Friday, February 28, 2020

1951 WINSTON-SALEM NC High School Yearbook Gray, Reynolds, & Hanes

This yearbook is full of so much fun, it's hard to pick just a few pictures to share.

It's hard to believe that in just one generation (I guess in some families, it could be 2 or 3 generations) things have changed so much!

I do love the majorettes and their costumes.  I still enjoy twirling the baton and wish I could do it better.

Maybe you know someone in one of these pictures?  Aunt, uncle, mom, dad, or grandma?

I wish I had more time to scan more pictures, but I must get ready for work. Only so many hours in a morning.
















Thursday, February 27, 2020

1926 Flapper Heiress Divorces for Career. SCANDAL.






Front page of
THE DANVILLE REGISTER
Sunday morning, August 1, 1926

(This was published 19 days before the birth of my mom....amazing!)

Mamma Lost Him - Now Daughter's Giving Him the Air

The Red Hot Romance of the Youngest Army Captain and the Omaha Heiress.

Capt. Wylie Arnold, the Youngest of His Rank in the U.S. Army, Whose Flapper Wife now Proposes to divorce him in the interest of a career


Never take the miss when you can get the "missus," is what Wylie Arnold, youngest captain in the United States Army, has just learned.  For his wealthy young bride is about to sue him for a divorce.  And their elopement was the climax to a party in which, it was reported, the bride's mother, Mrs. Margaret Shotwell, had been about to announce her own engagement to the young officer.



It is not that the young society wife does not now love her military husband.  It's the fact that, unlike her mother, Mrs. Wylie Arnold has a career to occupy some of her thoughts.  And she has found that wedding bells and her musical education to not harmonize.

"Most every great artist has been divorced, and some as many as half a dozen times," Mrs. Arnold explains.  "Others never take the trouble to get married.  I will still see the captain after our divorce, and often, too.  We are still going to be sweethearts, but not husband and wife.  I must have my freedom to be able to go and come when I wish."

Such for the younger generation.  This time last year, however, while the youngest captain in the United States Army was learning about women, he was not learning from her, but rather from her mother.

Mrs. Margaret Badollet Shotwell, Mrs. Arnold's mother, is one of the handsomest of Omaha's society matrons.  She is also one of the wealthiest widows in the State of Nebraska.  Only a few months after her husband's recent death she became known as the best-dressed woman in the Middle West.  Her home became a rendezvous of admirers, from youthful college boys to aged financiers.  And her parties were outstanding events in society history.

Into this gay atmosphere strayed Captain Wylie Arnold, only twenty-eight, unsophisticated, handsome, with an overseas record, and a delightful personality.  The wealthy widow and the good-looking officer become close friends.  In fact, so frequently were they seen together that Omaha society began to gossip of another wedding of youth and millions.

Captain Arnold had been engaged to another Omaha girl at about that time, but the engagement was permitted to lose headway and finally die of discouragement.  Captain Arnold was given the full run of Mrs. Shotwell's elaborate garage, and was frequently seen driving one or another of her foreign cars.  The two were constantly together, at the exclusive golf and country clubs.  As Fall approached, the dashing young captain took to wearing a striking mink coast, rumored to have been a present from his wealthy friend.  By the approach of Winter, Captain Arnold was spending all his time, outside his military duties, in the company of Mrs. Shotwell.

But the way of true love never runs smoothly.  Mrs. Shotwell had a beautiful and talented daughter.  Mrs. Margaret Caldwell Shotwell.  Not only was she well known in society circles, but she had tried acting in the movies, and was a student of music.  Also she was extremely wealthy in her own right.  For a few years before, a friend of her father, John Neal, had been a frequent visitor at the Shotwell home.  Neal, who was a millionaire tobacco magnate, had taken an interest in the beautiful daughter of his friend, and upon Neal's sudden death, it was found that Margaret Shotwell was heiress to many hundreds of thousands of dollars' worth of tobacco stock.

During the six months in which Mrs. Shotwell's friendship for the young army officer had been ripening, Margaret Shotwell had been in Paris, studying music and studio life.  Shortly before Christmas time, however, she decided to return to her home in Omaha.  And her mother planned a magnificent holiday party for her reception.

