St Paul High School - Paulist Yearbook (Marion, IN)

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CLASS OFFICERS President .,..,AA..,,,........,,, ..,.,,,,,,,,..,,,,,,,,..,,...... l ack Lake Vice-President ,,,,S,...... .. Dan Greene Secretary-Treasurer ...., ., ,, Marianne Mott Class Patron Our Lady of Victory in Grrwiir- lack Lake Molly Mott Class Colors Fted and White Class Motto Be Bold, Be Brave, Be True Slllllllll IllVIlW Ill Jll lllll AlIlllfllllS ln early September, year 1943, sixteen so-called students, appropriately termed lolly luniorsu tripped qaily, or rather stumbled, into the inner Sanctum of the lunior Boom. After the election of officers, the class buckled down to meet a host of activities, the first of which was the annual lunior-Senior Weiner Roast, held at the home of Patricia Shildinyer. We were honored with the presence of Father McCarthy and Father Foley. One of the most eventful and profitable activities of the lunior year was the publishina of the school paper, the Spotlite. Each member of the class Worked hard to make the paper a success, and as a whole proved his ability to work toqether as a team. The next social affair on the calendar for the luniors was their annual Christmas party, which found Marianne Mott as hostess. The party was a qift exchange which made it all the more interesting and enjoyable. ln preparation for the lunior-Senior Banquet, the luniors assumed all extra-school ac' tivities at the beqinninq of the second semester. The first of these was the lunior lump, a dance held at the K. of C. Hall. We followed this up closely with a St. Patricks Day Candy Sale, Cue of the most memorable events of our lunior year was the receiving of our class rings. The class put the finishing touches on their Iunior year in the latter half of May with the lunior Senior Banquet. Father McCarthy and Father Foley spoke. Paul Sharon and lack Lake class presidents spoke for their respective classes. The luniors climaxed the year with the Prom immediately following the Banquet. lack Lake '45 Dan Greene '45

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llllll IIIASS After the concert, on my way to a restaurant, I purchased a paper from a corner news- stand. I waited until I was settled in a booth at the restaurant before I opened my paper. The headline, that almost caused me to spill the contents of my water glass, read: MARY SEWALL, NOTED SCIENTIST, DISCOVERS A SIMPLIFIED METHOD OF SOAP-MAKING. This headline recalled to mind the days we struggled through Biology Laboratory during our Senior Year of School. As I read on, I learned that she was made President of the Propter and Gramble Soap Company, one of the largest soap concerns of all times. The waitress finally came to take my order. When she handed me the menu, the pro- prietor's name gave me ample cause to sit up with a start for: the proprietor of this res- taurant was our illustrious former classmate, Paul Devitt. The waitress, after I explained, summoned him to my booth. He recognized me at once. For quite some time we dis- cussed the good old class of '44. When I left, I felt quite happy over the excellent meal at the expense of my host. The following week, I decided to take a plane back to Washington, where I was to await further instructions from President Sharon. As I boarded the plane, the Air Hostess turned out to be our small but mighty classmate, Mary Ann Hipskind. Through vigorous exercises, Mary Ann had managed to grow the other one-half inch required to make her eligible for this position. The President sent me to the Patent Office which was just across the street. Before I left he informed me that Pat Britt, who never had missed a day of school, was the newly elected Commissioner of Patents. Pat and I discussed the situation in question and soon had it well in hand. He informed me that his wife had insisted on being his private secre- tary, though he never could figure out iust why, After two months in Washington, I sailed for Europe. While on the boat, I unex- pectedly met Helen Pevas, our sympathetic classmate. We talked a good deal about old times. She informed me that she was professor of Languages at the University of Michi- gan. I always thought one tongue enough for a woman. fAre you dying?l Helen told me that Iames Wood was the admiral of the very ship we were on, so to- gether we proceeded toward his cabin. When I asked him just how he managed to follow such a career, he said that he had gained so much renown in World War II as a Sea- man l!C that he decided to take to the sea for his life work. How happy we were, when we realized that each member of our class of '44 was engaged in a position or career, successful and honorable. Cecilia Bir '44 Gwen Corby '44

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lack Lake Marianne Moti Dan Greene Helenann Glasser Edward Goff Patricia Shildmyer Rita Carter Donald Tinkle Greita Carter Pauline Orr lames Drummond Ann Mangia Rose Marie Morris Richard Harrigan Helen Milligan