Warren Western Reserve High School - Aurora Yearbook (Warren, OH)

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, - f+ lu11lnues 12+g11u1l:se Q Wm-m Hish School E C H 0 E S ,Nieman Tw?-an-HV-2 llllllff - trotting on the floor with him. Why you don't even know whether he can dance. i Well, for my part, I've heard enough about that bird, Dick spoke up, I move we go to Ells kitchen and eat. There was a grand rush for the door and so the discussion ended. As the time drew nearer no other topic was heard but The Game. A week before GreenWood's team began to have secret practices and every member of the team trained vigorously. At last came Saturday afternoon. It was a glorious October day, rather cold and the sky was as blue as a turquoise. The crowd which packed the stadium was a typical football crowd. Rockaway had sent over at least a thousand ,backers in a special train. All of the Greenwood inhabitants who could possibly get there had come. The air had a tense, strained quality which always marks an exciting and doubtful encounter. On one side of the stadium waved the proud bands of green and white, Greenwood's colors. On the other side the haughty streamers of blue and white floated on the wind. Then there was a sudden hush and from a side of the stadium eleven men clad in blue and white trotted forth. A mighty cry burst from a thousand throats and in a few seconds the stadium echoed with the Rockaway yell. Then from the other side eleven green and white figures came forward with uplifted heads, trotting slowly around the field. Greenwood went wild. Hats flew, horns tooted and then likea crash of thunder came the Greenwood yell: g g v Ye-a-a Team! Yefa-a-a Team! Ye-a-a Team! FIGHT! TTFIGHT! FIGHT! From that time on the stadium echoed with opposing yells, each side trying to outcheer the other. The the whistle blew. The privilege kick-off went to Rocakway. The referee shoutedi Ready, Rockaway ? All ready! came back the answer. The whistle blew and the game was on. - There was not an onlooker who could describe the first three quarters of that game with any charity. They had a dazed recollection of fumbles, forward passes, penalties and large gains. It was the closest fought match ever played in that part of the country. The men, fighting blindly and desperately, were able to do nothing, to gain nothing, the gall was like a phantom and neither side could keep it long in their possession. At the end of the third quarter the score was deadlocked at 0-0. At the beginning of the fourth quarter Roackaway received the kick-off. The ball landed squarely in the arms of Hatch, Roackaway's quarter, and with perfect interference he made an eighty yard run down the field for a touchdown. Anyone who has ever witnessed anything of this sort knows what happened. Roackaway went wild. They yelled and shrieked, laughed and cried, in a delirium ofjoy. The Greenwood rooters sat stunned and silent. Then Rock- away kicked for the point after the touchdown and missed. The ball went back for the kick-off. Suddenly the whistle blew and from the subs bench a long, lanky, awkward figure in green and white trotted towards the referee. An excited roar arose from Green- wood and cries of Giraffe Hurrah for Frayer were heard. One of the green and white players came off the field and Giraffe took his place. It was Rockaway's kick-off. The quarter received the ball, ran a few yards, was downed and fumbled! A lanky figure, miraculously transformed into a blue streak, scooped up the ball and ran thirty yards before he was downed. A tense silence settled over the crowd. Greenwood's captain lPage One Hundred and Fifteen!