The party was to be the most expensive ever given in Omaha.  Five hundred guests were invited, the entire lower floor of the Orpheum Theatre and the Hotel Fontenelle were engaged for the entertainment.  Margaret Shotwell was to play four numbers in the Orpheum show.  And most of Omaha society was certain that Margaret's mother was about to take the occasion to announce her engagement to Captain Wylie Arnold.

But somehow, Captain Wylie Arnold's heart must have been lost, strayed or stole, or maybe it was all a mistake, anyhow.  Mrs. Shotwell introduced him to her daughter, and they at once became good friends.  He stood behind the scenes while Margaret played, he followed her around during the evening.  He seemed to neglect Margaret's mother, except to remark to her about the daughter:  "She's a cute kid."

Omaha's most expensive party was a great success in many ways.  Everyone had a great time, but the mother.  Something seemed to be weighing on her mind; in fact, the more her daughter and Captain Arnold smiled and danced together, the more forced th hostess' welcoming expression seemed to become.  Finally rumors began to fly among the guests that Mrs. Margaret Shotwell would not announce her engagement that evening.

And they were right.  Margaret's mother did not announce her engagement that evening.  But Margaret herself a few days later startled Omaha by announcing her marriage.  She had eloped with the youngest captain in the United States Aarmy after a forty-eight-hour courtship.  She also announced that she was madly in love with her husband, that he was the dearest man in the whole world, and that nothing could ever separate them.  She was going to give up her musical studies, settle in Ohama, and try to live up to Captain Arnold's ideals of her.

But once Captain Arnold was safely in the Shotwell family, he began to learn som emore abou the ways of the wealthy society girls.  Mrs. Arnold soon decided not to give up her musical career that held so much promise for her.  In fact, early in the Spring she sailed for her Paris studio, leaving Mamma Shotwell and her captain in Omaha.

From Paris began to trickle back to America strange tales of wild parties at Mrs. Arnold's Paris studio and at her beautiful country chateau, where she entertained most of the notables whose names are the common property of the international gossips.  However, Mrs. Arnold herself denied the wilder of the rumors.

"You know that as long as I have money and ma an artist, I must keep pace with a certain crowd, but such stories a those of the bathing parties in the fountain and the mad dances I was supposed to have staged, lasting for days at a time, are not true at all."

However, one story she did not deny, if fact, that she confirmed, was the report that she was planning to get a divorce from her husband.  "Women cannot have both marriage and a career," she announced, "and as for me, I want a career."

All seems fair in love and war.  Two days before the news that his wife was planning to divorce him reached America, Captain Arnold was arrested with Captain W. Allen while driving into Fort Crook, where both officers were stationed.  Three bottles of liquor were found in the car, according tot the Federal agents who made the arrest.  Also with the officers werer two well-known Omaha society women, not the wives of either of the arrested men.

The arrest of the two young officers created an immense sensation throughout Omaha society.  The identity of the two women in the car led to endless gossip.  Also the question of what Margaret Arnold would say when she discovered that her husband had found another playmate while she was so busy with her "studies" in hardworking Paris.

Captain W. Allen, the other man in the car, was first to be tried.  He was convicted and sentenced to remain at Fort Crook for six months.  Captain Arnold's trial was to follow.

But before the trial could start, Omaha society was treated to another surprise.  Margaret Shotwell Arnold suddenly arrived in America, if fact, she had sailed the day after she had given out the announcement of her planned divorce.  She had not heard of the trouble her husband was in, and later insisted that it would not make any difference in her plans for a divorce.

"You see, I'm too young to take over the responsibilities of a home," she said, "and besides, I expect to make my musical debut next year. And you can see how marriage and that would work out.  Captain Arnold would have to be on this side - he is under orders you know - and my career takes me to Paris.  The two won't mix and that's all."

But a divorce has nothing to do with love.  Margaret visited her repeatedly at his quarters at Fort Crook.  She attended every day of his trial when it started.  At once time, they sought seclusion in an anteroom during a recess, and when they came out both had apparently been crying.  And when Margaret bid her husband good-by she kissed him affectionately for some time.

