Sturgis High School - Sturgensian Yearbook (Sturgis, MI)

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“Prologue ” Much time has passed since the good old days, Many have gone their separ¬ ate ivays; To learn of our alumni, let’s part the haze. And return for an instant to those happy days. McKean’s newly acquir¬ ed chain of “You Peek The¬ aters” is running the latest picture, “Leave Her to Nel¬ son”, starring the latest Hol¬ lywood “finds”, “Languid” Loomis and “Baby” Bunnell. This picture, photographed by feature photographer Freeland and directed by “Bustling” Benedict has starred on Broadway and the Bowery after its world premier in Sturgis. After the show, many persons stop at “Bell’s Bar”, where the elite meet. He has a fine array of waiters which includes “Bouncer” Morrisson, “Pretty-girl” Funk, “Slap-happy” Schuler, and “Clem” Bonnewell, who divides his time between this and perfecting billiards. Pretty Misses such as Blood, Blackney, Jor¬ dan, and Mead have opened “The False Face Beauty Emporium” located next to Bell’s Bar, and it is operating on a twenty-four hour schedule. On to the grand opera! We see many specta¬ tors including Madame Fox, Countess Hearld, and Duchess Seafert with their opera glasses, purchased at Beckwith’s “Better Eyes” optical salon. Looking around we see beautiful gowns draping the figures of Benham, “the body”, Long, “the lovely”, and Goss, “the gorgeous.” Switching our glasses down in front, we hear the orchestra tuning up. All of a sudden Doolittle and his red hot trumpet, “Ivlep- to” Kirby and his tympani, “Les Brown” Whipple with his sax, “88 keys” Linder, and Denniston with his golden trombone swing into “720 in the Books”. The people are amazed, but wait! The curtains open, and we see “Lily Pons” Shay singing an aria from “Pretty Pansy” written by “exceptional” Everhart, collaborating with “fabulous” Freeman. Soon we see her leading man, “Caruso” Hines come running over and throws himself at her feet Immediately we hear a wild scream as Asbury and his Better Ballet come leaping on the stage. Some of his most famous prodigies are “Fago” Sandberg, “Fagarina” Schipper, and “Faggettus” Henderson, the three Latin lovelies just imported from Tampico. A wild dance follows, causing a great commotion in the audience. Above the turmoil we hear the scream of a siren and a motorcycle, driven by “Wrong” Wright, comes hurtling through the doors. Officers Berger and Borgert alight and immediately try to restore order, brandishing their clubs all the while. There is nothing for us to do. but to leave this mad-house, and as we are on our way out, we notice two hawkers peddling the new sensation, “Wells’ Wonder Weeds”. These two enthusiastic peddlers are, by the way, “Flatfoot” Frohriep and “Floy Floy” Foote. Home to bed. Sheets and pillow cases are furnished by the “Naught-a-Rip” Corporation operated by Miss Crosbie. So ends a busy day. Sunrise! The birds are twittering, the dew is. on the lawn, and the clouds are in the sky. But we are hungry so let us depart to the dinette to enjoy a heaping bowlful of Wallman, Walters, and Weir- ich’s “Krunchy-Wunchy Breakfast Food”, which is so good that even Grandpa will holler for more. We flip the dial of the radio nearby, and are greeted by Repke’s menu hour, broadcasting kitchen tested menus. Then to the den where again we flip the dial to “Killer” Kasdorf’s morning calisthenics. At this point we are greeted by Mrs. Herbert Magnus, nee Phyllis Coombs, who has come to tell us about the latest gossip and her recent honeymoon at Minnewaukon Lake. It seems Miss Helen Lytle has taken up permanent residence in Three Rivers and after several futile attempts, is lecturing on “How to be Happy Tho’ Single”. Helping to demonstate her point are Beverly Ailes, Lois Borgert, and Mildred Mishler. Here is a flash! Jack Holt, world reknowned speedster, has just broken the world’s record for the 10 yard dash by motor car. His manager and mechanic, Eugene Barnes and Paul Gauss respec- tivelv, attribute his success to his newest inspiration, M rs. Holt, nee Nancy Burdno. Word comes from Washington that Senator Collins has just completed a record 90 day filibuster, and thus disproved the theory of the eminent philos¬ opher, Alfred Miller, who believes that silence is golden. Mort Jellison, after 30 years of odd jobs, has returned to the S. H. S. drum section. It seems that is his first love. Wesley Stetson and Harry Wenzel have joined the Canadian Mounties and have found the Eskimos of their hearts. June Hepner, has received world fame for trisecting an angle. Mary Margaret McCord has just traveled east (to Burr Oak) to accept a job on the Acorn. Pat Storms Snow, Audrew Maxwell Miller, and Erma Johnston Toepper have just returned with their husbands from a second honeymoon spent at Niagara Falls. The featured attraction presented while they were there was Mr. Lyle Slagg, who went over the falls in a barrel. Wyatt Mick Esq. has just obtained his lawyers degree, and is a very prominent businessman in the great metropolis of Howe, and how! So ends the gossip. Donna Prestidge, proud owner of the 25 years service medal presented by Western Union, gives ifs 28

