Taft High School - Eagle Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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'ul-svlivn uv, -1 -- D ii-1: B HIT- 1 114. sl..-fa '.,.. ug While Digging . . . First and foremost in the minds I all Lil Abner fans is the em- of Sadie Hawkins Day. eligible bachelors, such as PAULISI-I, WES PARKER, .ence aft's ORB IM SREDNICKI, ROY RIIS, JU- IAN BYRDY, JIM MEIN, ETZ HOMPSON, BILL LINGENFEL- ER, BILL BEYERS, JOE FLAN- AGAN, and GEORGE ZIMMA. :tter practice up on effective tmoflouge fSorry, we don't have mom for any more, so those bach- ors who have been left out were ot intentionally slightedj . . . Poor LEARA GUELZOW, BAR- ARA DAVIES, MARY ANN JA- OBSEN, VELDA WAGNER, and ,UTH KIESELBACH-after buy' lg a birthday cake, complete with sndles, etc., in the lunchroom for JACKIE PAULSON'S 17th birth- ay-JACKIE failed to show up . . . ..EDDIE PETERSON'S taking nittlng orders . . . Ever since his randmother knitted him a. sweat- r he's really been rushed . . . Then there's DAVE WHITTIER nd PAUL PETERSON, who, after laying thirty-six holes of golf, lscovered that the contest had een called off. DICK BOOS, 4B, would like veryone to know that when he was wo years old and had his tonsils aken out, the doctor said that they were the largest tonsils ha had ever een . . . just what this has to do rith the price of onions-no-one ,nows . . . BOB STENSLAND certainly felt illy when he came into English ate, and his teacher greeted him with He used to come at ten fclock, but now he comes at noon. Been While Snooping . . . AL RETTINMIER inserting ,laid seat covers into his model U' during fire drill - incidentely hat car is not a model, it's a hor- lble example . . . DORIS STEFFAN, wildly sal- 'aging newspapers from lunch vrappings for her journalism eads . . . BILL HEDGES, searching vainly or a good looking female upper zlassman.-Is he blind?? JOYCE MATHISON, 4B, and IHARLOTTE FRANK, 4A, walk- ng down the highway, wearing earmuffs, riding breeches, high leels, winter coat, and their hair n pigtails, one rainy evening. MARGE HOLLENHAHER, 4A, vith her three jumping beans . . . NORB PAULISH'S predictions Yor Taft football scores-hope rou're right, NORB .... The Quake Of the News By Flanagan 'n' Flum Famous Last Words . . . I dldn't know you were an M. P. Buck Private Torpedo off starboard. I. M. Sunk She can't flunk me. I'm not afraid of the Beta Tri- Hi-Y initiation. But Dad she's a tough teacher! This is only the first marking period anyhow. Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Hot Dlggety Dawg. Dumbell Poem . . . If I had my way, all studies I'd banish, 'Cause I can't get algebra, history or Spanish. All I can do when I try to cram, Instead of studying for an exam, Is sit and be glad that I really am, Not the girl who can't get a man. We Wonder . . . How we ever got through Jour- nalism I. The Staff If Chief Lone West is still chewing his cardamum seeds. When hitching posts will be er- ected in the parking lot. If Dick Fel1's car really broke down on the way home from Cham- paigne. Woist Joke I Ever Heard . . . Will: Your wife says you get up with a grouch every morning. Bill: That's right, my wife al- ways gets up when I do. Pet Peeves . . . To have somebody turn on the cold water while you are taking a shower. The guy who writes the Prep Huddle in the Daily News and al- ways predict the Taft football team will lose. The Question of the Week . . . Will Taft gridders win the North section? JERRY OLLER, 4B, retrieving her shoe from the refuse box in the lunchroom .... GEORGE KILLOREN, 4A, and JOYCE DOLAN, 4B, doing calls- thenics on at street corner .... JIM SREDNICKI, 4B, making hash of Praise the Lord and Pass the Ammunition between ticket sales .... JIM SEMAR greeting his friends with a hearty, I'm rugged! . . . RIIS, 3A, got a pair of cords for his birthday, at present dashing around ROY yellow and is lunchroom showing them off . . . Too bad he can't walk on his hands. DICK DOEBLER writing an essay on Why an Airplane Flies .... ....PATSY FLYNN, 4B, teairfully Boy of the Month Due to his ability in his studies and on the Taft eleven, Mr. L. Hoefer has chosen for Octobers Boy of the Month James Concannon, 4B. Jim is a member of the mixed chorus, the Honor Society, and is a guard on the football team. After graduation in June Jim wants to join the air corps. He plans to go into some branch of service regardless if the war is over. He is quite versatile in the liter- ary world as he writes poetry and all types of short stories. He spent two years at Schurz before coming to Taft and there won a literary award. Being very sport-minded, Jim likes all