Upper Arlington High School - Norwester Yearbook (Upper Arlington, OH)

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was formed. Through this organization blind dates were arranged, and Mr. Cavins was christened Roughhouse. Th e Available Iownes' Advertisements of Wetsel and Ashby appeared everywhere on the blackboards, on the back of geometry papers, and anywhere one's eye happened to glance. Iim Crane was the first one of our boys to win a letter this year, with his prowess on the gridiron. It was a few weeks before Christmas that we were suddenly' plunged headfirst into total war with Germany and Iapan. At that time it was hard to visualize any of our friends in uniform. We were quite amazed at the new indirect lighting which was installed in the library that year of '42, Many an aftemoon a group of girls could be seen trekking up to Monny Bennett's house for the sun lamp treatment. Our sophomore year ended with the boys still gaping over Virginia Marriott and the girls following Howard Burkle's every move. With the phrase Gee, we'll be seniors in one more year, we graciously took our place in the eleventh grade. The leadership was tossed into the laps of lim Crane, president: Iohn Lovett, vice president: Don Brandt, secretary, and Kiehner Iohnson, treasurer. Here we encoun- tered the wonders of the chemistry lab and be- came quite skillful at squirting water across the room during class. There were several very confusing days that fall when the boys wore skirts to school and the girls donned overalls and slacks. After try-outs, we proudly donated Mary Lou Dumbauld, Audrey Merkle and Steve Baldwin to the cheer-leading scguad. In the McArthur football game, tackle lack Carruthers snake hipped his way to a beautiful touchdown on a pass interception. This was the year also, that lack Wetherbee, won the Bexley Reserve game for old U. A. H. S. Campaigning against each other for the Student Council presidency, were Charlie Lewis and Bill Konold. Remember the badges, the propaganda pamphlets, and the uproarious assemblies? And then there was our junior class play, One Mad Night. What made it completely mad was Oley Iohnson as Iohn Alden, the infernal machine and Lady MacBeth. We had great plans for our Iunior- Senior Dance . . . and it was a great dance! Many a tulip garden was raided in trying to transform North Hall into the Netherlands fand even then the tulips droopedll. Other things adding to the excitement of the dance were a measles epidemic and the tree' which the boys, with the Arlington police close on their tails, chopped down and contributed for decoration. Towards the end of the year, we experienced the pangs of envy all juniors have towards the seniors, who get excused earlier and do not have exam worries hanging o'er their heads. But later on the pangs were soothed by the thought that in three short months WE would have our homerooms in 226 and 227, and WE would shoo lower classmen out of our way. Hello, you down therel This is the Class of 1944 speaking. But seriously, fellow egotists, there is not a lot that can be said about the feeling one has when one becomes a senior. We shall be kind enough not to describe that feeling, for it is an unwritten tradition that each person finds it out for himself. Our final year started off with a bang. The Queen and her Court, the defeat of Bexley, and the wonderful displays of school spirit helped make the fall season completely successful. Another little helper was the P-47, that green demon of a Model-A, which rumbled its way down Coventry every day to the tune of I hope we make that light, and Doggone, no brakesl These last 12 years have seen many changes, but there are a few things that have re- mained unchanqed: name- ly, the annual stench of H'S from the chemistry laboratory, and the Presi- dent of the United States. l g ' . 4, , lf, Well. Hairless. seein' as how the rest of this hyar book is about them chillun's senior year ah reckon there ain't a hole lot more to be added rite now. But ah will say this: We shore had one dawgqone swell hunk of population round hyar in 44. Yurs trooly, Daisie Dawgmeat

