St Joseph High School - Arrow Yearbook (Detroit, MI)

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Arrow, and now occupying the same position on the Saturday Eweaziizg Post. We three lived our school days over again in the all too short hour I spent with them. Then having settled my business I left the next day for Ann Arbor, where I corn- pleted my work within a very short time. My business over I was free to enjoy my extended vacation, so accordingly I began my round of visits. My first was to the University of Michigan, for I had learned that Ervin Andres was the coach of their Miracle Team. This was no surprise to me for Putz had been a star player whilst at St. joe's. VVhen I called on him he had his men on the gridiron, so I watched the proceedings and when they were over I met him in the Gym. After exchanging greetings we decided to run down to Detroit. We left that evening by air-taxi. It chanced that the pilot overheard part of our conversation and turning round we immediately recognized our old friend 'VViebels.', This chance meeting so excited him that he forgot about his machine, until he heard a voice calling: Hey there! What are you trying to do? Illl have to arrest you for reckless driving. Saying this the traffic cop of the air passed VViebels a summons. The next day we went with him to the court, and who should the judge be but our old friend Paul Henrichs. QI learned too, that Thaddeus Spikosky was a judge in New York State.j Needless to say nothing came of the case and what is more the traffic officer who made the arrest happened to be our old friend f'Bert Beaubien, who was all apologies when he recognized us. The following day being Sunday we all agreed to meet at noon and dine together. Coach Andres and myself put up at the Statler for the night. The next morning we journeyed over to St. joseph's church for mass. The priest, who delivered a wonderful sermon on Catholic Education, a man recognized as an orator in the Middle West, was none other than Raymond A. Smith of the class of 1922. Immediately after mass we had a few minutes chat with him and invited him to join us and the rest of the boys at the Statler at 12. I-Ie said he would. Twelve o'clock came and with it the finest menu that I ever saw served. The Statler is noted for its fine menus. It has the name of being the best hotel for banquets, stags, special parties and the like. We soon found out the reason, for on picking up the menu card after we had been seated, we read: This menu has been prepared by Felix A. Kummer, the famous banquet expert. Learning that Felix as well as Alois Einheuser, the Statler's famous steward were on the premises we sent for them inviting them to join their old class mates. This they did and we sure did spend a pleasant hour in the dining room. Felix certainly has the gift of the gab today just as he had it when he went to school. That afternoon marked the opening of the World's Series between the Tygers and the New York Giants so we decided to take in the first game. Immediately after dinncvr we boarded a Navin Feld Aero Special and in no time we were seated in the Wonder Stadium of the VVorld. We were part of the 100,000 fans seated in that immense arena. Detroit had grown and was now a city of 5,000,000 The game was nip and tuck up to the ninth, not a Giant had reached first, the Tyger pitcher was going strong. The first two men up fanned, the shortstop came in and spoke to the pitcher, then resumed his position. The third man came to bat determined to do or die. VVith two strikes on him he swung at the third ball pitched, met it squarely and away it sailed, to the right of the shortstop, but the latter had started with the crack of the bat, and was just in time to pull it down, thus giving the pitcher a no-run, no-hit, no-man-reached-first base game. The stands went wild, the names of Springer, the pitcher and Berthiaume were on the lips of all. Not till their names had been called did we recognize them. Immediately after the game we called at the office and congratulated our class mates. VVe had been talking to them but a moment or two, when a gentleman entered to offer them his congratulations. I-Iis face looked familiar, but for the Page T11 irt jr-treo