sports, but mainly foot- ball. His pet peeve is nosey people. His hobbies are dancing and collecting odd locks. Jim's main ambition is, to have everybody like me and If I could, be a friend to all. Jim COI'l03lll'l0ll The Trib Presents Mr. Osbon Mr, Osbon Cornered in the study hall and informed that he had been chosen teacher of the month, Mr. Kenneth Osbon declared, I don't know what to say! But as the interview progressed, quite an interesting personality was revealed. At Taft Mr. Osbon teaches his- tory and civics, but he has had many years experience ln teaching algebra, geometry, journalism and printing. With a gleam of pride in his eye he states that he obtained his edu- cation at Northwestern University, where he acquired a B. of S. and M.S. degree. Before coming to Taft he taught at Schurz. His favorite hobbies are garden- ing and landscaping. He has a whole acre of ground to work on and thinks this should keep him busy for a long time. As for sports, he chooses golf, and claims he would follow that ball anywhere- even in or out of water. It's the Scotch in me, he says. When queried about his pet peeve he thought a moment and disclosed the fact that he didn't like first or ninth period classes. Frankly, I just don't like any classes, he quipped. Another thing he doesn't care for is stupid pupils, or divi- sion teachers who assign stupid pupils to his classes. Then becom- ing serious, he said that his real pet peeve is students who are in- different to the present world situation. He stated that he is really worried about the war and dislikes seeing any of his pupils act unconcerned about lt. He thinks Taft's football team is great and always enjoys seeing them win. With a smile he re- vealed the fact that a recent Satur- day was one of the happiest days of his life-Taft won their game, Northwestern won theirs, and' N0- tre Dame lost! taking the news that in order to be a full fledged GAMMA DELTA. she must have her hair cut in bangs .... NICK TRAGOS avoiding all his friends the day he to come to school in a suit. 1 . . ' fCont. on page 71 '

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Page 4 1. au, 1. uuuuo ore Scrap to Beat Axis If you have seen the added short picture entitled Letter from Bataan, you will not have to be told about saving scraps of steel, tin, rubber and any other kind of metal that is needed by war workers to produce material to win the war. To those of you who haven't seen the picture you know from the many articles in the newspapers, pleas over the radio, and scrap collections taken up in the community, how very much it is in need. Tin-can can now be used, just remove both covers, place them inside the empty can and press it flat. If you have any old piece of metal not doing any good, place it in the scrap centers located at school and in your community. Perhaps we are all inclined to think that our contribution will not mean very much, but united with the rest of the scrap army it is essen- tial. Think what would happen if everyone entertained the same thought. There would be very little, if any, of the much needed materials collected. Fats should also be saved. The grease should be strained, placed in a container, and brought to your grocer or butcher. Five antitank shells can be fired to blow the Japs and Germans to kingdom come with every contribution of two pounds. Now in this grave time it is only to be expected that we can do a little that means so much to the boys in the service. Remember, it might have been a different story in Bataan if our boys could have had something to eat besides horse meat and rice, and no bullets or planes to fight with. Now is the time to get into the scrap and help put an end to the war. Think! Half of every tank, gun, ship, and submarine is made from scrap steel. Come on, Taftltes, and cooperate with this biggest drive of all to keep America free. Haste 115' Waste of Rubber Now that gas rationing will soon come into effect, some unpatriotlc young men and women have decided to barrel their cars and get a good fast ride out of it before it is too late. Many cars, here at Taft, can be seen tearing in and out of the drive and parking lot, around corners, in short being driven recklessly with no thought of the value of the rubber being ground into the pavement. Five regular tires from automobiles will make one tire for a flyingg fortress bomber. Think of all the collapsible rubber rafts, gas masks, boots, slickers and thousands of other essential needs of a soldier that we could supply if we just thought. With every American traveling slower, and saving rubber, we might save some boy's life by giving him the equipment he needs. Americans