St Josephs Academy - Twin Towers Yearbook (Collegeville, IN)

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Rudolph Kapitan Michael Kram James McKay Hubert Miller Page thirty-four William Miller Harold Pluth Joseph Martin Bernard Meiring Richard Mickley

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ROBERT HEMMELGARN RUDOLPH KAPITAN The jolliest member of the class hails from the wilderness of Cranberry Prairie, Ohio. “Fat” has always been known as the first to begin laughing at a joke and the last to quit. In some of his serious moments, Bob has gained quite a reputation as a speedy south-paw pitcher, a dangerous guard in bas¬ ketball, and a competent salvager of old shoes. Slanderous rumors of Palestinian tendencies are vig¬ orously denied, and Pepsi-Cola splurges (two cents more than cream-soda) are often cited as proofs. But one thing cannot be denied: The gang wouldn’t be the gang without “Fat” and his hearty laugh. JOSEPH HERBER Do you want to know who poured that cup of water down your back, or where your history book was at two minutes till eight? Don’t blame Wilbur; blame Joe Herber. This young Hoosier is a very dangerous character when it comes to practical jokes. “Hands” is a very, very important part of the class, well liked in spite of evei-ything, and on either end of almost any joke, sometimes on both ends because many of his own backfire. But if everybody worked as hard as Joe does this education business would be a cinch. Amen. DONALD ISENBARGER Anyone who saw Don the first day at Brunnerdale was convinced that the wind did not blow him in. This two hundred and ten pound iceberg floated in with the dawn of a new era that promised plenty of fun and laughter for the older fellows. Despite “Pulley’s” wailing protests that he will surely flunk each test, he usually passes them with flying colors. Did someone say, “Rumors are flying?” For a hobby “Pulley” is interested in broadcasting, and he has his own broad¬ casting station. As one would expect, “Pulley’s” spirit of friendliness and generosity is equal to his bulk. “Oh yeah!” Yeah, that’s Rudy Kapitan. Just pulled in this year from Whiting, hail and hearty, ready to trade punches with you whenever you think you are ready. Challenge him to a game of pool and see what happens. Before you get your stick chalked he has the table cleared and the cue-ball, after suffering terrific punishment from his un-erring stick, has fled in des¬ peration to the far end of the club-room. After all pool games Rudy is off to the “J” to enjoy his coke, the pause that refreshes his energy and helps him to be the vigorous, good natured guy that he is. MICHAEL KRAM A whistle, a loud “tch, tch,” and into our midst landed Michael Kram. Immediately began the great collection; tools, trinkets, paper files, anything at all. “Titus” soon became serious and delved into the deeper studies, starting with trigonometry and ending with psychology. He rapidly rose to fame as the genius and inventor of the class—turning out such inventions as playerless pipe organs to currentless cyclotrons. Helpfullness is a quality most outstanding in our “Einstein.” If you ever need something, you can trust that Mike will have it for you—and in all sizes too! JAMES McKAY Begorra, if there isn’t another Irishman in our class. This son of Erin also belongs to that “Pitts¬ burgh Crowd” which invaded Brunnerdale five strong on September 14, 1943. “Red’s” mighty stylus has just earned for him the title of “Artist of the Class.” Everyone winches when he takes his pencil in hand and starts a new cartoon. His smile is contagious and every group in which he stands just naturally seems to be a happy crowd. An all around swell fellow, Jim has ever carried his fine personality into the sports field, and win or lose, “Red” is always known to give his best. JOSEPH MARTIN Joe came to our class with football as his main sport. It remains his favorite. Always high in his grades , he has a ready command of English in speak¬ ing, writing, and acting. With a fine crop of Irish on his head he does no injustice to his ancesters. But, Joe, that waistline! Why, you’d make Galento blush. Joe has all the makings of a good leader, and ought to be able to get his name in some other newspapers besides those in Pittsburgh. Joe is always in a “Good Mood” and is usually able to put other fellows in one, too, with his Irish blarney. Page thirty-three

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BERNARD MEIRING Some Latin scholars imitate Virgil, others prefer Cicero, still others appreciate Caesar, but “Benny” just says, “De gustibus,” and keeps right on using his own brand of Latin, as fi ' ee as the birds of spring. Do not think, however, that our squeaky little Latin scholar is a sedate, reserved, punctilious young man. His most affectionate means of showing friendship is to sneak up behind you, muss up your hair, and then carry on conversation as though nothing had happened. And whoever wrote that proverb about a friend in need being a friend indeed must have been talking about “Benny.” RICHARD MICKLEY “Shadrack” has been accused of being a bit of a Communist because of his belief in the five year plan for high school education. Aside from that, however, he is a good Christian, even somewhat of an aestheti- cian ? He can frequently be found in a “trance” of one kind or the other. An avid reader of Chesterton, “Shad” is very interested in things literary and seems to be a promising writer, provided that acrobatics do not claim too much of his attention. You should see that boy on the chinning bars. One has to be very good around him or a sermon will surely follow. The sermons are always enjoyed. HUBERT MILLER Ever the first to hail the incoming sport of the season, this energetic son of the plains of Kansas has always been the sparkplug of his class in all sports activities. But we have also learned to respect “Chief” as an exemplary student, and no one who recalls our victory in the “Baby Puma” game would deny Hubert’s superb powers as an organizer and coach. We all readily forgive “Chief” for always bor¬ rowing our clothes, because the life he has instilled into the class easily compensates for all those prac¬ tical jokes. WILLIAM MILLER In addition to all the time he spends persuing his Latin studies and his sports activities, “Willie” finds spare moments to develop his Thespian abilities in the imitation of different characters, with particular emphasis on Donald Duck. Although we had to force laughs for Willie’s jokes, we by no means had to force ourselves to help consume the contents of his packages from home, especially when they contained those delicious filled-in cookies his Mom makes so well. Willie’s famous locker row feeds will never be forgotten. HAROLD PLUTH A further proof that our class has everything is Harold Pluth—a two-gun rambler from the “Bad¬ lands”. Like the inhabitants of the Dakotas, Bad¬ lands is a happy-go-lucky fellow who lets nothing ever really disturb him. Pro ficient on the clarinet, he has given us many hours of amusement with his favorite vagabond songs. Used to the wide open spaces, “Lands” always feels cramped up when he has four wall around him. He jumps at the mention of hiking permission. We will always remember him for having enlivened many dull evenings with his merry wit and jovial personality. RONALD SCHIML The four year evolution of “Bow” has been an in¬ teresting one to watch; every year he grew longer and more slender till he looked like a fiddle bow—but that’s not the reason for his auxiliary appellation. The real reason is that he takes a special delight in fiddles. You can always count on “Bow” to back up your suggestions with his ever-ready “same here” or “me too.” A regular fellow all year ’round, Ron’s in¬ terests reach into almost every one of our activities at school, and we all find him an agreeable and com¬ plying friend. HERBERT SUTTER “Futtern” is one of the fastest men who has ever come to the campus of St. Joe. In his cross country flights over the surrounding terrain on hiking days, Herb always arrives at his destination hours ahead of the rest of the fellows. Smoking Kools and playing cards are two of his favorite pastimes. For more strenuous exercise he goes to the fieldhouse or to the pits with some of the fellows. He’s the first to arrive and the last to leave. Even though he is always on the run, he is never too busy to say “hi” to you. Page thirty-five