When Captain Arnold finally convinced the court that he had nothing to do with the liquor in the car on the ill-fated night of his arrest, and was freed, his wife rejoiced equally with him. But at the same time, the young heiress insisted that positively she would still go through with her divorce ideas.

"The captain has agreed to it, and we are still going to be sweethearts, but not husband and wife," said Margaret.  "I have talked over the affair with my mother, and she is heartily in favor of the entire arrangement."

Tuesday, February 25, 2020

1948: Communism Held Top U.S. Problem

This article was in the Monday, June 7, 1948 edition of THE HILLSDALE DAILY NEWS

COMMUNISM HELD TOP U.S. PROBLEM
Kettering Tells MSC Graduates It Cannot Mix with Democracy

East Lansing, June 7 (AP) - Michigan State College's largest graduating class in history Sunday heard Charles F. Kettering, General Motors inventive genius, describe communism as the nation's greatest problem.

Kettering, addressing the college's 90th commencement exercise, said "We have a lot of problems, but only one main problem. That is the misconception we have about communism. To compare communism and democracy, to put the two on the same platter is the most outrageous thing in the world today."

"We don't belong together," Kettering said.  "We don't think the same. We are doing entirely different things.  We have respect for each other, but no wish to go the same road.  America is the only country in the world which is a going concern today.  We are trying to do things. We will keep on going as long as you all try to be better persons."

The present is the best time in history to finish college careers, the speaker said.  "Never has there been a time of such opportunity for people who are willing to try something else. The world is in an upset state of affairs - which shows that what we have been thinking is not so."

Kettering told the 1,966 undergraduates receiving degrees and the 213 receiving advanced degrees that they should not attempt to plan their lives too far ahead, advising them to "work out the way you want to go and then lay out two or three roads on either side so that if you hit a detour you know where you're going."

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Sunday, February 23, 2020

1932 Revolt Against Medical Costs




If you think the healthcare crisis is a modern problem, think again.

This article was published in TIME magazine, March 14, 1932

That proud, introspective body, the American Medical Association, frankly calls it "the popular lay revolt against the costs of medical care."  How to lay that "revolt" is the A.M.A.'s great current problem, as it is the problem of the Committee on the Cost of Medical Care.  Last week neither the Committee (after four and one-half years' investigation) nor the A.M.A. had an effective campaign to offer.  But a couple of hospitals, to save thier heads, did something.

The solution must equate the doctor's cost of getting his prolonged education, the cost of supporting himself and family, the cost of nursing, the cost of running hospitals, and the patient's income.  Everyone concerned overweighs his own factors in the calculus of these variables.

The American Nurses Association, for example, is striving to discourage girls from entering their vocation.  Last week Dr. May Ayres Burgess of the A.M.A. complained:  "Any nurse, to make a reasonable income in her field at the present time, must either be unusually competent, unusually lucky or more skillful in personal competition than are the rank and file."  The usual fee for a private nurse has been $6 to $7 a day and found, for a 12-hour day.  But she worked on the average only three out of the five days, getting $1200 to $1500 cash per eyar.  Now nurses can be found to work for less money.  But they prefer longer hours at the standard stipend.

Johns Hopkins Hospital's gestures at economy last week was to cut wages of everyone receiving $500 or more a year.  Calculated as part of wages were the cost of full maintenance of employees.  Nurses, dietitians and department heads cost $365 per year each to feed and house; orderlies and maids $250 per year.

Some hospitals in other cities are attacking the "lay revolt" with fixed fees for all services.  The doctor need not decide whether to charge his patient nothing to $25 for an office visit, nothing to $10,000 for an operation.  When a patient gets into a "fixed fee" hospital he knows beforehand that he will pay about what Manhattan's Sydenham Hospital last week announced it would charge:

Surgical Operations:  difficult majors $100 to $150;  ordinary majors $75 to $100;  minors  $10 to $50.

Medical fees:  1st week $25;  2nd week $20;  3rd and after $15;  but not more than $150 for the entire time in the hospital.

Consultation fees:  $5

Normal child births:  $50, including one prenatal examination; instrumental deliveries, including consultations, not mroe than $150 on any one case.

