Class of June 1930

This yearbook, along with those from June 1931 and June 1932, were donated by Susan White Shuff. Her mother, Laura T. Pernier, of 441 Royden Street, was a member of the June 1932 class.

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Phil Cohen
July 3, 2012

Camden High School has a long and distinguished history. Many of its graduates went on to careers in public service in the city, to success in business, sports, and in the arts. As time goes by, I will be adding pictures, news articles, and other material about Camden High School.

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Phil Cohen



We, the members of the Purple and Gold Committee, do submit with pleasure, this interesting edition of the yearbook of the January Class of Nineteen Hundred and Thirtytwo. In planning this yearbook, we have tried to present our life in Cam<kn High School as nearly realistically as possible, and we hope that in the future you will receive as much pleasure from its contents as we have had in planning it. . 


Elmer Blaha  Gladys Britt   

Arthur Blaker

Rae Dzick 

Harold Boogar

Helen Feltman
Herbert Cades  Helen Grzesiak
Antonio Cioffi Eleanor Homan
Hadden Dollar Nellie Lucas 
Arthur Glass Lillian MacDonald
Paul Goss 

Dorothy MacLauchlan  

Thomas Gramigna Minette Newton 
Harold Heine Mary Petty
Preston Lipsitz

Mildred Pratt  

David Lutz Edna Rosenberg
Elias Teitelbaum Ida Sherman
Herbert Widell

Ruth Siris  

Ruth Stewart

Helen Szymankiewicz

Clara Stewart Burrough

Class Officers of 1930



Vice-President Secretary


Red and Gold

Red Rose

Forward Always

The President's Message to the Graduating Class


As we stand at the threshold of a new life, looking back at our high school days, what happy memories come back to us! The prom, the parties, the plays, the games! Our three years at Camden High have been active ones, filled with happy friendships, stimulating aspirations and persevering achievement. The thought of these associations can never be erased from our hearts. Through them we have built a foundation for our ideals, dreams, and standards. We have ore-pared ourselves for a new life in a world entirely different from our sheltered one at school. The future awaits us, mysterious and alluring, though there ,are many obstacles to be surmounted and barriers to be broken.

But as we strive on, let us meet and accept our hardships as the means by which our character will be strengthened, our viewpoint broadened, and our faculties made sensitive to the opportunities surrounding us. Our reactions in this new world will depend upon what we have secured from our high school experiences.

By our graduation, we now become freshmen in that greatest of all universities- life. Our three years at Camden High (all too fleeting) have served as stepping stones to success. Success! that shall be our goal in office, in school and in shop.

Together, we have lived, loved, laughed and wept, and though the years may tend to draw us far apart, let us never break those bonds of friendship which bind us so closely.

When the call goes forth for reunion, let us make it one hundred per cent, "lest auld acquaintance be forgot and days of auld lang syne." So here's farewell to our joyous, our glorious high school days!

