Education: 1932 Maroon and Gray, State College High School, State College, Centre County, PA - Seniors Part H - Z

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 Class of 1932

STATE COLLEGE, PA.

SENIORS

HERE'S OUR GUESS

NITTANY LION INN
STATE COLLEGE, PA.

MARCH 19, 1942.

The Editor of the New York Times, New York City.

My dear Miss McDowell:

     Here is some more news for the former editor of "The Piper." Do you remember Kate Bloom, Nellie Stephens, and Florence Bowersox? As I had to make a business trip to the College, I took them along for company. We reached State last Saturday evening and were just stepping out of the plane when Kate got a good look at the pilot and discovered Bob Baker. He said he'd get a taxi for us. While he was gone, we headed for the Corner Room. To our great surprise, Jim Reed opened the door for us. He said he was the proprietor and was rooming with the Lights. He found Jack and Edna more quiet than the Duncans, although Mrs. Betty Breneman Duncan was an invaluable source of information. Jim took us to see Gregg Thompson, the chef. He was terribly changed, having assumed the traditional proportions of a cook. The head waitress then seated us. "Why, that's Virginia Leathers," I cried in surprise. Sure enough it was, and she had under her: Mary Colpetzer, Sara Dusham, Susan Houser, and Mary Kern. Just then Kate grabbed my arm and giggled. "Look out the window on Allen! There goes Bill Hoy and Lewis Harvey. And see that couple over there with half a dozen kids? They look like Edna Mae and Carl!"
     "Sure," Jim smiled, "they get along fine. Carl coaches basketball, and Edna Mae does what she pleases."
     At this point our taxi arrived, and we were whisked off to the Nittany Lion. When I came to pay the taxi driver, I put the money in the hand of Lois Shreck! She informed us that there was a very good movie on at the Cathaum that night. In the meantime the porter had arrived. We ordered him to take our baggage to our room, but since the porter was Bob Burrage, we decided he needed some aid. He went back and brought Ken Turner and Wehndel Shoff.
     After awhile we went downtown to spend the evening at the theatre and to our suprise found Madeline Shuey at the ticket booth. "Look over there," Kate squealed as she caught sight of Kenneth Bohn, Ellwood Strouse, Lawrence Snyder, and Ed Sarson in bright red suits with brass buttons down the front. Of course they ushered us to the best seats in the house.
     The picture was just starting. "Ain't Love Grand," I read out loud. "I wonder who's playing. Oh, there's the cast now." Then Kate gasped in astonishment, "Why, it says: The Passionate Lover - Albert Foster, The Lonely Maid - Lois Lowe, the Gigolo - Dolly Madison, the Villain - Kermit Hurwitz, The Burglar - Dick Fye, the Chaperon - Alice Tomlinson, and the Cruel Father - Franklin Miller.

     At this point we were fairly knocked out by a sound that bounced against the back of our heads. We all jumped up and turned around, for who wouldn't recognize the "big laughs" of '32, Betty Springer, Robert Burrage, and Hazel McCormick? They saw us immediately, and we began to talk over the heads of the two rows that separated us. But Dan Poorman and Thelma Kline soon told us to sit down. We settled down in our seats, only to be startled by the News Reel. Mr. Green and his wife, Mrs. Thelma Ebert Green, were being presented with a cup for Mr. Green's breath-taking dash. Mr. Wesley Mohnkern posed for the cameramen after his appointment as attorney for Francis Nissley in her divorce suit from her famous husband, Mr. Carl Bechdel.
     There was a funny picture, too. It was called "The Circus." "Look at the snakes on that girl's arms. Why it's Jean Abramson," Kate shouted. "And that giant is Jim Fortney, and look at Earl Corl swallowing those swords. Do you see that clown on a bicycle? It's Brinton Smith."
     "Yes, and get an eye-full of these coming attractions," I fairly gurgled. "Don't miss Deborah Fishburn in Scandal and Betty Linn in "The Private Secretary."
     Well, Virginia, after all that, I was not surprised to hear the strains of "Alma Mater" issuing from the orchestra, or to see Olin Butt and Harold Breon in the front row with Helen Rountree announced as the poetess of the organ. Nor was I startled when I heard Joseph Myers, Ross Lowder, and Paul Flood singing. It also seemed perfectly natural to see Vance Packard leading the chorus girls in the Camel Walk. The show girls were Hilda Sauers, Helen Barner, Ethel Brown, Dot Bruner, Caroline Myer, Gladys Erb, Alice Jane Parkinson, and Viola Struble.
     As we shoved our way out of the theatre we met Gertrude Gill, Evelyn Farrar, Mary Corl, Anna Corl, and Mary Dreibelbis. This was the extent of my day's experiences. Please write and tell me any more news you might have concerning the Class of '32 of dear old State High.

