness in study halls. Melville Durbon to Leo Haeflin, my ambassador-like bearing. Robert Hicks to Paul Kish, my secrets in wooing the fairer sex. Helen Nagy and Evelyn Salacy to Mary Hordeychik, our revised method of doing history units. Russell Honeycutt to Forrest Depew, my position as official bouncer of the Senior Class, traveling .:., i n c ognito. Emma Csircsu and Irene Mil-- ler to Gertrude Kowalski, our aid in prepar- ing for senior play. Helen Os- borne to Ida Swazlia,n, my 1111011131 xioioimiioioiuiuioi We, the departing seniors, upon due notice to evacuate on or be- fore June 17, 1931, knowing that the January class of 1932 will do their utmost in upholding the honor and dignity befitting South- western, do leave them our most dear possessions as a beacon to- ward which we have striven. and may we say-have attained. worn out roller skates. Vernon ' Hopkins to Carl Fiordelis, my boldness with girls. ucv, F011fxi:nininioioinizsioiaiiuioi Mary Miller and Anna Csonka to Kathryn Simon, our domesticated look. Goldie Hollos and Goldie Trimai, to Erma Sabo, our glittering name oi'

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Twelve B's Receive Far-Famed Heirlooms from Senior Wits Holtzhouse and Marie McDaniels, to Dolores Dahl- man, the songs our mothers taught us to sing, Thelma Andreas and Thelma Hood, the uncommon name we have in common, to Thelma Elliot. We hereby will an.d bequeath, as follows: I, Robert McGee, my position as editor of the Daily Slur, to Eugene Vesely-he sold out the entire publication before it was issued, Vera Chase, my old can of Dutch Cleanser- it chases dirt - to Mild- red Chase, Nelson Stay to Robert Price, the ability to make Mr. Seaver admit that 2 plus 2 equals 4, Mary Meye1', the ability to collect money from the girls, to Elva Johnson, Shirley Perry to Lois Baum- gardner, my famous gum cracking scene, Helen Vasilauski to Pierrno Pressotto, the sparkle of my jewelry, Mario Benedetti, my much borrowed finger nail file, to Norman Baetz the borrows so often that I might as well give it to himl, Lorrene Kieler to Violet Newman, my shoe-button earrings, Steve Lukas, my ability to look like a darling cherub in the front row of the orchestra, to Walter Missel, Marie Hale to Leona Kreger, my extra avoirdupois , Nick Macunovich, the twinkle in my eyes, to John Burgess, Melicent Nagle to Ella Benko, my thought- less moments. I We, the following, do hereby will and bequeath as follows: I, Harry Bagozzi, to Cadman Prout my so-called hair cuts , we, Goldie Molnar and Mar- garet Molnar, to the constantly fearful, the surplus supply of gooseflesh that we get while listening to mystery stories, I, Karl Radmacher, my deep in- sight into geometric principles, to Peter Kamarosky, I, Valentine Gallovich, to Leo Hoefiin, my ability to maintain that well dressed man-about-town appear- ance, we, Pearl Rakay and Margaret Sebes, our frequent lunch period squabbles to Mildred Jack- sey, I, Dan Barnabo, my pet monicker of Slug to Gordon Garner-use it to the utmost, we, Elfrieda Rotter and Eleanore Novak, our striking resem- blance to one another, to Gertrude Kerr, I, Hazen Hunt, my love for cherry pie, to Alvin Reinhardt, we, Agnes Nauseda and Josephine Svitkovich, our ability to debate in civics class, to Louise Ferguson, Frank Machercyzk to Bernard Win.ters, my Russian forehead. We hereby will and bequeath as follows: We, Lillian Kowitz and Lucille Kubitzsky to Mary Boris, our webbed feet, which have served us so faithfully on the swimming team, I, Stephen Massey, my musical feet, two flats, to Harvey Shimmel, we, Esther Ligmal and Mildred Ligmal, our family re- lationship, to Margaret Barkai, I, Louis Tyrna, my desire to teach all the good looking girls of South- western how to play the uke, to George Weiss, we, Elizabeth Kish and Dorothy Michniak, our 100 per cent history recitations, to Mae Thompson, I, James Page Twenty Kaman, the down on my chin and cheeks to Jacl-: Ruhlmang l, Irene Ravas, to Fay Woodford, my school of miniature tarzans, I, John Wanick, my restless manner when in the presence of the fair sex, to Zoltan Vincent, we, Virginia Reckling and Melena Brule, our spare chicken-feed to Dorothy Ruhlman, I, Ford Riopelle, my desire to know what happened when the lights went out, to Keghorn Kevorkian. We, Eleanore Damrow and Marjorie Benn. our senior dignity, to Lois Walter, I, Edward Narcissian, my soup strainer, to Stephen Steiner. I, Tas- well Cleveland, known to many as Comus, do here- by will and bequeath those holes in the side of my face known as dimples, to Alex Koteles, I, Steve Chaszar, my position as the male stenographerf' to Willard W. Wixson, I, Frank Pearson, my ability to grow a Whole set of whiskers overnight, to lVlr. Dolan, Stanley Bitely, my belief in Communism, to Elmer Lane and Archie Riviera tfifty-fifty on everything the other fellow hasj , I, Jack Evert, the air of perplexity that l have about me, to the entire 12-B class, I, James Matyi, do hereby will and be- queath the footprints upon the sands of time, as a warning to all who put things off until tomorrow, to all who think they should claim them, I, Ken- neth Recore, to any other luckless individual, the ability to do the wrong thing at the wrong time, 1, Ross Holland, do hereby will and bequeath to the entire R. O. T. C. staff, my position as terror to the rookies of Southwestern, I, Alex Vida, the exasper- ating effect my .sound logic has upon those who dare argue with me, to Bernis Bryan, I, N orman. Brown, to Orville Preiss, my bale of corn silk Qwatch out for the cowsj , I, Jack Hare, my ability to live and learn without learning, to Mr. Miller, I, Gerard Hebert, the collection I started for a nickel plated gavel for the future presidents of the senior classes, I, William Icenhower, my fatal charm for women, to any other handsome brute. E Signed and sealed in the presence of the class of fr-5 June 1931 CS1gnedj Mlllffhf Na e James Matyx Class Lawyers W: tnesses Grace G Goodrzch . . gl 13 Leslie vv. Mizzeff