are not selfish! We have been called fools because of our generosity, but we have never cared, because it has always aided someone, somewhere. If we can be generous in big things, it should be no effort to be so in little things, especially when it is for someone close. So Taftites when driving, think of our boys in the service. To be generous and unselfish is to show we are Americans. Taft Tribune Published Bl-weekly by the Journalism Students of the WILLIAM HOWARD TAFT HIGH SCHOOL 5625 North Natoma Ave., Chicago, Ill. OCTOBER 30, 1942 PRICE FIVE CENTS First Class Honor Rating, National Scholastic Press Association Editor-in-Chief: Mildred Tess. Assistant Editor: Betty Mugnal. Feature Department: Lois Meltzer, Shirley Meltzer. Exchange Department: Ruth Kieselbach. Editorial Department: Joyce Steinhoff. Sports Department: Joseph Flanagan, Henry Green, co-editors: Robert Flum, Floyetta Wheeler. News Department: Richard Bolln, Helen Cardis, Pat Earle, Marion Gercken, Curtis Johnson, Jeanne Kirkland, Dorothy La Gorio, Betty Meek, Lois Redden, Ralph Roth, Robert Smith, Richard Stahl, Frances Wayne. Photography: Frank Demskl, Al Whitney. Typlsts: Gladys Barbara, Phyllis Dolan, Mary Ann Jakobs. Circulation Adviser: Mr. Paul Bigler. Editorial Adviser: Miss Jeanette Griffin. Taftites Relate Fear of Spirits By Frances Wayne Once again haunting the guys and ginch at Taft is Nosey the inquiring reporter, getting the low- down on What's your favorite spook, and your pet charm to keep the boogie man away. Lois Lindsay, 4A, fears bad luck in general, so she carries, pinned to her drivers license, a four leaf clover. Now what could she be afraid of? Still wondering, Nosey pounced on Jim Concannon, 4B, and re- ceived the brilliant answer of foo supplemented by Me, I don't know nuttin. One 3A Witchie, namely Elaine Thompson, complains of being both- ered by a ghost in the form of Janice Sorenson, 3B, and says there is no remedy for this hallucinatlon. Change of Color Frank Bostwlck, 4A, is afraid of blondes and takes care of the mat- ter by going steady with a neat little red-head. I always kiss my thumb twice when I trip, 'cause it's suppose to be bad luck, says Beverly Palm, 2A. Your reporter suggests she let that Maine senior continue to car- ry her around. Mel Meltzer, 1A, avoids step- ping on the cracks in the sidewalk, but when he does he runs right home, reads the Bible twice, stands on his head an hour, sings, My Country 'Tis of Thee backwards, and eats a green persimmon with ketchup. Upon taking a good look at No- sey, Phyllis Lange, 4B, ran out of the lunchroom screaming, Ooooo! Richard Tarzan Esterquest, 3A, is afraid of no earthly or spiritual being, because of his superior strength. Shun Evil Temptation I Smoking a cigarette at the wrong end is supposed to result in an accldent, Michael O'Brlan, 2B, informs us. Of course this can be avoided by just not smoking, he adds. George Zlma, 2A, is afraid to borrow salt, so he always pays for it. But he's not afraid to borrow sugar. When asked which sugar he specified, Any sugar under five feet tall. Jim Downing, 4A, has always been superstitious about the something old, something new business at weddings. After see- ing brother Dick marry Jean Bost- wick, he maintains that he ls the something blue. Stuart Pelton, 1B, afraid of the color red-which is it lipstick or course book marks? At any rate he can get either one. is deathly away from xrvnvvw- v v, - aj, W VBETTS Have you ever gone to a foot' game for the sole purpose of wal ing the spectators? Try it so time, watch the people around 1 and ten to one you can tell exaf what going on in the game. Observations proved that tl are really four different type football enthusiasts. The first is the Gushing G type. He's the know it all ' tries to yell to the team and them what plays to use. A awhile you begin to wonder, if knows so good why he lsn't the team, then at second glance quiet obvious. , Pityful Polly comes to game just to sit around and I sad. Polly can't understand every one plays so rough ana always afraid someone will hurt. She is the type you wan pack in a box and send to Cl or somewhere. Especially so, v every one is joyously cheerin touchdown and she says, Its' iculus, what if he'd been hurt? In the same group with I comes the gorgeous but stupid 1 the dumb Dora can't unders why all those boys keep run after each other. And would'1 be much simpler if they took t playing with the ball instea4 fighting for it. The best wa get rid of her is to wait till half and then tell her to go l as the game is over. Then of course there is Eager Eddie type whose en never seems become exhau Eddie stands up and cheers fo he's worth, he jumps up and d throws his cowbell up in the to land on someone and W heartedly beats a tune on the of the unfortunate in front of Eddie is the type you lose ience with and finally beat nearest lamppost. The last of the footboll fal the Famished Fanny type, comes to the game 'cause ti nothing else to do, and if staid at home work would be 1 for her to do by her mother. ny comes to the game with a ping bag full of lunch and sl her time gingerly eating. You have to worry about being br ed by Fanny, just keep her plied with food and she's a di STILL WAITING T0 SEE- Any team just try and sto fighting Eagles. Heaters installed in the loci

