St Ignatius High School - Ignatius Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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IGNATIUS PREP f' e A4 4 'g L w i . lllllllllllll Drawing by Jos. M. YValczak, YZ! ' I PROLOGUE Backzt'urd, turn baclfward, 0 Time in your fiighi! ' Make me tt child again, jus! for tonight. Our happy days at St. Ignatius are gone but not forgotten. I say Hhappy days because for the most part they were days of happiness, although we also had a goodly sharesof days ,of tears, days of downheartedness, days of Worry. A little less than four years ago, the majority of us first cast eyes on our Alma Mater and -walked around the building filled with awe and thrilled with expcctationy Time flew by and we found ourselves moving into the second year classrooms. About this time we began to re- alize that the world was a trifle larger than we had estimated it to be. It no longer merely consisted of parents, teachers, classmates and ourselves. VW now wore shirts with detach- able collars instead of 'fwaistsf' Still Father Time was always a jump ahead of us. VVe suddenly realized that we had passed the half-way mark of high school and were wise Juniors. XVe now found out that there was another class of people in the world outside of men, women and boys-GIRLs. And for hm' we no longer bit our linger nails, used Staeomb continually, borrowed a little of Sis- t'er's Eau de Quinine now and then and came to the end of our rope by spending fifteen cents a day for a little package labeled' 'tCamcly' and five cents for a package of Sen Sen for-well. 2 LA55 EHEEY I s iitwlllilind. IMI? Vila? gentle reader, I guess you know. Some of us worked the sunnner intervening and saw the world through an office window. VVe found ourselves in our Senior Year. XVere we conceited? I suppose so. We didn't take books home any more and consequently had to dodge the Prefeet morning and night. Somehow we were enlightened by heaven and survived the exams. Oh, yes! I almost forgot. How proudly we displayed our class rings to the ttShebas. CAnd quite a few of us gave them away.j Then we paid 'ffive bucksn for our 'fsheep-skinsu which were handed to us on graduation night. And after that night-we drifted far and wide. There comes a tear to my eye when I say: HVVe drifted far and widef' VVould that the Fates had been kind enough to keep us together, but-e 19- After a hard day's work at my business, I sank wearily into my bed to snatch a few hours of needed sleep. Before I fell into deep slum- ber I wondered what my old classmates of '24 were doing and breathed a wish that I might see how they fared in the world. But I was tired, physically and mentally. My eyelids grew heavier and heavier. I sank- I felt a light touch on my forehead, a touch like the warm breeze of a quiet summer night, which, nevertheless, awakened me. I slowly sat upright in bed and blinked my eyes. I was 25

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IGNATIUS PREP At Parting By Myron Burrill '24 Farewell, Alma Mater! Thy loving sons bid sad adieu As they depart to meet the new Mysterious novelties of life, With all the peril and the strife That greet an inexperienced youth As forth he ventures. But forsooth, Thy words of wisdom shall abide With us as strength when we are tried. For in thy hallowed halls we've learned That when our weary hearts have yearned Success and in its stead defeat In all our fondest hopes we meet, Then might success be hundredfold. P For our defeat, so we are told, May serve as well as victory To shake the soul and thus set free The glory of it. For the grief In having failed, brings but relief So much the sweeter when our fate A better fortune shall dictate. Nor can we taste of vietoryis gloss As fully when we've had no loss, Nor had with our prosperity A bit of Fate's adversity. Perhaps we need this bitter drop Within Life 's too alluring cup. Indeed, with each sweet scented rose A stem with thorny thistles grows! Since pain is th' open door to bliss A real blessing, then, isthis. For know, ifgFortuD6 Dlayithw fH!S0, Whom now shefsinks, she now exalts! Life out of Death,', is heaven's law, From which we can sweet comfort draw. From storms that sweep the human soul, Comes forth the calm of self-control. Maturer Manhood is at hand, More serious thought shall it demand. For cold and calculating cares Must never meet us unawares. Nor must a cross from heaven sent, Breed in our hearts a discontent, But when there's work that must be done, With all our strength let us press on , l l To mount the seeming obstacle Of glorious triumph over work, NVhieh we in duty would not shirk. Faint not! for-to the steadfast soul VVho struggling on can reach the goal And win the prize and wear the crown, Come lasting honor and renown! Nor pause to dream of future things ,klSut deal with what the present brings, As waves make toward the pebbled shore Each minute, as the one before, In sequence hastens to its end. Shall we with Timc's swift pace contend? Or shall we let the hours drift by NVithout a thought? without a sigh? VVait not until tomorrow 's sun To do the work that should be done. Employ time well while yet you may, Too soon does night succeed the day, And always bear this well in mind: The watermill will never grind Again with water that is past. This proverb with its meaning vast Each one should take within his heart And never with its warning part! This is the lesson thou has taught- That all our actions may be wrought VVith learned wisdom, shrewd and sage, That only comes with ripened age. And so from out thy guarding wing, XVith firm, determined tread we swing Into the waiting world 's embrace, And also join the eternal race Of man against his fellow man. But as in later days we scan The years gone by, we 'll love to gaze VVith joy on scenes of early days. A backward glance to thee we'll throw Of fond affection, just to show That this attachment to the school IVherein we first learned life's strict rule Maintains its hold with such a sway We 'll feel it at our latest day, ' E'en when we've reached the final stage Of this our mortal. pilgrimage.