Operating Room or delivery room and anesthesia:  $15

Nurse:  $3 a 24-hour day (she attends up to four patients)

Laboratory fees:  $5 to $10

Basal metabolism or cardiographs:  $5

X-ray: $5 to $35

Parallel to those moderate charges are the fees of 60 years ago, when doctors lacked x-rays, cardiographs, basal metabolism machines, laboratories, when three years of study made a boy a physician, when there was no Johns Hopkins University School of Medicine.  In A Doctor of the 1870s and 80s, recently published, Dr. William Allen Pusey, 1924-25 president of the A.M.A. reports that a Elizabethtown, Ky.,  his father, Dr. Robert Burns Pusey, used to charge:

Visits in town & office calls:  $1

Country trips:  1st mile $1, each subsequent mile 50 cents

Consultation:  $5 to $25, usually $10

Child births: $10

Operations:  minor $5 to $25; major, chiefly amputations, $25 to $100

Dislocations and fractures: $10 to $25

Between 1870 and 1886 Father Pusey's income averaged $5200 per year. That, estimates Son Pusey, was equivalent to about $13,000 in the same small town today.  "I never heard of a complaint at overcharge.  Rather, his bill was usually paid with thanks.  He id not make entries on his books of less than $1 and his accounts were settled on a cash basis.  He would tke in credit on a bill a calf, a young mule, or horse that he could use and, if he wanted something, he would buy it by preference from one of his patients and credit it to his account."

The father, according to the son, "was a rather effective businessman who looked after his affairs in a quiet way that in the end got results...I surmise that only a few people in the community had a larger income; certainly his family lived as liberally as any other.  He was indeed too generous with his expenditures, for like most doctors he did not make sufficient provision for an unproductive old age."

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Friday, February 21, 2020

1941 SOCIALISM, The Burden of Proof






THE BURDEN OF PROOF

Innumerable citizens have been and still are genuinely concerned over the trends toward Socialism and "collectivism" evident in many others parts of the world, and which appear to be threatening some basic changes in the economic philosophy of the United States itself.

In the current issue of The Nation's Business Merle Thorpe editorially makes the sound point that the overwhelming majority of the American people who approve our American economic system and principles have allowed themselves to be jockeyed into the position of the "defendant", by those who would substitute theses basic changes.

"The weakness of our cause," he says, "is that we have been jockeyed into the position of defendant. What a sorry spectacle! The burden of proof should be upon those who are changing piecemeal our institutions. They should be required to produce evidence that their program, which always calls for more political authority over the individual, has sometime, somewhere, even remotely measured up to the way of life they would supplant."

The achievements of the "American way" in the constant progress toward greater benefits to the masses of the people, stand as shining evidence of the value of that system.  Does it have to take the defensive and assume the burden of proof that it is to be preferred to the theoretical dreams and unsupported promises of the exponents of various "isms?"  There has been some trial of some of these economic theories in other lands.  The results there certainly do not support the Utopian claims of their advocates.  Those results are prima facie evidence of the inferior character of these doctrines.  Does a "defense" of the American plan still have to be put up?


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This article appeared in THE GREENVILLE NEWS, Greenville, South Carolina on Monday December 8, 1941

The words still ring true today.

Sunday, February 9, 2020

1957 MARION ELEMENTARY SCHOOL

It is with great sadness that I find these types of things at estate sales. The fact that the family didn't care to keep & preserve these precious memories saddens my heart.

My greatest hope is that perhaps they didn't even know it existed...or maybe a child or grandchild was unable to look through personal items before a sale took place...and that I can get some of these items in the hands of family members that will treasure and preserve for future generations of the family.  If not, it would be nice to get the individual pictures to a classmate, teacher, family of one of the teachers....well, you get the idea.

I tried to do some quick internet search, but there are several MARION ELEMENTARY SCHOOLS in different areas.

If you are a great internet sleuth, or perhaps you went to this school or know someone who did...help me get the word out please!  I'm sure some of the kids in these pictures would love to reminisce.  Share it with them!!!