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“Curtain Speeches ” Valedictory To the class of 1946: We’ve looked forward to this day for a long time, haven’t we? Now that it’s here, how do you feel ? Glad, sad, victorious, or defeated ? It’s sort of a queer mixture of nostalgia, happiness, and awareness of a new world, isn’t it? This is the end of life’s first act. Scene one was in pre-school and grade school days. Scene two, all too brief, was that happy period from September 1940 to June 1946. We learned so very many things these years—the mysteries of mathe¬ matics, what makes engines go, what participles are, and how to write a letter. Even more import¬ ant were the lessons in how to get along with those about us—what to say, how to dance, what to do on a date, and how to make friends. Not all the lessons in either category were easy, and there were many that we never mastered for one reason or another. It’s too late to be sorry or even to look back, but we can resolve to turn over a new leaf as we enter life’s great second act. As the curtain rises again, ninety-six Seniors are seen marching slowly down a long gym floor to the strains of Auld Lang Syne”. The door opens, and a new life begins! It’s all ours, that life, to do with as we please. We can go on to school, to work, to loaf, or to homes of our own. In any event, what we make of life is up to us. There are no more teachers to stand over us with threats of, “Do that or stay after school”. We must choose our own teachers now. Will they be experiences, the harshest of all instructors; friends, the best meaning, but often poorest advisors ; or will we steadfastly search out the best in guides, great men of recognized ability, who can give us principles on which to build a life? We again may make our own decision. Pray God, it shall be the one that will bring life’s short play to a fruitful climax as the final curtain drops forever. Caryl Freeman Salutatory Parents, faculty, fellow students, and friends: We, the class of ’46, have reached the final scene of Act I in our lives. Our four years of high school have been much like a play, and we were the actors in it. The first three scenes of Act I in our great play were laid in a war-torn world, but the final scene has brought us a world of peace and reconversion. The parts we shall play in Act II will be in many ways different and difficult for us. As actors in the scene to come, ive shall soon be the ones to make our government and to keep it what it is today, a democracy! Our problem will be to preserve country from internal strife. It is up to us to go this land from future wars and to protect our on with our education and learning—to make this land of ours bigger, better, and safer for those generations to come. I hrough the helpful guidance of our faculty, the ever-ready support of our School Board and the people of our city, and the encouragement of our parents and friends, we will take our places in the world with our hearts full of courage and enthusiasm to do the best “acting” we have ever done. “The play of life must go on” and we are going out to do our level best to make our school, our teachers, and our friends proud of us no matter what the role may be in which we are cast. Gloria Funk 27

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“Prologue ’’ a telegram telling us of other alumni. The telegram informs us of the tremendous Hollywood success of “Marbaugh’s Models.” This famous group in¬ cludes Alberta Ritter, Wave Teadt, Elizabeth Derr, and Virginia Ferrell. They are also featured in the latest issue of Life advertising “Frays’ Shampoo.” James O’Connell is taking the place of Charles Atlas, who recently passed on. Others trying to get this title but who were defeated were Bob Parker, Vic Wygant, and Ed Wagner, all prosperous farmers of this community. R. L. Tozer, Paul Waltke, and Roger Webb have formed a corporation with the capital stock of $5.00. This tremendous amount was raised by Lewis Rice and Bill Stevens, who was recently commissioned a Lieutenant in the C. A. P. Misses Weaver, Seger, and Stutz have accepted positions at Bronson College for the sub-normal and are teaching physical education. They are noted in the county for their prowess at the game of “21”. As our final bit of gossip we hear that Bruce Nickell has taken over John’s, and has changed the name to “Ice Cream Alley”. Pert waitresses are Priscilla Smith, Vera Strang, Doris Woods, and Rosie Thomas, who has earned the title of head waitress. We hope you have enjoyed this news of your former Peck-mates. Thomas Linder James Doolittle Josephine Henderson “Epilogue ” 1. I, Beverly Ailes, leave my wavy hair to any straight-locked Junior. 2. I, Lyle Asbury, bequeath my weight to Ray Spen¬ cer. 3. I, Eugene Barnes, leave my typing ability to Marvin Lukomski. 4. I, Billie Beckwith, will my love of dancing to Pat Kelly. 5. I, Clyde Bell, leave my “running speed” to any new “upstart” in the field of Sturgis sports. 6. We, Shirley Benham and Vic Repke, leave our “rare” ability to make-up to Joyce McCaffery and Jack Short. 7. I, Wayne Berger, will my basketball adeptness to Ray Dresser. 8. I, Doris Blackney, bequeath my unusual height to Pat Kruger. 9. I, Lois Blood, leave my cheery smile to any Junior girl with the proper qualifications. 10. I, Loren Bonnewell, reluctantly bequeath my pipe to Doug Shields. 11. I, Lois Borgert, leave my shyness to Lois Fair. 12. I, Roger Borgert, will my love for an older girl to Jim Reid. 13. We, Don Bunnel and Jim Frays, leave our “good nature” to any desiring Juniors. 14. 1, Nancy Burdno, will my zest for a good time to “Hank” Emerson. 15. I, Lawrence Collins, bequeath my ability as a drum major to some certain “up and coming” member of the band. 16. I, Phyllis Coombs, leave my long “tresses” and ability to sell name cards to the one of my choice. 17. I, Joyce Crosbie, gladly will my understanding (?) of the “social sciences” to Phyllis Krock. 18. I, George Denniston, bequeath my secret for¬ mula for making rotten egg gas to the chem¬ istry class of “47.” 19. I, Elizabeth Derr, leave my commercial ability to Peggy Hanson. , 20. I, James Seaver Doolittle, do bequeath my inability to win arguments from teachers to Phil Lint. 21. I, Betty Everhart, leave my patience and artistic ability to next year’s Sturgensian art staff. 22. I, Virginia Ferrell, will my keen eyes for hunting deer to anyone who needs them. 23. I, Loren Foote, bequeath my black hair to John Richards 24. I, Betty Fox, leave my desire not to be asked any questions in class to all Juniors. 25. I, Kent Freeland, bequeath my witty cartoons, smile, and sense of humor to one who likes to laugh. 26. I, Caryl Freeman, leave my efficiency, leader¬ ship, and mentality to Tom Stevenson. 27. I, Earl Frohriep, leave my quiet disposition to Robert Gable. 28. I, Gloria Funk, bequeath my piano playing ability to the pianist for next year’s operetta. 29