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- i4:.111lfb'-zsaeumilw Q w-me-1 High School E C H O E S Nh-men 'rw-fy-ave Giraffe to the pupils of Greenwood. There was in Greenwood High a set of boys and girls who came from rather well-to-do families and who set the fashion in all the high school activities. The only persons whom they noticed were those connected with school athletics of any sort. Greenwood was especially noted for its athletic powers. In foot- ball, basketball, baseball and track the school had made its name known in every part of the surrounding country. There was only one stain on their escutcheon. The pre- ceding fall their most bitter rival in all athletic contests had snatched victory from them very graspin the annual football game between the schools. Greenwood's pupils had sulfered a terrible blow and they cherished the thought of revenge in their hearts. Every- one's interest centered on the Rockaway-Greenwood game. 'It came in the middle of the season and as the time grew near, discussions waxed hot and furious as to the out- come. Dick Prescott and Walt Adams were two of the most enthusiastic backers of the team, although neither of them played. Their favorite amusement was to gather around them their select group and then air their opinions of the team. A few weeks before the game their gang gathered at the house of Marge Ellerbe, one of the smart bunch. The whole crowd was in a hilarious mood and words Hew back and forth with excitement. Say Dick, demanded Tommy Russell, what do you think Lefty's chances are for making quarter back before the Rockaway game? He hasn't got a chance. He's too heavy for that. They've got to have a fellow that can run and is light on his feet. I- That's our only weak point interrupted Walt Adams, I'm afraid that they won't find anyone to fill the position before then. They say that the Rockaway quarter is one of the best they ever had remarked Jack Ellerbe, and ifwe don't win this game our reputation as football players will be lost. Well, chimed in one of the girls, we've won every game so far haven't we? Dick looked at her scornfully, Yes, but look who we've played! Wheaton, Home- stead and Laurel. Who couldn't beat them, huh ? I was talking to old Giraffe Frayer about it the other day grinned Jack Ellerbe, and he said he thought the only one who could ever take the quarter position was Winton. Can you imagine that? I wonder if he's ever seen a football game in his life? Isn't he the funniest boy you ever saw in you life? giggled Marge Ellerbe. None knows where he came from or anything about him. Yes, and I don't see why Coach Roberts and all the football kids are so darned nice to him either grumbled Tonny Russell. Oh I know why interrupted Walt importantly, Fritz Stein told me that the coach told 'em to be nice to him because he is his wife's cousin or something and besides he might be good material next year. I can't even imagine seeing Giraffe at a game, much less playing. H , I asked him once why he never came to the games, said Edith Williams and he said he had to work on Saturday afternoons. You know, I feel rather sorry for himnisaid Ellen Cameron, everyone makes fun of him. He asked me to go to the dance after the Roackaway game and I promised I would. . . No kidding, Ellen ? demanded Marge, Oh, I can hardly wait to see you come I Pug: One -Hundrrd and F0-uitzenl

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Warren High School E C H 0 E S ninemsn 1-we..r,,-sva could be heard barking the signals in a sure, steady voice. Then from an ensuing scramble the spectators saw the ball Hy through the air, saw a pair of long arms reach up and snatch it, saw the prettiest exhibition of dodging and running ever staged on that field and then saw a green and white streak flash over the line for a touchdown! For a full ten minutes the Greenwood side was a seething yelling mass of humanity. And then, when the ball rose straight as an arrow and flew gracefully between the goal posts. The Greenwood side looked as though a Kansas tornado had struck them. In the last few minutes of play, Rockaway fought gamely, but in vain, and the score ended 6-7 in favor of Greenwood. VVell,', remarked VValt Adams a few minutes later on the way home, I guess the jokes on us. Who would have dreamed that Giraffe was the Frayer from Clinton High ? VVell, explained Dick, the coach didn't want Roackaway to find out that he had moved to Greenwood and was going to play, so he made all the kids on the team promise they wouldn't tell and Giraffe acted sorta dumb on purpose. His plan certainly worked beautifully. I, for one, am going to apologize to Allan Frayer tonight. So that at the dance a group of red-faced boys came up to Giraffe. Gir-Frayerf' said the first boy sheepishly, I want to apologize for being so darn high-hatted towards you. I made seven kinds of a fool out of myself and I gues I de- served it. i ' Me, too, chimed in the other boys. The with a broad grin, Giraffe spoke, That's all right, I gues I musta looked kinda funny that day. From that time on Giraffe has been one of the heroes of Greenwood High. - -. i Alumni Letter By Isadore Moidel, Jan. '21 My good friends, Attorney Lewis Guarnieri and Hon. Norman Adams, have made my task this year a very difficult one. In their Alumni Letters they wrote all about the great and famous graduates of Warrn High School, exhausting, it appeared at first glance, all the possible material for a first-class Alumni Letter. Upon thinking the matter over, and feeling that the Echoes is entitled to high-class literary contributions, I felt obliged to accept the invitation land responsibilityj for the 1925 Alumni Letter. As you probably have heard and read about the great and famous Warren high school Alumni, it would be superflous for me to speak on that subject. So I have decided to take for my consideration the nearly-great and the almoust-famous Alumni of our historical institution, and write about them and their achievements, and incidentally make a name for myself in the literary world. Read on, and be content. I begin with the class of '16, May God Bless Them. The first member I think of is Theodore Grimm. He is getting along fine, being a useful member of the community -except when he is perpetrating Fords upon our innocent and unsophisticated town- folks. Francis Chapin is a college graduate. So is Ralph Loveless I understand-he who operates the famous Hotel Henry Cafeteria. Albert Guarnieri is a very successful and popular business man. james Cullinan and Earl McCaskey showed the collegiate world I Page One Hundred and Sixteen,