Joseph Newmeyer


Harold L. Adelman Pauline Aker Anna Anderson
1371 Park Boulevard 2725 Carman Street 496 Newton Avenue
Edith W. Anderson Ruth C. Armstrong Reba Azoff
432 Garden Avenue Pennsauken 1323 Haddon Avenue
Madeline Mary Barteld Charles Berger Eva M. Bevis
3004 Porter Road 805 Broadway Pennsauken
Margaret Bierfreund Elmer Blaha  Maude A. Crane
621 Linden Street 1044 Lois Avenue 348 Kaighn Avenue
Florence Blaxland Lewis Block Harold E. Boogar
1140 Langham Avenue 510 North 9th Street Bailey Street
Marian M. Bridegum Gladys Britt Helen Brown
Pennsauken 3076 Carman Street 631 Bailey Street
Margaret Louise Burgett B. Franklin Bussard Herbert N. Cades
903 Pearl Street 911 North 7th Street 2591 Baird Boulevard
Eva Caplan Olga Cinkowski Antonio R. Cioffi
1207 Locust Street Delaware Township (Cherry Hill) 325 Mt. Vernon Street
Edwin John Clark Jr. Maurice B. Cohen John A. Comfort
1118 Princess Avenue 576 Broadway 1426 Belleview Avenue
Marion May Connor E. Wayne Covert Jennie D'Alessandro
646 Cedar Street 601 North 7th Street 415 Beckett Street
David C. Dare Adam Derengowski Dorothy Deyhle
444 Carteret Street 1197 Lansdowne Avenue 2882 Constitution Road
Magdalene M.E. Dietrich Anna C. DiNisio W. Hadden Dollar
1239 Kaighn Avenue 1042 South 4th Street 408 Cooper Street
George Edmund Duble Rae Dzick Nathan Enten
213 North 28th Street 3910 Westfield Avenue 101 North 21st Street
Helen Elizabeth Feltman George F. Finnie Doris Fisher
Woodlynne 1830 Linden Street 1921 North 4th Street
Americk Frank Ira Franklin Margaret Elizabeth Frome
559 Viola Street 1411 Kaighn Avenue 413 North 2nd Street
William H. Gahm Francis Pechin Gallagher Katherine M. Gilbert
531 Erie Street 623 North 2nd Street 822 State Street
Charles John Glaser Jr. Arthur M. Glass Dorothy Glassmire
424 Haddon Avenue Pennsauken 716 North 9th Street
Louis David Gordon Evelyn Mae Gorlen Paul B. Goss
536 Kaighn Avenue 225 Broadway 1365 Princess Avenue
Thomas C. Gramigna Alma M. Gray Florence Greenberg
1164 Morton Street 2722 Thompson Street 702 Broadway
Joseph Gricco Harry S. Grimley Carl Gurtcheff
408 Stevens Street 1122 North 32nd Street 424 South 7th Street
Helen Agnes Grzesiak Virgil R. Hailey Muriel Angus Hall
920 Mechanic Street 424 Washington Street 629 York Street
Franklin H. Hambleton Jr. Helen H. Harris Milton H. Harvey
Pennsauken 122 State Street 1109 Empire Avenue
Harold Bernard Heine Eleanor P. Hess Herbert Hilliker
1510 Baird Avenue 1368 Park Boulevard 320 Bailey Street
Eleanor Marilyne Homan Helen Elizabeth Hunter William A. Ivory
1118 North 28th Street 621 State Street 47 South 42nd Street
Joseph Dosett Jackson Jr. Frederick A. Johnson Jr. Benjamin Jones
Pennsauken 1100 North 18th Street 717 Cherry Street
Ruth A. Keller Esther Kellett Tillie Kleitman
2739 Arthur Avenue 879 Tulip Street 1033 Atlantic Avenue
Flora K. Knohr Margaret Celeste Koeller Stephen S. Kozuhowski
917 Howard Street    Pennsauken 1017 Lansdowne Avenue
Max B. Krichev Ruth Label Edwin Lacy
884 Ferry Avenue 1587 Park Boulevard 2740 Carman Street
Arthur E. Landolt Kathryn Langley George Larsen
555 York Street 563 Washington Street 727 Florence Street
Doris LeBeau ELizabeth Harriett Libby Preston Lipsitz
2934 Yorkship Square 3003 Carman Street 1256 Magnolia Avenue
Thomas Lockhart Robert Harold Loving Nellie Grant Lucas
1181 Octagon Road

809 Carpenter Street

620 West Street
Samuel Lukoff David Lutz Helen MacDonald
925 Point Street Pennsauken 226 North 8th Street
Lillian Gertrude MacDonald Dorothy M. MacLauchlan Thaddeus Major
1618 Fillmore Street 1002 Cooper Street 1120 Kaighn Avenue
Robert S. Marsh Moses Leonard McCall William Robert McClelland
1618 South 5th Street 774 Walnut Street Pennsauken
Sidney P. McCord Jr. Helen Lorraine Megargee Robert Meyer
432 South 6th Street Woodlynne 1414 Belleview Avenue
R. Stewart Miller Elizabeth Minter Harry Frank Mintzer
431 Penn Street Pennsauken Woodlynne
Shirley Irene Myers W. Charles Nelson Jr. Joseph Newmeyer
903 North 8th Street Pennsauken 2618 River Avenue
Minnette B. Newton Lillian Odensen Vivian L. Ore
2746 Hayes Avenue 535 Bailey Street 548 Line Street
Anthony Vincent Parassio Harry G. Peters Thaddeus Major
1352 Van Hook Street 1407 Baird Avenue 572 Washington Street
Willim R. Peterson Jr. Mary Elizabeth Petty L. Elbridge Pfeister
12 South 33rd Street Haddon Heights Pennsauken
Woodrow Powell Mildred I. Pratt Lillian Price
151 North 26th Street 863 Lois Avenue 445 North 38th Street
Frank Redshaw Mae Ricco Kathryn Dorothy Riegel
223 Erie Street 1472 Bradley Avenue Delaware Township (Cherry Hill)d
Ivy Rosamond Rielly Leon K. Rittenhouse Hermione Robinson
134 South 33rd Street 1457 Bradley Avenue 1402 Broadway
Edna Rosenberg Edith Rosner Edna O. Royer
1709 Park Boulevard 1464 Belleview Avenue 252 Morse Street
Frank S. Sanderson Herman Schaevitz William A. Schley
638 Bailey Street 1311 Haddon Avenue 907 Central Avenue
Frfederick Schopf Catherine Schultz Evelyn Lavinia Schwolow
530 Erie Street 707 Walnut Street 1407 Kaighn Avenue
Marie Seidelman Dorothy M. Sexton Edward Shaen
3426 Fairfax Drive Pennsauken 1448 Haddon Avenue
Dorothy Shanen Lillian Jeanette Sharp Ida Sherman
1488 Kenwood Avenue 819 Morgan Street 715 Ferry Avenue
Samuel Sherman Catherine E. Simpson Ruth Siris
1250 Haddon Avenue 812 Walnut Street 1701 Park Boulevard
Beatrice Slutsky Ralph Wilson Smith Ruth Siris
1232 Empire Avenue 716 New Street 334 Benson Street
Eva C. Stewart Ruth Perkins Stweart Leon Sussman
Pennsauken 429 Carteret Street 1701 Haddon Avenue
Joseph Szelangowski Helen J. Szymankiewicz Elias Teitelbaum
Serdian and Cope Street 1505 Mount Ephraim Avenue 207 Federal Street
Sylvia E. Teitelman Vivienne E. Thompson Eleanor B. Turner
1411 Ormond Avenue 1130 South 9th Street Pennsauken
Philip S. Van Hook H. Elliot Wakeman II Mildred Sara Walker
309 South 6th Street 571 Royden Street 114 Pearl Street
Frances E. Warren Nila E. Welch Helen Golden Weldin
902 South 6th Street 718 North 8th Street 1112 North 28th Street
Eric Herbert Widell Cathleen A. Winkler Robert P. Wills
Woodlynne 2937 High Street Pennsauken
T. Weston Wilson Sophia Yakaski Reuben Zubrow
434 Jasper Street 433 Atlantic Avenue  Woodlynne


June Who's Who

Most Popular Girl             
Most Popular Boy              
Prettiest Girl                          
Handsomest Boy                  
Best Blusher, Girl           
Best Blusher, Boy         
Cutest Girl                      
Cutest Boy              
Best Natured Girl         
Best-Natured Boy           
Most Bashful Girl             
Most Bashful Boy           
Class Athlete, Girl            
Class Athlete, Boy               
Most Dependable Girl          
Most Dependable Boy      
Class Baby Girl                      
Class Baby Boy                        
Best Giggler, Girl               
Biggest Giggler, Boy                  
Class Juliet                                 
Class Romeo                        
Most Studious Girl      
Most Studious Boy            
Class Scribe                    
Class Artist                   
Class Musician, Girl           
Class Musician, Boy         
Wittiest Girl                      
Wittiest Boy                      
Noisiest Girl                      
Noisiest Boy                   
Class Orator                   
Most Dignified Girl           
Most Dignified Boy          
Class Actor                  
Class Actress                
Class Optimist             
Class Songster             



A Glimpse of the Past

LIFE has been compared to a golf game by Barry Connors (playwright of "The Patsy") when he stated that "when four play it is a foursome, when two play it is a twosome but when you play alone it is a lonesome." However, this game has never been compared with the amazing history of the Class of June, 1930, although such a simile may be easily made.

When we first entered Camden High many of us played on different "courses," but most o-f us made it in "par." When we first "teed off" we looked more insignificant than when we had been caddies. We encountered only two barriers before we reached "the first hole" and one of these was very small. First barrier was in the form of a "huge sand pit" known to the ordinary players as "Drudgery" but was commonly called "Biology" by the professionals. A little later on we were somewhat stumped by an addition to the "course" which we had never before known. This hindrance was known as "Elocution" and it stimulated the nervous system of all the participants.

After finishing "the first hole," a few of us became famous for our extraordinary playing but most of us were just the ordinary golfers. Two of the most famous ones were Sam Sherman and Helen Feltman.

On our way to "the second hole" the playing seemed a bit easier for we now understood the rules of the "course," and we had just returned from a ten weeks' intermission which we had been granted because of our untiring efforts in making "the first hole." However, we were still encountering barriers and this time the foremost one was known as the "Forest," for in it we found the "Geome tree" and the "Chemis tree." By diligent playing we soon overcame these barriers and near the end of the "fairway" we sat down to rest awhile and watch some of our clever classmates play "Lend Me Five Shillings," which was a very amusing demonstration. After this performance we pursued our "course" until we came to the "green" which the professionals persisted in calling "Comprehensive Tests." About fourteen days after we had arrived at "Comprehensive Tests" we completed "the second hole."

As long as we had played thus far so well we decided to finish this short course by playing "the third and last hole." At the beginning of this "hole" we were warned by our instructors that this was the hardest "fairway" of the whole "course" and so we must develop enough muscle to carry us through this "difficult play."

The Board of Directors, being thoughtful people, gave us another leave of absence which was known as vacation. At the end of this intermission we gathered together and started out on a fairway which appeared to be smooth and even but which proved to have many rough spots. Some of our huskier members preferred to continue their way in football and basketball and so we parted with several.

When we first started to "tee off" we were delayed by two rather prominent and conceited gentlemen, Edmund Burke, Esq., and David Saville Muzzey, Ph.D. They flattered themselves if they thought they could stop us for even a short period for we soon left them to learn different. Perhaps the greatest and most despised barrier of the whole "course" was known as "Physics." This barrier was in the form of a weak bridge composed of several "electric generators'' and some very "simple cells" underneath which was a "creek" of "protons" and "electrons." The main purpose of this "barrier" was to hinder all the poor players and the object was to hit the ball across the bridge without letting it fall into the water. The majority of us managed to "gauge our distance, keep our eyes on the ball, head down (in our books) and follow through" (with a grade of D). Here again, we rested for awhile and viewed with our utmost interest "The Cinderella Man."

It was about this time that we decided something must be done about recording the history of this game played so admirably by our class and so we proceeded to have the semi-annual interview with Mr. Zamsky. Incidentally, it was also about this time that our muscles began to tire from such strenuous work and we began to notice Purple and Gold bruises among many of our classmates.

Finally, we reached the "green" of the last "hole" and the spectators decided to give us a big public affair which they would call "Graduation." Of course we were all very much excited about this affair and proceeded to prepare for its arrival by "putting" around "the green" to the tune of "The Prayer" from Cavalleria Rusticana. We practiced it continually until our tongues became sharp and our voices flat.

Graduation day soon arrived and we awkwardly walked forth to gather to our bosoms the most desired "sheepskin." Quite a few of our players did not return in time for graduation as they were still out hunting lost balls.

At this stage of the game many members of our class stopped playing but most of us started on another "course" in order to become "professionals."

And so ended one of the greatest games of golf. It was a game enjoyed by all and yet all results were well earned.



A Scene From "The Cinderella Man"


A Glimpse of the Future

THE day appointed for the convention of the "Fewpillsmorebills" Doctors of the United States was a close, sultry day in September, 1945. The medical men, carrying their brief cases, entered the enormous building which stood on the corner of Twenty-ninth and Blaha Avenues, Camden, N. J. I looked around the spacious hall and recognized a few fellow-sufferers who had graduated in the good ole year of '30. There was Joe Newmeyer, still holding his red head high, Adam Derengowski, Arthur Glass and Samuel Sherman. Each in his turn, we were relating what had happened to us in the past few years. Suddenly, a young man rushed frantically into the banquet hall. He tried to tell us what it was all about. It appeared that he had just made a great discovery. Between his "Eurekas" and other goofy jubilancies, we gathered that a great, indeed a very great medicine' had been perfected! This God-sent conglomeration of prescriptions would enable mankind to discover the secret of the soul, what was beyond death, and even what was above the highest cloud. It all seemed like a mjadman's nightmare. However, since it was quite an unexpected diversion, we all lent our ears. All that one had to do was to swallow the eye of a rabbit, the white of a robin's egg, six ounces of cactus juice, five and two-thirds drops of nitric acid, four grains of pollen from a sun flower, one leaf of a four leaf clover, fourteen drops of milkweed, three drops of sulphuric acid and one tablespoon of verticello. The young inventor excitedly cried out, "Who wishes to go down in history as my colleague, as the cojleague of Herbert Cades?" No one was particularly keen on drinking this charmed potion. So they settled back into their original sleeping positions. Then this super-human came up to me. ''Young man" said he, "you are just the one!" Before I could get up to protest, for li am small you know, he grasped my hair, forced my head back, yanked my teeth apart, and down my throat slid a nauseating slimy fluid. I struggled; I tried to get up; my feet wouldn't move. I could hear a lot of boisterous ho-hoing. I tried to see; my eyes were dimmed. I tried to push this person away. Then. J felt as though I had become as light as a feather. My head swam; I had lost equilibrium. Then, since I had the weight of one ounce, I was lifted from my feet—a soft wind fanned my face—my feet seemed to be very, very far away and a great distance back of me. I realized that I was moving; I was passing houses and high steeples. Suddenly a new wind caught me up and I wanted to know where I was. Looking over the edge, I could see nothing but signs:

Gift Shop—Helen MacDonald, Prop. 
Maurice Cohen—Practical Pharmacist 
Gramigna's Gym for Gigantic Men 
Louis Gordon—Attorney-at-Law 
Best Bonds—See Bussard 
Bridegum's Beauty Baths

Where was I ? Didn't I know some of these people ? Perhaps they wouldn't know me now. I felt queer, so I must be beyond recognition. Just then a gust carried me up. I was going at an acceleration of at least six hundred miles per second. A strong wind carried me swiftly away from all land. There was water beneath me—ah! a ship. A man was scrubbing the lower deck. Perspiration was rolling from his forehead. As he stood up, I could see his face. It was Tony Cioffi — actually working. Just then a gust of steam came out of the large pipe and I was off again. By this time, convinced that I was invisible, I enjoyed my new adventure. I was skimming the water at a slow pace when a yacht came into view— Oh! "The Sextonion." There was Dot Sexton, promenading on the deck arrayed in beautiful clothes. She had a large party on board but the only other merrymakers I recognized were Doris LeBeau who was chatting gaily with Howard Wakeman and Peg Burgett. I was enjoying watching them when I was given a strong push. I traveled fast. Soon I saw land. Houses, churches, large office buildings rushed by. It seemed I was going to bump, but no, I went right through the open window. It was the large real estate office of Hilliker and Nelson, Inc. Seated at the typewriters were Helen Weldin, Madeline Barteld and Ruth Armstrong. I tried to call to them but in vain. Just then the pretty Helen sneezed and out I went.

Again I saw a multitude of electric signs :

"Peters Brothers for Better Sport Clothes"
"Van Hook's Book Shop" 
"Weston Wilson Willing to Win Club Plan" 
"Hambleton and Gahm Business College"

On the corner stood a tailor shop — oh, the proprietor steps out. Lockhart himself ! Near the opposite corner was a small bungalow. Who was that sitting in the sun parlor ? Oh ! Ruth Myers. Could it be that she was married ? A companion steps into the room. Look who it is. Eva Bevis, looking very trim and proper in her French outfit. It was such a pleasant place that I decided to stay awhile. Much to my delight Ruth was entertaining that day — a small bridge party. The guests, it appeared, were all former members of our class. I recognized them in turn as Helen Brown, Muriel Hall, Vivian Ore, Margaret Koeller, Edith Rosner, Ruth Keller, Betty Libby, and Eleanor Turner. They were quite a merry group. The Bevis girl slammed a door and out I went into the streets again.

Something fell on my head. I looked down at my feet and there lay an iron girder. Huh, wonder where that came from. Oh, there was a new building being constructed. On the girder was a plate on which I could see plainly engraved Jackson and Jones, Steel Manufacturers. A huge sign stood on the building lot telling the world that the owner of this mammoth edifice-to-be was Thaddeus Major and the contractors, Block, Berger and Boogar.

Much to my surprise I found myself hooked on to the back of a Zubrow Special. I looked at the spare tire. It was a McCord — good for 20,000 miles. The automobile passed a corner. Standing there directing traffic was Patrolman Woody Powell, pointing in various directions, evidently 'explaining something to Moses McCall. On we rushed through the metropolis. Suddenly the driver applied his Americk Frank brakes and off I fell! I looked up. Here I was at the courthouse. Shaen was at the door, his large arms stretched across the doorway keeping the crowd in check. The newspaper reporters were at the head of the line. Who were they but Vivienne Thompson, Harry Grimley and Helen Harris with their pencils busily jotting down notes. Behind them stood Leon Rittenhouse, Edwin Lacy and Harold Adelman, camera men. I slipped by Shaen and up into the front row. The judge came into the courtroom. Bill Peterson himself ! The district attorney and his assistant were Clark and Sussman. Clark, our dignified drum-major, was pleading for the preservation of certain valuable manuscripts written by John Comfort, Helen Grzesiak, and Esther Kellett, decrepit paintings by Ralph Smith, Katharine Gilbert and Cathleen Winkler. The clerk in the courtroom I recognized as George Finnie. Several stenographers were busily taking shorthand notes of the trials proceedings. At a glance I recognized them as Elizabeth Minter and Marion Connor. The trial ended and the jury brought forth the verdict that these gems of art be preserved in the Dudley Grange Mansion. As I was leaving the courtroom, I collided with Paul Goss, immaculately dressed as usual, who was telling his companion, Flora Knohr, that he had just cleaned up on McClelland's Oil Stocks.

I wandered aimlessly along Broadway, which had been renamed Blaha Avenue for the great scientist Elmer Blaha, When I saw Nellie Lucas and Dot MacLauchlan entering Heine's large new department store. I followed them and as I passed the glove counter I saw Ruth Siris being fitted for custom-made gloves.

Walking on I passed an impressive looking person who, when he turned around, I saw to be Elias Teitelbaum, store detective. Then I took the elevator and went up to the toy department. There was Steve Kozuhowski wrestling with an Erector set. I watched a new toy being demonstrated. Upon inspection the automatically moving monkey proved to be a masterpiece invented by Mintzer, Meyer and Murphine. Faint strains of an orchestra reached my ears. In order that I might not miss anything, I made my way into the broadcasting station. George Mitchell gave Pfiester the signal to plug in the hook-up and then in beautiful tones announced a number to be played by Dare's orchestra. The next number on the program was to be rendered by a quartet composed of Magdalene Dietrich, Rae Dzick, Eleanor Hess and Betty Petty. The group of songs by this quartet concluded the musical part of the day's program. It was then announced that Marie Seidelman would give a talk on "How to Grow Rubber Plants." When this was
finished George announced a Health Talk by Reba Azoff. Next, came the Lukoff-Lipsitz Lipstick Hour. Ah! a play—Helen Hunter, heroine, Herbert Widell, hero.

I decided that I could not stay to hear the play but that I must go back to my Alma Mater. I was surprised to find so many of our old class back at the old school. Herman Schaevitz had ascended the throne of the principal. Ruth Stewart was now at the head of the Latin Department. Alma Gray and Hermione Robinson were in full charge of the extensive library. Ruth Label was directing the plays and sponsoring the elocution department. Helen Megargee was also a Latin pedagogue. Helen Feltman and Dorothy Deyhle were directing the Physics and Chemistry departments, respectively. Helen Szymankiewicz, Olga Cinkowski and Florence Greenberg were Gym teachers. Jennie D'Allessandro was now teaching shorthand while Frances Warren was instructing the would-be bookkeepers. Redshaw was coaching the Purple Avalanche and Sanderson piloting the baseball nine. Just as I was enjoying myself immensely by bringing back all the old memories, something exploded in the Chemistry Lab and off I went into space.

After traveling for what seemed hours, I arrived on top of a sky scraper. A huge electric sign read:

Robert Marsh Nut and Bolt Factory

A familiar name, so I decided to investigate. In the large business office, I recognized Mildred Pratt in the role of private secretary, Frances Gallagher as a telephone operator and the busy typists as Anna DiNisio, Kathryn Riegel, Lillian Price, Catherine Schultz, Eva Caplan, Pauline Aker, Anna Anderson and Edith Anderson. Edna Royer had advanced to assistant executive and Evelyn Schwolow was head of the Personnel department.

Walking briskly out of the office to the elevator, I barely missed colliding with two smartly dressed women talking to a man. Ah! former classmates also waiting for the elevator. Having nothing else in particular to do I followed Catherine Simpson and Ida Sherman and Carl Gurtcheff into a brilliantly lighted restaurant which was under the management of Robert Wills. Looking very trim in snappy suits were Bill Schley and Robert Loving, apparently managers, conducting Messrs. Gricco and Enten to a reserved table. However, since my Ri overcame Re I left deciding to betake myself to a movie.

When I arrived at the Grimley Theatre, I found Evelyn Gorlen seated in the cashier's booth. Preceding the movie was an organ recital by Wayne Covert. Then came the vaudeville act, Shirley Myers and Jeannette Sharp in a song and dance act. Next was Ivy Rielly accompanied by Lillian MacDonald, who sang a new song composed by that renowned composer, Max Krichev. The main feature following proved to be "The Streets of Hong Kong," featuring Nila Welch and Pari Parassio. The supporting cast consisted of Frederick Johnson, Eva Stewart, Sylvia Teitelman, Tillie Kleitman, Kathryn Langley and Margaret Frome.

Coming from the show I was still in the mood for more adventure so I followed a young couple into a taxi cab. Their conversation aroused my curiosity and immediately I decided to eavesdrop. Even after all these years I recognized Dorothy Glassmire and Ira Franklin.

"Oh, Ira, did you know that Beatrice Slutsky's Millinery Shoppe has its formal opening tomorrow?"

"You don't say! Well, did you read that Hutz Blaker is to coach at Penn next year?"

Before she could answer, we had stopped before a gaily lighted night club. Just inside the door was the check room which was presided over by Mary Speaks. Entering into the beautifully decorated hall, we saw standing beneath the large crystal dome the hostess, Mildred Walker. In her ringing voice, she heartily welcomed everyone into her Maison de Joie and announced that the evening's entertainment was just about to begin. The opening number was rendered by Mr. Dave Lutz—Blues singer, a la crooner. True to his schoolday traits, he turned the house into an uproar. Then came Fisher and Yakaski, Two Why Girls, in a comedy number. Following these, the big hit of the evening came on—Peg Bierfreund, danseuse. The room was bathed in soft blue lights and I could see ever so many familiar faces. There at one table sat Mae Ricco, Dot Shane, Lillian Odensen and Isabelle Herman. On the other side of the room making whoopee were Larsen, Ivory and Glaser. Then the enormous crystal dome was suddenly illuminated. The orchestra pit slowly receded but not until I had caught a glimpse of Art Landolt at the forte. At my elbow, I heard a commotion and upon turning I saw that it was Joe Shields and Eleanor Homan arguing about whether to get vea! cutlet and oysters or fried pig and boiled pigeon. A friend, Schopf, was vainly trying to assist. I was greatly enjoying the situation when something snapped. Everything became dim and still dimmer. It seemed as though I was being dragged by an invisible hand back—back—and further back. My brain seemed in a whirl. I felt nauseated. I opened my eyes to find that I was in bed— a little white bed—a hospital bed. Bending over me were Doctors Cades and Harvey. On the other side of my bed was Florence Blaxland in the garb of a trained nurse, and beside her stood Edna Rosenberg, also a nurse. I tried to smile but it was a weak attempt.

"That hokum medicine of yours, Cades, was positively retrospective. Why, the poor boy has been unconscious four days. Thanks to Miss Rosenberg, here. he is on the road to recovery. If she hadn't concocted this powerful antidote he would surely have died."

While they were thus bemoaning my unhappy state, I was rejoicing and deciding that the first minute that I could lay my hand on a check book and on Herbie Cades at the same time, I would buy his miraculous potion and sell it at ten dollars a drink!



Letter Men of the June, 1930 Class


A Scene at the Queen's Court
at Alta Schola, Camdenensise

Enter the Queen, Lords, Ladies and Attendants.

QUEEN — Are there any awaiting my attention?

Attendant — There is, lady, a messenger who would speak with you.

QUEEN — Let him enter.

Enter Messenger, who speaks:

MESSENGER — Great lady, a part of your royal company is about to depart for the trials and combats of the great world. 'Tis that matchless group known as the June Thirties. They send me with important greetings, messages and legacies.

QUEEN — A noble group indeed, those Thirties. I do regret that they must go.

MESSENGER — If it please you, lady, I shall read the message of the Thirties. (Reads) "We, the class of June, 1930, about to be ejected into the cold, cruel world, and becoming somewhat generous and soft-hearted, do hereby in a sudden fit of generosity, give and bequeath the following:

To our liege lady, we leave our sincere appreciation for the unselfish aid which she has so often extended in all our school troubles. We are indeed happy to have had such a friend and guide."

QUEEN — Kind words, indeed. I shall treasure them always.

MESSENGER — I proceed with messages to some of your majesty's worthy aides.

"To Mr. Trembath, we leave our sincere thanks for the invaluable aid he has given us in choosing a future Alma Mater. We know that there is no more ardent supporter of the Purple and Gold than he.

To Mr. Oaks, our esteemed teacher and our good friend, we gladly dedicate this book. We hope that it will serve in some measure to show the high place he holds in our affections.

To Miss Jones, we extend our sincere gratitude for the endless work she has done in making this the finest PURPLE AND GOLD ever published. May she always cherish the memory of our bright, eager faces gathered around her in B2.

To Miss Williams and Miss Creveling, our faculty friends and advisers, we leave our sincere thanks for the invaluable aid they have given us. We hope they will find their new charges as bright and intelligent as we were.

To Miss Warner, we leave our admiration for the fine way in which she has handled the Record. We also leave her our sympathy on losing so much of the talent on her staff. Ruth Stewart, Sam Sherman, Minette Newton, Eleanor Homan, et al, will be hard to replace, believe us.

To Miss Wilson, we leave our great appreciation for the endless labor she has expended in helping us produce such masterpieces as 'The Cinderella Man,' and 'Lend Me Five Shillings.' We also assure her, that we will never, no never, pronounce 'Camden' with a flat A.

To Mr. Haley, we bequeath the hope that sometime in the future he may possibly find some musicians who will possess the rare artistic talent which we had.

To the Physics profs, we leave this solemn warning : Never ride on the No. 12 bus. If you do, one of your pet theories will be exploded. Two things can occupy the same space at the same time.

To the next football coach, we leave the burden of filling the places left vacant by our versatile athletes. May the strong shoulders of Jim Ross bear the football team through a still more successful campaign. If only the prowess of Hutz Blaker and Joe Shields could be equally divided among the teams!

To the entire faculty, we wave a fond farewell and assure them that we are indeed appreciative of the efforts they have made to instill at least some knowledge into our rather foolish heads."

QUEEN — Oh generous Thirties ! Well spoken. These, my helpers, shall receive their tributes.

MESSENGER — Various others, lady, in your great domain are remembered with gifts and messages from the Thoughtful Thirties. I continue.

"To Florence Clifford, the first girl president of the Student Government Organization, we leave Bob Marsh's book on traffic rules and regulations, the red tickets, the bank day signs, the book on manners, the lunch-room vases, the wooden canary, the door pegs, and the police records of past offenders. We hope she will be able to bring about what no male has ever succeeded in securing — an office for the executives of the Student Government Organization.

To Walter Megronigle, president of the succeeding Senior Class, we leave all of Joe Newmeyer's wit, charm, leadership and popularity. May he use them as devastatingly as Joe did!

To succeeding honor men, we leave the phenomenal record of Sam Sherman. We believe that his record will stand for many years and we are proud that it was a Thirty that hung it up.

To the girls of the future classes, we leave the athletic prowess of Florence Greenberg, Kathryn Langley, Sophia Yakaski, Olga Cinkowski, Kathryn Riegel, Gladys Britt, Dorothy Sexton, and Helen Szymankiewicz.

To the orchestra, we bequeath the hope of a splendid crop of sterling hardy musicians (for that is what they must be) that may compensate for the many exceptional artists whom we take with us.

We leave the various ribs, elbows, legs and arms that strew the floor of the locker-room after one of those famous eight-period rushes, to the Physics department. Maybe they can make a mechanical man out of them.

To the coming assortment of Glee Clubbers, both boys and girls, we leave ambitions, vaulting ambitions, to equal the superb record of the brethren and sisters who have so nobly completed their course of roars, squeaks, shouts and shrieks.

We leave all the ohms, watts, volts, etc., which we found left over in our Physics problems, to anyone who wants1 the darn things.

We had hoped to leave at least one of the No. 12 buses to the Smithsonian Institution as an example of the antique, but it seems that the Public Service still wants to use them all.

We bequeath the elevator and roof-garden to succeeding generations of the species Rookius. May they enjoy looking for them, even as we did.

We leave Latin, Physics, study periods, exams — nuff sed!

Finally, we leave to the entire school as a whole, our last dying request — Beat Collingswood."

MESSENGER — And thus endeth the final message of the June Thirties. They are a glorious company that set out today. This is an event which will linger always in their memory. Farewell, I go.

QUEEN — Farewell. They leave. Oh rare June Thirties!



The Purple and Gold Committee of the June Class, 1930

As We Leave

When "Auld Lang Syne" is sung.
When our last school bell is rung,
We Seniors alone can tell
How it feels to say farewell!


And oft, when tasks were hard and long, 
When duties pressed, when life was dull, 
Thy trees, thy walks, O Forest Hill, 
Thy shadows cool, thy vistas broad, 
Brought rest and happiness once more. 
Sweet memories of thy pleasant scenes 
Shall come with those of class and hall.


June Section

            Walter Duffield                                                          Ruth Brooks
                 President                                                              Vice-President 
Irma Huff                                       William Reed
Secretary                                           Treasurer
Class Motto
                         THROUGH BOTS AND BARS
Class Colors Class Flower


June Class of 1931

Adams, Dorothy
Aharon, Marie 
Ahrens, Conrad 
Ahrens, Frances 
Ambrico, Canio 
Anderson, Avis 
Anderson, Theresa
Andrews, William 
Angelo, Elmer 
Arensberg, Milton 
Austin, Romuald 
Banyard, Robert 
Barroway, Ruth 
Bass, Miriam 
Batten, Marie 
Beideman, Beatrice 
Benton, John 
Biddle, