Yale High School - Bulldog Yearbook (Yale, MI)

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CLASS HISTORY ( Continued ) • lhat ' ' AH w° rk and no play makes Jack a dull boy” and not wishing to so classify, had a big party. Also wishing to be different we went to Lake Pleas- ant and had a most enjoyable time with the mosquitoes. Our Senior passengers were about to leave us so we bid them farewell with the Junior-Senior ban- quet which was a big success. Some had the misfortune to lean over too far and we lost them in the deep sea we tried to rescue them but they were picked up by another boat and will be arriving later. We again boarded the ship and were on our way as Seniors. We were by ourselves in the Salon specially reserved for us with Mr. Davis and Miss Ny- strom as our host and hostess. Here again the Captain changed, this time to Helen Graves, and Elsie Bybee as first mate, Lucille Carless as second, and Ev- erett Shaw as purser. The last and most important isle of all was Senior Isle, or die Land of Owls, which the travelers reached in safety. From here on Morton Clark, Eleanor Durski, and Alvin Shaw were with us. We immediately began thinking of the money business again. After we had searched the whole school Vi- 3 60 i PUt ° n an Amateur Hour. We Seniors are shouldering the respon- sibility of The Loom,” which we hope is a great success. Just before the holi- days we decided to make merry so we gave a Christmas Dance much to the happiness of the voyagers. About this time the passengers decided they should ha ve some part in the governing so Elsie Barr and Morton Clark were selected to represent the Seniors on the Constitution Committee for the Student Coun- cil. After long arguments and controversies the Constitution was ready to be voted on. It was passed and Lois Middleton, Allen Boughner, and Everett Shaw were elected to the Student Council by the Senior pupils. The last example of our good work was our class play, ‘ ' Shirt Sleeves,” whiich we presented before a packed house and enthusiastic audience, February 4. I he play was directed by Miss Nystrom. We are looking forward to the Junior-Senior Banquet and to receiving our diplomas. At the end of the fourth year, a long roll of forty-five names, very cred- itable to the Seniors, was made out, telling who had absorbed the most know- ledge during the voyage, and at the end of this same year they found that Sen- ior Isle was also the stepping-off place into the vast territory of the Promised Land. I he stepping-off place was named Graduation. And now the four long years have passed; the Freshmen of 1934 are the bemors of 1938. They have had many experiences during their voyage, of which the enjoyable ones far outweigh the unpleasant ones. As the Seniors see the hor- izon from the stepping-stone of Graduation, they see many conquests to be made, and they believe that in the future, as in the past, they will show them- selves ready for any test that may be put to them. We go forward into the world to seek success remembering the For-eet- me-not. ° 6 — Elsie Barr. 17

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CLASS HISTORY • In the fall of ’34 thirty timid boys and girls recruited from Brockway, Wendt, Greenwood, Bullock, Carless, and many other districts, made reserva- tions on the Senior Graduation ’38. With the twenty-three Yale pupils this made a total of fifty-three Freshmen who were going on this long journey. Allen Boughner, Elsie Bybee, Jack Colden, Everett Shaw, Phyllis Meharg, Charles Radloff, Marvin Chandler and Elsie Barr had been shipmates ever since they had started out on their educational cruise in ’25. The ship set sail proudly bearing floating banners of blue and old rose and the motto, We lead, others follow.” Mr. Fuller was our traveling consult- ant and guide, who was busy teaching and preparing us for the long journey ahead. Captain Stuart Ostrander; first and second mates, Margaret Armstrong and Glenford Palmateer, were hospitable to us. The first port reached was Freshman Isle. We were enchanted by its charms and had a wonderful time. Some of the highlights of the island were our Get Acquainted Party,” the Beach Party, and our big Roller Skating Party. Some were loath to depart and took no heed of the ship when it sailed away. Next fall at the sound of All Aboard” we found ourselves being shown to our place by Captain Al Boughner. The ship was piloted by Mr. Whitney. The three stewardesses, Phyllis Meharg, Berenetta Park, and Jennie Harla, saw to it that we were always comfortable and were enjoying our trip. When we landed at the Sophomore Isle we found many things difficult. Here we were glad to have Beatrice Ryder from Port Huron and Anne Jerlecki from Mem- phis join us for the rest of the trip. We had a wider variety on our menu with Geometry instead of Algebra. Here we began thinking that we would need some spending money when we embarked upon the Promised Land. The girls donned their aprons and went to the kitchen where they baked some very de- licious cakes and pies for the Bake Sale. This was the first money we put into our treasury. Since the girls were so ambitious about doing their task the boys were hosts at a Weiner Roast at the lake. To while away our idle hours we de- cided to put on a Sophomore Carnival. Preparations began in May with the play Aunt Sophronia at College,” under the direction of Miss Behling. The Big Carnival came off June 17, and was enjoyed by everyone. When we began the third lap of our journey we had some new passen- gers, namely Treasure Groat, Irene Hillicker, R. G. Taylor, Doris Utter, Viola Young, Clarence Fair and Jean Sparling. Coach Hanna safely piloted the ship this time. At last Junior Isle was reached, and all of the voyagers landed and spent a very pleasant year. Here the Captain changed to Kenneth Kook with Lois Middleton as first mate and Jim Old as second. It wasn’t very long be- fore we Juniors proudly flashed our rings and pins with our initials and Y. H. S. on them. To keep the financial end of the trip going we sponsored a Roller Skating Party by which we profited well. This was a very interesting year with some of us peeking at Caesar’s ghost, while others were learning why we stayed on the ground instead of flying off. About this time we reached the conclusion ( Continued on next page) 16