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Mad Inventor Discovers Cure State Cuts In By Henry Green I The rain was pouring through the roof of Zruhcs High School and ln a dark room a man with every quality of a genius, except for brains was cooking up an idea. The idea must have been cooked too long because it stinks. - Oh well, so does this story-but enough of beating around the bush and on with this story. His name was Adolf Mussy. Hah, he cried out in a fiend- ish tone. I will test this prus- sic acid to see if it will kill. Mus- sy then takes off his stocking and captures a fly. He cautiously takes the captive fly out of his stocking, so he wouldn't hurt the fly and throws his stocking into the poison. The fly flies away as Mussy watches his stocking change color. Little by little it dissolves. It works, screams Mussy, dancing around with one foot bare. I'm a success--but now to use my acid for the purpose I have composed it for. Strictly Idiotic He leaves the high school and walks out into the wet streets. Ah! he says. My one foot will be dirty and the barefoot will be clean, so he rips a leg off his long underwear and it slips down to where his stocking was, and be- ing much satisfied, plods on. He starts to converse with himself, yes, I'll go home and get a good nights sleep and get in tip-top shape for the deed. He opens the door of his house, inserts the key and closes the door again. He ascends the stairs to his bedroom, unlaces his shoes, lays back the covers, fluffs the pillow to make it soft, crawls under the bed, and goes to sleep. Morning comes and we find our villian combing his hair with a wash rag and polishing his shoes with a dilapltated toothbrush. He rings the bell for his servant to make breakfast, then goes down- stairs and breaks a bacon and slices an egg. He rushes upstairs to feed his servant in bed. Gues I'll take a bath, quotes Mussy. so he puts the plug in the bathtub and turns on the hot water- Too hot, he says and turn on the cold water- Too cold, he says. Read the last thirteen words about nine or ten times and by that time the water has risen so high that our villian is almost drowned He spreads his ears and uses them for pontoons. He then paddles to safety outside the room. Later we find Mussy calling up Professor Baldy, another fiendish chemist. Mussy then pulls out a large pan and the two fiends start Ist Period Crowd Ends M'ckel Bus Trial T oo Much By J mnne Kirkland don't close that door yet- there's four more people trying to get on. So it goes every morning nickel bus the first period. Hey! on the Squashed and crammed, they hang out the windows and cower under the seats, and all to save three cents. Sad senior, once jolly juniors, slap-happy sophomores, and- one feeble freshie coming for an en- coreg all fighting for their allotted cubic inch-amazing how the sides expand! Back in the bus, the driver yells. But how was I to know which way was back? the midget sized fellow protested later from his hospital bed. The nickel brigade soon begins to operate. From all parts of the bus that hard earned cash is re- layed to the cashier fthe unfortu- nate soul nearest the nickel slotl. Woe be to anyone who pops up with that green folding stuff. At last! Napo1eon's underpass is reached' and the stampede really begins. From all over the bus physical wrecks stagger to the exit gasping for air . . . fresh air. The -rest of the day is spent get- ting back into condition for the next morning's ordeal. Is lt worth it? to conjure their prescription. 