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IGNATIUS PREP somewliat bli11ded by the bright sunlight stream- Illg through a hall'-opened wi11dow of 111y room. XYhen 111y eyes beeznne ZICCIISIOIIICLI to Illt' i11- tense brightness I saw to 111y complete surprise, a mere slip ol' a girl standing at my bedside. 'tllellol Say, l1ow did you get in? l ques- tio11ed after I lliltl hastily dropped flat on the bed illltl pIIlled the covers over 111y head. I opened your wi11dow. l 11111 one ol' tl1e tlood Wish Fairies. My queen heard you wisl1 tl1at you might see your Old 1-lasslnates. Her Illilglt' earpet is going to earry you tar and wide until you see every one. I have IJOCN seI1t to ZICCOIIIIJZLIIY you 21 little of the wayfl In Zlll instant, l.l'tJl1l Illf' warni. eozy bed o11 tl1e VVest Side of lllllt'2lQ'0, l was in lllltl-illl', lianging tlll to lllll earpet l'or dear lite. 'tYou will be able to reeognize all ol' your t'l2lSSlll2llt'S. l'lYOl'j'llllllQ tl1ey are doing at tl1e ti111e that you see them will be made clear to you, bIIt you will see tl1e111 witl1 fairy eyes and IIOI with your own, because tl1ey have aged Zllltl ehanged. ,Xnd you rannot be seen by human eyes. But l'ClH0lIllWl' this---the moment you utter il single word l'l'tbIll 11ow o11 until the time you are returned safely to your bed, yo11 will be hurled to tl1e earth below. Ito you under- stand '? l noded lAl'tilIl :heer tear to believe. I l'elt tl1e heat waves of the 'l'exz1n sands be- low me. Slowly winding its way in Qllltl out ol' trattir, down the main street ol' San Antonio I saw El tuneral proeession. A silver sign Oil the hearse bore these letters: J.x3I11s A. Cixssmv. And sitting beside tl1e driver ol' the hearse was JIM CASSIIDY, a man who still is i11 ttTip Top l'OI'1ll. A l'ew miles from San Antonio. o11 the Ameri- ean side ol' tl1e Rio tlrande river, I was carried near a lb2ll'l 0l ol' Texas Rangers. In Ctlllllllillld was Capt. JOE llolziliuo, followed by Pvts. LI FUND and l,.x3IIs. Behind llltx detaehment eame lat-ge1111101110b1Io witl1 an Aineriean float- ing proudly over Illll radiator. I11 the back seat was lin KELLY, newly appointed ambassador to hlexieo. JOHN DI'I-'FI-tv was driving the ear. 226 Far down into the heart of Mexico I was taken. Standing in the doorway of a sl1op with a myriad of so111breros inside a11d out, BILL COLOIIAN greeted his customers with a cherry: Como esta lid? Away North in Arizona two men were is Drawing by Jos. M. hV2lll'Z2lk7 ,211 'feounting tiesl' on the Southern Pac-itte. They were TONY KUNIQA and l1is pal, CAs11II11 Kms- NIENVSKI. I11 Los Angeles I eneountered ANDY JASIN- SKI, owner of a Kosher meat market, JOHN KEIXTING, an advertising p1'omOter, RAY KIL- BRIDE, M. D., a11d filling his prescriptions, XIINC IQERRIGAN. On a ferryboat plying between lios Angeles and Catalina Island I saw VVAIITEIQ A. JOHN- SON, chief engineer of the vessel. This was the day of an exhibition game be- tween the Chicago Cubs and the Los Angeles Hubs. JACK XVALL was calling balls and strikes. Ill the uniform of the Cubs I recognized Piteher