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

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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,

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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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1 .11 1 EQ wwimm High School E CH 0 E S Ni-mean Tw-fu-five how football really should be played. Mac is a noted football coach now. Not being much of a ladies' man, it would only be fair to the fair of this class toilet them tell you themselves how well they are getting along. E The class of '17, It boasts of Paul Frum, lawyer and Harvard graduate, jean Kemp, school teacher extraordinary, David Osborne, football hero, Clement Zipperer, well-known business Hgure, George Lewis, promising lawyer, Clyde Schell, very capable sport editor of The Tribune-Chronicle who is making a great success, Edwin Anderson, Harvard graduate, and David Wick, a leader of the Boy Scout movement and the Fourth County Commissioner. The class of '18. Think of them. Coral Backus, popular school teacher who went and got married, Peter Boyle, medical student, Salvini Guarnieri, artist, Irwin King, brilliant violinist of Cleveland, Lorena Coale, banker, Ralph jones, noted advertising manager of New York City, Claude Perry, medical student, and Adelbert Seiple, practic- ing physician by this time. A The class of '19. Robert Bean, college athlete and graduate, Bert Whitman, lawj student at Ohio State, Mary Guarnieri, college graduate, Geraldine Ford, Phi Betta Kappa student at Oberlin and well-liked East Junior High teacher, Harold Lynn, banker, Ned Brooks, one of the most brilliant writers and reporters in the United States, Lillian Kastan, night school teacher, Herbert Chinnock, connected with the City Engineering Dept., Lenore VVeir, who married the versatile Norman Adams, Marian Nesbitt, college graduate and school teacher, Bruce Powrie, one of the most promising engineers in America, and Loy Smith, banker. Truly a wonderful class. A The class of Jan. '20. Grant Copeland, afliliated with the Ohio Public Service, Percy Mansell, rising ligure in the mercantile world, Margaret Dennison, college graduate, and VVilliam McClain, college graduate and practicing lawyer. Please remember the others. The class of June, '20. Horace Hartman, pharmacist, Fred Dungan, splendid fellow and popular business man, Louis Berkowitz, medical student at University of Chicago, Collier Filler, scholar and writer, Raymond Kale, famous athlete, Helen Ridgely, who is liked by all, especially her pupils at East Junior, and Harold Williams, collegiate leader, and Paul, his name-sake, QPaul Williams,-You know himj teaches school once in a while. 4 The class of Jan., '21. Phillip Wright, the most respected man on the Cornell campus, Clarence Braunberns, great athlete, Paul Lenney, skilledartist, Taylor Boyd, Cleveland banker, David Ohl, Cornell student, Isadore Moidel, law student, Joseph Folan, college graduate, john Armour, married and a proud daddy, Esther Adams, trained nurse, and for school teachers-Jane Palmer, Ruth Rice, Olive Brown, Alice McKibben, Irene Morgan, and Marcella Geissman. Don't forget Viola Miller, Edith McFarland, Thelma Smith, Dorothy Estabrook, Martha Herlinger, and the other good- looking girls of the greatest class that was every graduated from Warren High School- in the Hrst month of 1921. The class of ,21. Uune, of coursej. Keith Scott, store manager, Archie Lewis, banker, John Skillman, engineering student, Frances Rose, who runs one of the offices in the Trumbull county court House, Justine Heasely, popular college student, Harvey Seiple, osteopath, Kenneth Gordon, law student, Marie Foley, sensational basketball IPage One Hundred and Seventenzl