Your classmate,
Sara Belle Reese.

TO WHOM THIS MAY CONCERN -

     We, the class of One Thousand Nine Hundred and Thirty-two of the State College High School in the city of State College, the county of Centre, the state of Pennsylvania, being of more or less sound mind, memory, and understanding, have decided, after four years of strenuous pondering, to depart from our beloved high school and to make our own way in the world of depression. Therefore, we hereby make our last and only will and testament in the manner and form following:

FIRST - We do present to the Junior Class this fine, new school building, which the admiring population of State College gave to us in 1931.

SECOND - We hereby bequeath to the Sophomores the responsibility of overseeing the management of the aforesaid High School.

THIRD - To the Freshmen we allow the privilege of one day attaining our high standard of self-conduct and admirable scholastic ability.

FOURTH - To the newly adopted children of the seventh and eighth grades we graciously consent to their using us as models and ideals.

FIFTH - We give, devise, and bequeath the following to the faculty members:
     To Miss Morrow, a play cast without a party afterwards.
     To Mr. Hays, a happy married life.
     To Miss Strom, at least one person in each class who knows what a participle is.
     To Mr. Detwiler, the sole privilege of escorting feminine faculty members to high school dances.
     To Mrs. Le Galley, a person now and then who appreciates her soliloquies on Cicero and other dead personages.
     To Mr. Williams, the honor of teaching a class of girls the technique of Natural dancing.
     To Mr. Passmore, the dream that this is a Model High School.
     To Miss Miles, a class that always says libre-e-e, necessare-e-e, and dictionare-e-e.
     To Mr. Stover, several year's growth.
     To Mr. Miller, an extended vacation in France.
     To Miss Jones, a perfect Business Law student.
     To Coach Armstrong, a basketball team that is immune from mumps.
     To Mr. Hair, a bed in Chem. lab. and two good breaths of laughing gas daily.
     To Mr. Cropp, his M.S. degree.
     To Mr. Smith, the exclusive right to stop all Bellefonte traffic while playing "Silver Jubilee" after football games.

SIXTH - The following individuals have consented to bequeath certain characteristics to some of the remaining inmates who are "less" fortunately endowed:
     Jimmie Reed bequeaths his agreeable personality to Jerry Sudam.
     Carl Hasek bequeaths his power over the weaker sex to Bill Dye.
     Bob Burrage bequeaths his wonderful abilities to act (?) to Ralph Koon.
     Lois Lowe and "Buzz" Foster bequeath their privilege of being shadows to anyone who likes the idea.
     Sara Belle Reese bequeaths her intellectual accomplishments to Mary Taylor.
     Alice Jane Parkinson bequeaths her ambition to Emma Jane Foster.
     Jack Light bequeaths his inferiority complex to Joe Dennis.
     Hazel McCormick bequeaths her quiet and reserved disposition to Pauline Lowe.
     Gordon Duncan bequeaths a certain Junior damsel to Dick Eisenman.
     Katheryn Bloom bequeathed her even temper to jean Torrence some time ago.
     May it be known that the said Senior class, on the sixteenth day of June, A. T. (After Tribulation) do sign and seal this document and universally declare the above as our last will and testament, and here in our presence and in the presence of each other, have finally signed and sealed this parchment.

I. M. DEAD, Notary Public.