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Zin F112 Qnrnnrnpr Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, February 2, 1942. DEAR BROTHER JOSEPHI VVhile traveling through Buenos Aires sometime ago, I came across a Chris- tian Brothers' school. Desiring to know something of your whereabouts I called on the Brother Director and explained the object of my mission to him. At first he did not know the Brother Joseph I asked for, but after I told him the one I was seeking was very tall QFD he immediately recalled you. From him I learned of your wonderful success and what is more I was pleased to hear that you are now head of the New Manhattan College in New York City-that famous city. Now after I have explained to you my reasons for being down here in South America, I will narrate how I met or heard of all the members of the 1922 class, who graduated from that grand educational institution, St. Joseplfs High School, Detroit, Mich. No doubt you are somewhat surprised to hear that I am down here in the land of the tropical sun. Well, after graduating from St.. Joe's, I secured a posi- tion with a wholesale coffee house that dealt with South American countries. My Spanish came in very handy, for I was connected with the South American department. After two years of satisfactory work in this department I was offered the management of our distributing house here in Rio de Janeiro. I gladly accepted the advancement as it offered me an opportunity to get out and see some of the world. I left the states September 14, 1924, and from that day until Sep- tember of last year I heard practically nothing from the States and especially from Detroit. Now, to get back to my visit to the school in Buenos Aires. As I was talking to Brother Director, another Brother happened into the office. He was introduced to me as a Brother Agnon. After a moment or two I recognized in him my former classmate-VVilliam Bossenberger, who was wearing the humble habit of the Brothers of the Christian Schools. We then fell to talking about old times. VVe each then told the other our experiences since leaving the hallowed walls of our Alma Mater. Immediately after my visit to the Brothers I resolved then and there to take a trip back to dear old Detroit, in order to meet the boys again. My application for an extended vacation was granted and so on September 13 last year I left South America for the States, with Detroit as my ultimate destination. But before reaching the Aero Line City I planned to visit Philadelphia and Ann Arbor on some very important business for our concern. I set out on the North American Aero Line and soon landed in the City of Brotherly Love. I registered at the VVilliam Penn and whilst sitting in the lobby of that hotel, I chanced to pick up the Saturday Ewmzting Past. Glancing through its pages I came across an article written by the editor entitled: VVhat the Chris- tian Brothers, a Catholic teaching organization, has done for America during the past century. I wondered how such an article could find its way into a paper like the Post, until I saw the name of Raymond Sheahan, our editor-in-chief ot' the Arrow during those famous days, with the words editor-in-chief, after it. I resolved to call upon him and congratulate him on his fine article. Arriving at his office I was immediately ushered into his presence. Congrat- ulating him on the article, Ray said that he had written nothing but what was true. After a few minutes of conversation the business manager of the Past came. Say Ray-VVhy, hello Rad, what are you doing here? VVhere have you been all these years P VVho was it, but Francis X. Kraft, former business manager of the Page Tflllffj'-0116

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time being we couldn't place him. On being introduced to him we immediately recognized him, even though he had become much thinner, it was none other than our old friend, Joe Reuter, now the famous Flesh reducing physician of the United States. Joe invited us for a spin in his car. We accepted and were surprised to see the wonderful improvements that had taken place in the city. Joe's car is a wonder, a new make, a land and air combination, that is creating quite a sensation in the West and will before long cause a wonderful change in the automotive world. We asked Joe the make of this machine and he informed us that it was a Le-Fevre,', put out by the LeFevre Corporation and namied after its president and producer, VVilfrid LeFevre a class mate of ours. After Joe had given us the benefit of this Aero-Motor car we resolved to purchase one, so he accordingly drove us to the distributing agency of this car-the George J. Rapp Distributing Companyfy Entering the salesroom, we were greeted by George J. himself, who immediately recognized us. George started to explain the merits of the machine, but we cut him off by requesting him to bring forth the order blanks, which we immediately signed, thus closing the deal. George J. informed us that we would have to wait a month before delivery could be made. unless we could see LeFevre and have him rush the order through. Deciding to do this, we left for the factory and were soon seated in the pala- tial office of President LeFevre, Will greeted us most cordially and after explaining to him the object of our mission, he took us to the shipping depart- ment and told us that we could drive our own car away with us when we were leaving. Returning to the ofhce we took out our check books to pay for the cars, but VVill ordered us to put them away and accept the cars with his compliments. Immediately after leaving the LeFevre Corporation we journeyed out to Grosse Pointe, to the Gauthier Ice-Boat Company. We dropped inn on Clayton and congratulated him on winning the title of 'flce-Boat King the previous winter. Clayton showed us his machines and explained to us his invention for preventing ice-water baths, he stated that he had had enough of them during his school days and that as a consequence he had set to work to invent a machine that would prevent this. He has succeeded admirably well and intends to put his machine on the market before very long. Our next stop was Chicago, where we went Lo take in the championship chess match, between our little school day wonder, Bernard J. Compliment and Jose Capablance, of Cuba. Bernard carried off the championship and received the congratulations of his class mates at a banquet held in his honor at the Blackstone Hotel. Un our return to Detroit after a few days, we landed on the roof of the New Century Building and noticed the sign on the top of this 100-story Wonder of the VVorld -Selter Construction Company, Detroit, Mich. lVe immediately called Elmer from our machine by radiophone, and told him that we were on the top of his building. A moment or two afterwards an aero-motor car shot out into space from the eightieth story exit and was soon mounting to the roof. After a brief conversation on top of the tallest building in the world we left for the Statler. Here we were joined by Joseph Schulte and Clarence Robinett who had left the cares and worries of their law business back in New York City, in order to spend a few days with their old school chums. Soon the time come for us to depart, but before doing so we held a Class Reunion in the dining room of the Statler at which we resolved to meet in the same place five years hence, when we hope and expect to have you with us. On January 25 I returned to South America, where I am now busily engaged in looking after our interests here. However, I do not intend to stay here much longer, as I am longing for dear Old Detroit, but especially for my class mates of 1918-1922. Trusting to hear from you, I am Your sincere pupil, ELMER O. RADEMACHER, '22 Page Tl1irty-fllrce