St Marys High School - Tower Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

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1. ' 1- ff 7 ff J ,, , Q 1 , IVIIAMI BEACH, FLORIDA July 21, 1942 MR. CHARLES RIELACE, ELKINS, W. VA. Dear Charlie: My vacation brought me to Miami this year, and I am surely glad I selected this place. My day is quite different from the usual routine I have as President of a manufacturing plant. I certainly enjoy being away from meetings and ,con- ferences. Everyone seems to have forgotten business, and all do nothing but rest and have a good time. Can you imagine whom I met to-day while walking on the beach? I felt a slap on my shoulder and turned. I could scarcely believe my eyes. There Was Gene Vorwoldt. He is an electrical engineer and is investigating some Of the work done ten years ago at Ormond Beach. You know that place has developed more rapidly than any other section of Florida. Gene still lives in Cincinnati-Indian Hill. He is very proud of Eugene Jr. who is, of course, doing excellent work at St. lWary's. He sends his regards and promises to Call some time upon the genial Doctor Rielage. fThat is, if he can ever find Elkins, W. Va.D. I intend to stop in Cincinnati on my way home and shall spend a day or two with Leonard Doepker, who has taken over his father's interest in the Hrm of Doepker and Worth, Interior Decorators. I suppose his home will bear evidence of his profession and I am anxious to see it. Be sure to write me as I am always more than pleased when the postman brings me something from Bud. Yours, EO 'EP 3938 AULT PARK ROAD, HYDE PARK, CINCINNATI, OHIO February 21, 1942. LAWRENCE W. SELZ ER Mrss BARBARA MARTIN, FORD HOSPITAL, DETROIT, MICHIGAN. Dear Barbara: . Don't. faint. I feared you might when you saw a letter from me. Well, it is to tell you, not of a class reunion, no--of a larger assembly than that. I know its bad form to talk of onels own interest, but I simply can't explain myself unless I do, so forgive me for this once. The Catholic Medical Mission Board has inaugurated a crusade for volunteers among the Catholic nurses of America. The Board purposes sending to the far East and to Africa fifteen hundred nurses during the next three years. The qualifications are good health, graduation from an A grade hospital, age limit of 35. I have been asked to Write all graduates of the Good Samaritan Hospital, classes 1928-1933, and you may be sure I am proud to say that the class Of 1931 boasts of four of my high school friends, you, lwary Dempsey, Ann Gruber and Melva. Of course lWelva's home and children are her first duty but you surely will not let the Ford Hospital stand between you and the Medical lVIission Board. You remember what Father Sawkins said about the fourth vocation. Well here it is. 9' 7 ' ,, Page Seventy-seven

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K K 6 9 Q9 .5 'G f-C I am enclosing a clipping from the Rerord of Chicago. Betty Stratman sent it to me. She lives in River Forest, you know. Her husband is advertising manager of the Marshall Field Corporation. V The contract for the new highway to Illundelein has been awarded to the Tristano Construction Company of Cincinnati. The road will be ready for traffic in 1944. Do you know-Catherine Mforan sang before some 'real artists at Leipsig last month? She is as interested in music today as she was fifteen years ago, in spite of all we told her about getting tired of it. It is difficult for a girl like you, in an executive position, and for a simple little housewife like me, to follow Kate's aspirations, but we can, and I am sure we do, wish and pray for her success. Try to get home for a week or two at Christmas. You must make anew the acquaintance of little Ruth. She is surely an unusual child. lXIuch love from all. X Your friend, - CATHEIUNE SCHUBELER PAWNELL. 25 BESUDEN COURT NEW YORK CITY, N. Y. Dear Walt: Familiarity breeds contempt, that's why I think so much of you. How-- ever, you can assure yourself that your occasional communications are always most welcome. . I am glad to know that John lwullen has been elected to the board of directors of the Chamber of Commerceg it seems but a few weeks ago that we were students at St. Mary's. I should have answered your letter some time ago, but for the last few weeks Ive been busy entertaining out-of-town boys who were here at the Lambs Club Convention. I was more pleased than surprised to meet Allen Walsh at the Con- vention. We dined together several times during his short stay here. He hasn't changed at all, just the same old Allen. He told me all about Cincinnati and spoke much of the new Railroad Terminal back home, of which he is the archi- tect. It is nearing completion, and Allen says it ranks with the terminal in this city, and is far superior to the one in Washington, D. C. One of the old boys who isn't interested in art except as a bystander met Allen in the Pennsylvania Station. Allen brought him up to my place and I assure you I was glad to see John lworan. You remember he married a Miss Rowland, only daughter of B. J. Rowland, founder and practically owner of the Rowland Chocolate -Co. hir. Rowland died last month, and John is bringing his family here and will take over the business in his wife's interest. He should be a success. Chocolates were one of his strong points, even in his youth. Although 'I've been away from my studio for four days, I feel younger for the change and for the chance to see the old boys. Write soon and tell me of your apple farm in Yakima. Everytime I see a good looking apple it spells Corcoran. . Sincerely, RAY C. KALLAHER. ' 2 ' I XQ JQCNXWAX' Page Seventy-six

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'g K 'K' A A ,Q 'Q v ,f -f ff u I have sent in my application but I know .I shall not be the only St. lVIary's girl to do so. I can't wait to receive word that you too will go. Please write soon. I am more than enthusiastic. It brings back the davs of the C. S. M. C. ,We are women now, and should do more than we did then: Please do it quickly, I'm anxious. . Lovingly yours, Lon ETTA M CCLEARY EDGE? KANAI, HAWAIIAN Is. july 14, 1942. MR. LoUIs KAMP, DELCO LIGHT Co., DAYTON, OHIO. Dear Louis: Are you too busy with Frigidaires to read a word or two from an old friend? A little incident which occurred on Friday last, brought the old crowd and the old days forcibly to my mind. I'll tell you of it. 'Twas a hot, sultry night, extremely hot even for this island, and as I lay, swinging to and fro in the hammock, the sighing of a half hearted breeze in the towering palms seemed to awaken almost forgotton memories of a distant past. I tried to think of a present interest, but dismissing these thoughts from my mind was no easy task. However, it would never do to become sentimental, especially when thousands of miles from home. Slowly rising to my feet, I began walking toward the Government radio relay station, a little building that is used as a sort of a club-room by the few white residents of the isle. I had barely seated myself comfortably when the chief operator asked: From whom do you wish to hear tonight? Subconsciously I answered, I-Iome . He asked several questions regarding its location, to which I replied in weak, disinterested monosyllables. ' Following this one-sided conversation, the operator fixed his attention upon the apparatus before him. The room was filled with crackling and squeaking and the numerous noises to be heard at any radio station. I was peacefully dozing when suddenly I jerked to an upright position. Were my ears deceiving me? Was I awake? I must be, for clearly, if somewhat weak, there came through the loud-speaker, This is station S. III. H., the broadcasting station of the Emmerling Radio Corporation, located in St. lVIary's High School, Hyde Park, Cincinnati, Ohio. Wasn't that a jolt? The uncertain radio, and the rather slow mail aren't the only things that bind me to Ohio. It sounds sentimental to say my heart is there, but it is. I'm the only one of our class keeping bachelor hall. Of course if it hadn't been for my poor health I should have realized my fondest hope of becoming a priest, in- stead of operating a seismograph for studying volcanic disturbances in Kanai Island. However I am resigned, and perhaps its better to be away from all the familiar places, but it isn't easy. Write when you can to a place where letters are scarce. Sincerely, Joe CAPPEL. v pf 2- J' ur 1,4 w.9'.ffQJx. Page Seventy-eight