3 gallons of water, good dose of ar- senic, a touch of vineger for that nice taste, a bottle of ammonia, 13 tablespoons of sulpheric acid, 1 small bottle of peroxide, some hydrochloric acid and a bottle of iodine for healing purposes, reads off Mussy as Baldy gleefullypours in all the prescription calls for. Then they dump the stuff in the bathtub and stir with an old piece of steel, but as soon as the steel would touch the water it would dissolve. As three feet dance up and down the floor tMussy still has no stock- ing or shoe on one foot, so he doesn't let it touch the cold floorl the air rings with the cry, Suc- cess, I shall use it for the purpose is has been composed. Mussy then reaches for his tooth- brush and dips it into the bath- tub and starts to brush his teeths. It work, yelled Mussy after the doctors revived him, I have ln- vented a cure for unpleasant breath. Take Him Away The S-tate then took him to the police station where he received a copper cross for being the most in- sane person that has ever existed. Moral of the story-Pull out the bathtub plug if the water gets too high. Former Taftites Send News From Training Stations tCont. from page 23 As yet Tuck likes the Navy, but like all others, gets homesick at times. He is out at sea again and no word has been received from him for six weeks. Math Helped Marine Former Taftite, Tom Alcock now in the Marines has written the following letter to Miss Ryan. Stu- dents planning to go into one of the armed forces are urged to take heed of this letter. October 13, 1942 Dear Miss Ryan, Well I suppose you won't remem- ber me, but I was in your trig. class last semester. If you remem- ber correctly, I was going into the Army Air Corps, but I failed to fill the bill. So my next step was the Marines and here I am. If I can't fly the darn things I can cer- tainly be a navigator-och thatis where your trig. comes in handy. You see I had four years of math in high school and I never regretted it, even though I got pretty mad at times. LI suppose most of the boys in your class have the urge to enlist but please tell them for me that of they will only pay attention and learn what you teach them they will make something of themselves in' the Army, Air, or Signal Corps. I say the Army because the Ma- rine Corps is too tough to get into for that kind of work, such as a navigator, bomhardler, tor- pedo man or the like. As it was I got in by the skin of my teeth and had 'to talk them into it. So Miss Ryan will you please re- mind your classes to try as hard as they can and learn their math. The armed forces need men with mathematical knowledge. Believe me, anyone who is good at math may be somebody with bars and medals instead of cannon fodder or the like. Well Miss Ryan I have to clean my rifle and then go to bed, so I'll say good-bye, but be sure and let your students know what they're good for if they have a good math. background. One of your more non-intelligent students. Anyone who would like to write to Tom his address is as follows: Pvt. Thomas H. Alcook, Platoon 918, Recruit Depot-M.C.B., San Diego, Calif. More Powers to Marines Vincent Powers, of the United States Marines, has written a let- ter to let all his friends know that he is safe and 'sound somewhere across the equator. He says, If anyone tells you nwilling IB1 oin Buell if Dawn Patrol If you see any unhappy look freshman come strolling into building early in the morning, isn't because they have an ea program fcalm yourself senio oh no-they are the unwilling mt bers of Mr. Buell's Dawn Patri This select group consists those unfortunate individuals v found it unwise to impose on l Buell's better nature during his dustrial arts classes and ha As you have probable gathel by this time, the name Dawn . trol comes from the fact that dinarily these poor students do start until later in the morning. fCont. from page IJ So mark it on your calendar, To start on Hallowe'en night. We don't want slinking garb: lice To infest our house and yard The many germs they spre around We must really retard. And then their enormous appet From the food they eat, and sip Cause waste to such an extent It would build a battleship. So make a note of the date rig now, Help eliminate this curse 3 We've set the date for this ca paign On October thirty-first. these South Sea Island girls a pretty don't believe them. Last March 17th Vincent reach the age of 17, and the next day 1 joined the Marines. His address i Pvt. Vincent Powers, U. S. M. C. Unit 580 cjo Postmaster General San Francisco, Calif. Somethin' About A Soldier Another former Taft stude now ln the armed forces is Prlva Charles Wieder of the Arm Chuch is stationed at Louislan He sends word that he has hea: about the accomplishments of tl football team and ls proud of thel Letters from his old frienn would be deeply appreciated. H address is: Pvt. Charles Wieder 16068968 Co. C. 112 Inf. Reg. A.P.0. 28 cjo Postmaster, Leesville, La. Hero In Bombing Charlotte Coutre, 3B, is proud I her brother, Robert, a corporal 1 the Army, who was one of tl heroes in the bombing of the Its ian fleet in the Medlterranian Se