This is the front & back cover of this cute little bound booklet.  It measures about 4-3/4" x 6"

If you know someone in any of these pictures, please feel free to add in comments on the post. If time permits, I'll add to the proper picture.  I think it would be fun to identify as many of these kids as possible.  Please feel free to share the link on family genealogy sites...



1957 Tommy Cowan, 4th Grade

MARION ELEMENTARY SCHOOL


MISS WAGNER, FIRST GRADE (1st Grade)


MRS. HEMPHILL, FIRST GRADE (1st Grade)



MRS. MORRIS, SECOND GRADE (2nd Grade)
I think the little girl in front is a brownie scout with her little beanie!


MRS. WILLIS, SECOND GRADE  (2nd Grade)
Look at the little girl scouts in their uniforms!!!  ADORABLE !!!


MRS. WILKERSON, THIRD GRADE (3rd Grade)
Check out the little boy scout in the back!


MRS. FLOWERS, THIRD GRADE  (3rd Grade)


MRS. DARK, FOURTH GRADE (4th Grade)


MRS. GRAY, FOURTH GRADE (4th Grade)
In the whole book, I think this is my favorite picture.  See the little girl in front on the far right hand side...she looks like Miss Personality.  I would love to hear about her life...I bet she was a character.


MRS. GILES, FIFTH GRADE (5th Grade)

MRS. LUCAS, FIFTH GRADE (5th Grade)
Look at the fashion forward young ladies with their bobbie socks & scarves.


MRS. McCALL, SIXTH GRADE (6th Grade)
Love the saddle-oxford shoes!!!


MRS. RABURN, SIXTH GRADE (6th Grade)
I'm guessing she was sick on picture day?  Where is Mrs. Raburn?



Saturday, February 8, 2020

1948 Detroiters Moving & MILK CARRIAGE HORSE SOLVES MYSTERY

This morning, as I read choose one of my old newspapers to read, I present to you some of the things that caught my eye.




Headline:  
DETROITERS MOVING OUT, LEAVING CITY WITHERED SHELL

by John Creecy

At a surprising speed, Detroit is moving out of town.

It is leaving behind a withered shell.

Even in the face of a severe housing shortage, the central portion of town is losing population and sections moderately far out are barely holding their own.

Only on the city's outer fringe is there growth in building and popoulation.

Soon - very soon as it looks now - even this must end.

There will be no more growth, or virtually none, within the city.  The area will grow, experts say, but seven-eighths of the growth will be outside the city limits.

as this situation develops, it is going to become more and more important to YOU.

It will make a difference in where you live, where you work, where you shop, and - particularly - how much you pay in taxes.

The outlook is that this hard-worn city of Detoit will continue to be the center of a great and growing industrial community.  

This means that Detroit must be expensively maintained and improved.

But the outlook is also that proportionately fewer and fewer of the community's population and idustries will be within the city limits and paying taxes for the upkeep of Detroit.  

Each Detroit taxpayer wil have to shoulder more and more of the burden - unless some change is made in city boundaries, or something is done to force the suburbs to help support their parent city.

Delving into city plan commission files, you get this picture of what has been going on:


  • The so-called "inner core" of Detroit - inside Grand Blvd.- has lost 17.3 per cent of its population in the last 25 years.  The decline would have been much greater but for the housing shortage
  • Downtown property, assessed at $352,600,000 in 1945, (Assessment boosts for 1948 make it somewhat higher now). There has been virtually no building downtwon since the 1920s.
Use Up Vacant Land

During the postwar building boom, Detroit has been rapidly using up its vacant land suitable for homes.

If building continues at the present rate, all land available for one-family homes will be used up within three years.

Upshot of all this is that census statisticians expect Detroit's population to remain almost stationary for the next 20 years, while surrounding area grows rapidly.

Detroit's estimated growth in this period is 51,000.  It is expected that the surrounding area will gain more than seven times as many people - or about 365,000.

The same trend exists in industrial buildings.

Within the last 10 years, the Detroit area has added 17 plants, each employing 1,000 or more persons.

Only five have been within the city limits.

A quarter century ago, nearly half of Detroit's population lived within the area surrounded by Grand Blvd.  Now less than 20 per cent of the people live there.

Main recent growth has been in what the plan commission calls the "outer ring."

This is the area west of Greenfield, north of McNichols and east of Conner and Clairpointe.  In 1920, this area held only 4 per cent of the population; now it has more than 30 per cent.

In between the "inner core" and the "outer ring" lies the section which the plan commission calls the "central belt".  The "central belt" has reached a point where population increase is almost negligible.

Right now, of all houses being built in the metropolitan area, only a little more than half are within the Detroit city limits.

The annual rate of home building in the city stands at 6.2 homes for each 1,000 population.

For the remainder of the area, it is 12.0 homes for each 1,000 population - just about twice the city rate.

Suburban cities and villages in the area are in much the same boat as Detroit.

Their building rate is 8.8 per cetn. But in unincorporated parts of the area - where residents pay only township taxes - the rate is 20.0 new homes fore each 1,000 inhabitants.



SHOCKING SITUATION REVEALED:
HAMILTON HORSE HORROR SOLVED
By Elmer Williams
Detroit Times Milk Wagon Correspondent


If it hadn't been for Alonzo, the new milk wagon horse, nobody would have ever solved teh Hamilton avenue mystery.

It seems that Alonzo, fresh and frisky from the lush, green meadows, became the successor of a long line of milk wagon horses on the Hamilton area route.

The reason Alonzo had so many predecessors was that one after another they all refused to corss Hamilton at Oakman boulevard.

Report Strange Things
Milk wagon drivers reported strange thins to the people in the front office.

"It's no use," they would say.  "I can't get old Joe to cross Hamilton.  Every time we approach that intersection he acts like he's seen a ghost.  He just lays his ears back and hightails for the barn.  yesterday he clipped off a fire hydrant and two fenders."

So old Joe would be replaced the next day by Gloria, or Barney, or Fanny, but one after another they proved themselves unable to dope with that eerie corner.

Along Came Alonzo
Until along came Alonzo, full of oats and enjoying his first sights in the big town.

"Giddap!" yelled the driver and Alonzo stepped forth gaily into Hamilton.

There are many schools of opinion over whether Alonzo turned two complete somersaults or just one.

Anyway, he went high in the air and then came down in the shafts with a fearful crash.  Alonzo lay on his back, with his hooves aloft, looking very much like Primo Carnera about the third round.

Pretty soon he rolled over and got his front shoes in contact with the pavement again, very much like Primo after the count of 10.

A friendly gas station attendant came out and offered to help the driver get Alonzo back in the perpendicular.

"I'm an old farm boy," said the volunteer.  "You grab his head and I'll twist his tail."

It Looked Easy
"Upsadaisy!" yelled the former tiller of the soil, but the rest was silence.  Both the driver and his helper were sprawled out on the pavement, wondering why in heck somebody didn't turn off the switch.

Pretty soon they were helped back on their feet and poor Alonzo was hauled off to his oats in a big truck.

The he denouement didn't come until Edison engineer J.J. Mulhavey surveyed the scene and discovered DSR workers had left low voltage wires exposed to the under-pavement when streetcar tracks were removed.

Alonzo's iron shoes did the rest.






Friday, February 7, 2020

January 2, 1955 SUGARBOWL Ole Miss vs. Navy

These clippings are from
THE TIMES-PICAYUNE
NEW ORLEANS STATES

Sunday, January 2, 1955

Miss Janet Kerne, daughter of Dr. and Mrs. Leo J. Kerne of Thibodaux, and a student at St. Mary's Dominican College, is crowned Miss Sugar Bowl by Bernie J. Grenrood, president of the New Orleans Mid-Winter Sports Association, during halftime ceremonies at the Navy-Ole Miss game Saturday.  Among the top Naval officials who saw the Middies defeat the Rebels were (right photo) Secretary of the Navy Charles S. Thomas (left) and Admiral Robert B. Carney, chief of naval operations.










Miriam Stevenson, Winnsboro, S.C., beauty who won the Miss Universe contest last summer, rides the Long Beach float in Saturday's Tournament of Roses at Pasadena, Calif.  More than 200,000 fresh flowers decorate the float.