University High School - Nunc Dimittis Yearbook (Ann Arbor, MI)

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Piet and Dean Loree are sailing the ocean blue these days, Seeing the world, and Nancy and Cynthia sailed for Europe three days ago. Oh! Oh! It’s five-twenty seven and I’m supposed to be home at five-thirty. I’l1l never make it. Well, having found out all I could expect to in such a short time, I’d better run. “So long, everybody!”

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CLASS PROPHECY The door opened and there stood Jerry, in leopard-spotted slacks and polka-dot rimmed glasses. Here in Jerry’s 103rd floor penthouse in New York we were having a reunion of all the UHS fifty-ers. We were here to see how the other members of our class had fared in the fifteen years since we gradu- ated. Of course, I wasn’t the first one to arrive. Marty was there looking right at home, and Susie was covering the story for her paper. I spotted Dean Wenk and cornered him. “How’s tricks ?” “Marvelous! I’ve got a little fixit shop, and business is fine. By the way, on my trip out West last summer I passed Bob Leland’s 560 acre Hereford ranch. Never saw so many cattle!” . “Say, look here!” cried Dale from behind a newspaper. “Pete Bagrow just swam the English Chan- nel and Dick Marsh is coaching the Olympic track team, and of course you all know that Barb is skat- ing in Madisgn Square Garden!! And Judy is pitching for the World Champion Dad’s Root Beer Team. Dick Moehl is pitching for the Tigers, too.” Just then Diane walked in and everyone asked where she got her exquisite hairdo. “Down at Ingrid’s Distinctive Coiffure Salon.” Dot was here on her way to Washington to lobby for the League of Women Voters. She told me that she was planning to see Senator Johnston and Secretary Naylor, while she was there. “Honest John” is Secretary of the Treasury. Someone just arrived at the entertainment section of the newspaper. “Have you seen this movie that Linda’s in? And Barbara Salisbury’s been running on Broadway for six weeks now. But what you ought to see is Nickie’s vaudeville revival, with the great comedy team, Nick and Nat. It’s a howl.” “Anne’s giving a cello concert in Carnegie Hall day after tomorrow,” came from the other side of the room. “And Jane is playing oboe in the Philadelphia Orchestra.” By this time I had gathered a little more information. John Schindler is chief counsel for GM, and Barry’s circulation chief for the Detroit Times. Ellen is the cover designer for four magazines and is one of the leaders in commercial art. Patsy is an interior decorator in Chicago. At the Institute for Advanced Study, Dan is continuing the late Mr. Einstein’s experimentation and research, and Winnie wrote a book on abstract philosophy. While I was muSing we were called over to the window. Down on the corner was a lady standing on a small box giving a lecture to a group Surrounding her. On careful inspection through my telescope, I observed the woman to be none other than Janice. Then there was a loud explosion. It was, however, nothing more than Emerson’s ’37 Ford, from which he stepped, with complete composure, and strode to the door of the apartment building. “Have you all been to Gussie’s oriental restaurant ?” “Yes,” replied Ann Thuma, ‘and on my last trip to Europe, while in Paris, I happened to find Sally’s little art shop. It is the nicest little art salon in Paris.” “But how many of you do business with Brown’s Classy Clothes? I guess he has ‘Zero Kings’ in his stock, too. Dean Leith’s work.” “T thought I’d never stop laughing the first time I heard about Susie converting Van Boven’s to women’s clothing exclusively. Have any of you heard about the Cummings’ Novelty Company? Harold’s got one of the largest novelty firms in the West.” As I was thumbing through a magazine I suddenly was stopped. “Come here, everybody! There’s Ann Willard, if I ever saw her, and of all places, in a Toni ad.” Of course Anne had torn herself away from her paintings at Greenwich Village to come to the re- union. Debbie is now a missionary, Elaine a nurse, and Shirley a teacher. Julie and Laura are operat- ing a nursery school, while Polly is the governess of a family of six. Mac is now a forest ranger in Oregon, and Frank has a large, scientifically operated stock-farm. John Wurster owns a good-sized meat-packing house, and Dave has taken over the feline and canine humanitarian institution, Easthaven Cat and Dog Hospital. : I asked what Sylvia was doing. “I understand she’s still resting from the ordeal of getting Nunc Dimittis out on time!!!” Among the medically inclined fifty-ers are Ranny and Virginia, pediatrician and psychiatrist, re- spectively, and Dr. Barnard, the painless extractor. With Klein’s pharmacy to keep them in medicine, they’re all doing fine.

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MOCK ELECTIONS PRETTIEST GIRL, Linda Krueger HANDSOMEST BOY, Pieter Thomassen CUTEST GIRL, Laura Hazzard CUTEST BOY, Dean Leith BEST DRESSED GIRL, Sally Angell BEST DRESSED BOY, Bob Brown BEST GIRL ATHLETE, Judy Olney BEST BOY ATHLETE, John Wurster MOST POPULAR GIRL, Dorothy Hammett MOST POPULAR BOY, Dan Lickly CLASS ROMEO, Peter Bagrow CLASS FLIRT, Dale Smith CLASS EINSTEIN, Shirley Ind CLASS BERNHARDT, Barbara Salisbury CLASS WIT, Virginia Sadacca CLASS CLOWN, Nick Themely CLASS PHILOSOPHER, Winifred Wylie CLASS RADICAL, Janice McFarlan MOST LIKELY TO SUCCEED, Bob Johnston MOST SOPHISTICATED, Jerry Criss HARDEST WORKER, Sue Bromage BEST NATURED, Debbie Lincoln CLASS AESTHETE, Anne Stevenson WALKING DICTIONARY, John Schindler MOST INGENIOUS, Ellen Kurath CLASS WILL We, the senior class of University High School of the year of our Lord, one thousand nine-hundred- fifty, being physically sound and of a unified mind, do hereby bequeath our complete fortunes separate- ly to the various component groups of UNIVERSITY HIGH SCHOOL. To the class of ‘51 we do will our famous Snake Pit. We do hereby leave the fourteenth floor of the Stevens Hotel to the Stevens’ management, with Sincere thanks for its use. To the Student Council we do hereby leave our several open-minded souls who have in their hearts courage to make their will known. To the class of ‘53, who needs them as badly as we needed boys, we leave our abundance of the fair sex. We do hereby leave sunglasses to all who gaze upon the brilliance of our illustrious class colors, chartreuse and fuchsia. We do will the gray matter in our heads to the struggling students at U High, and wish them good luck as future Phi Beta Kappas. We do hereby leave. 4PSo