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TILL N Sho' nuff, Hairless Ioe. ah is always available- to mah friends-fo' a price. Especially ifn it's a story of our class of 1944 yo' wants! While still holding our mother's apron strings in September, 1932, we sign- ed up in the old wooden school building that stood between the swimming pool cmd Waltham Road. Those of our class that started at Upper Arlington that year were as follows: 5 V., lanet Bailey, Nancy Baker, Iohn Best, Bob Betts, Nancy Briggs, lane Campbell, Mary Campbell, Iack Carruthers, Sally Charles, lim Crane, Mary Lou Dumbauld, Bob F idler, Peaches Geohagan, Betsy Grossman, Lou Halley, Ed Hamilton, Sarah Heming, Martha Hobart, David Iohnson, Kiehner Iohnson, Katherine Ioseph, lack Leifeld, Charles Lewis, Robert Masters, loanne Parker, Peggy Parker, Sally Parker, Mary Pollard, Marion Sanbom, Ioy Schmidt, David Williams, Monny Bennett. As we started our schooling in the barracks of Old Camp Willis of the Spanish war, we certainly never pictured ourselves twelve years later in the barracks of another war. We spent most of our time those first years racing for the swings and teeter board at recess and standing in Miss Shedan's waste basket. ln the fourth grade we made our first venture into the drama with a production of the operetta, The Land of Make Believe. Remember those rows of crepe paper daisies and roses? Sounded like a windstorm backstage. After four years we were sent into the big building, as we had longingly referred to it. That same year the community built us a new gymnasium and an auditorium. The next year, our last in grade school, was saddened by the loss of one of the class's most respected mem- bers, Dick Unckrich. Our two years in junior high sped by quickly. During the fall you could always find us boys playing football in Miller's Park. Poss- ibly it was there that part of the foundation for our team of 1943 was laid. It seems as if that was about the period we fellows began to be seen in the company of the better half of our OW class. Why, we didn't even consider a guy one of the gang unless he could chin himself from the balcony of Carol McCullough's living room. Gosh. Hairless loe, Ah'm gettin' kinda all choked up. Reckin' maybe mah hand-writin' assistant Daisie Ilawgmeat. better take over . . . Like newly born babies we blinked our eyes and awoke to the reality of life cs we plunged into our first bewildering year of high school. Our officers that first year were president, Dan Carmackg vice president, Dan Pratt: secretary, Martha Schenk, and treasurer, lim Crane. Faithfully we attended every football game, every basketball game, every track meet, and in general, tried to emulate the almighty seniors that we hoped to be someday. Of course there were times when we slipped up a little, when our restrained feelings burst like balloons: for instance, the blackjack games with I. Bailey Bush after classy eraser fights in good old 120, and dodging the evil eyes of the monitors, then stationed throughout the halls. That was the era when we girls first leamed about saddle shoes and wore our sweaters buttoned up the back. Our Iunior Hi-Y team snared the city basketball trophy. Strange and curious new words were introduced to us by Miss Schultz: pulchra puella became a common phrase upon our lips. This was also the first year that we had any experience with a minstrel show . . . remember the girls' horrible orange costumes, , orange canes and Let's All Sing Together? An- ,fp other memory of our fresh- man year was that of Ianie Miller's form sailing by the mf ground floor windows two minutes before the tardy bell. Those were the days when we had hour periods and much of our time after school was spent in the Detention Room, 229. Eagerly we trod the next stepping stone to graduation. As sophomores, we decided to dis- band our pent-up scruples and really paint the school red! We chose lim Crane, president: Dave Larkin, vice president: Peaches Geohagan, secretary: and Don Brandt, treasurer. On the part of the boys, the Available Iownes Service

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715' si' ' 4 '41, ,- l PR ml' ,CMU ,' , MW Lux -wwe M' Us, the memberz uv the gradjooatin' klas uv foty fo, do hyarby wil the folowing to u underklasmen an wimmen. STEVE SUTTON steps down from his pedestal as idol of the fifth grade. BOB BURKHART leaves his gaudy ties to Don Gerber. IOHN BEST wills his limousine to any- one possessing five good tires and a strong constitution. IIM CRANE wills to Fred Morrison his secret formula on the art of kissing homecoming queens. DICK EMERSON leaves his scientific imagination to be divided between Iohn Gerlach and Don Stewart. IOHN EAUBER left his studies for others to finish so that he might fly. EDDIE HAMILTON leaves his ideas on gym commando training methods to be publicized by the Ohio Board of Morticians. GEORGE IOHNSON gives his meek manner in dealing with athletic oppo- nents to Carlson's Raiders for their careful consideration. DAVE IOHNSON leaves his serene manner to be imitated by some future basketball manager. KENNETH KIMES leaves Walker's in search of a new perfect model for Hart, Shaffner and Kime's clothing. CHARLES LEWIS leaves Long, Ebright, and Minor to struggle along as the handsome three. TODD RIDDLE bequeaths his clear, concise method of answering physics questions to Sass Selby. IIM TRIEFON wills his track shoes to Mac Trembly for use next Hallowe'en. HARRY WATERS leaves, still very stiff from Mr. Perry's gym classes. WILEORD WOODRUFE leaves a trail of torn telephone books behind. NANCY BAKER gives her many Persian cats to any dog lover. IANE BARE wills her locker to any junior locksmith having a strong left leg. MIBBY BOYD trades her wool skirts and Upper Arlington for a grass skirt Cala Lamourl and Hawaii. PAT BYRNES leaves her quiet little giggle to be recorded and used on the Great Gildersleeve program in case of Throck's absence. MARY CAMPBELL wills her loud, bois- terous manner to Dick Wetherbee. PEACHES GEOHAGAN leaves her loose, carefree walk to Iody Meuser. ANNE GRINSTEAD leaves, as have the Grinsteads before her, with little David left to carry on the Grinstead traditions in Arlington High. SARA HEMING gives her technique for handling males to the M. P's. PATTIE MULLIGAN wills her Irish temper to Barbara Lee. IOANNE PARKER leaves her truck to Miss Mann, that she may more con- veniently carry her handbag. MARY POLLARD leaves a gray hair for every page in the '44 annual. BARBARA PRAY departs from Arling- ton, wearing a Grandview letter sweater, after only one year's residence here. LOIS RUBRECHT bequeaths her ability to acquire those beautiful black sun- tans to Helen Harder. IOY SCI-IMIDT leaves Arlington with- out a caller for future square dances.