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CLASS PROPHECY The time is 195 8, Lois and Anne, two bachelor girls, have just returned from an extended trip and are seated in their cottage talking over their ex- periences. Lois: My, it’s good to be home again. It seems as if we’ve been away from our dear little cottage for years. You know I’m glad that the first place we visited was Yale because we certainly did meet many of our schoolmates in our old home town, didn’t we? Weren’t you surprised to see Thelma Beal, or what is her name now? Anyway I feel very sorry for that hen-pecked husband of hers. Their hotel is very accommodating, but didn’t you notice how uncom- fortable the beds were? It was very good of her, though, to give us informa- tion about the whereabouts of some of our other classmates. I was surprised to see Jean Sparling as an auburn-haired beauty parlor operator. Can you ima- gine Jean dyeing her hair red? This was quite a contrast to the plain housewife that I expected her to be. The farmers around Yale certainly are prosperous, especially George Graves. He and Ida seemed very contented with their family of six children. They were quite obliging to take us to see the former Marion Collins, now happily settled in a cottage built for two in Avoca. After leaving each other in Yale and taking our pre-arranged tour, where did your journey lead you? Anne: You can’t imagine what interesting contacts I made on that trip. The minute I arrived in Detroit I looked up the society matron Berenetta Park and her husband, Jack Colden, who reside in one of the most exclusive resi- dential sections of Grosse Pointe. That evening they entertained me as guest of honor at a dinner at which Senator Chandler and his practical wife, the for- mer Helen Graves were present. Across the table sat Clarence Fair, slightly greyed, but spots of red hair could still be discerned, one of the most promin- ent business men of Detroit. Later in the evening Helen and I escaped from the group to talk over our school days. To my astonishment she informed me that in a nearby hospital a few of our acquaintances held positions. Therefore on the following day I visited there. As I was walking through the halls, whom should I meet, but those two inseparable pals of those dear old schooldays — Treasure Groat and Irene Hilliker — the ideal nurses. They told me that their career was their sole ambition, and then directed me to a ward where I beheld the white-clad figure of Charles Radloff as doctor, well up on his way to becom- ing a heart specialist. But I would like to hear more about your trip. Lois: When I left you I had the most unusual experience. As I was riding along on a cool spring morning, at a distance I saw a peculiar looking indivi- dual. Coming closer the features of this person seemed familiar. On still closer observation I recognized this country tramp to be Tom Mullaney. He rode with me to the next town while we talked over the good times we used to have in Yale High School. When I left Tom, I came in view of a little white church. There seemed to be a service going on so I stopped in and who should be the pastor, but Rawland Clemens, eloquently preaching a sermon! What were some of your experiences when you left Detroit? (Continued on next page )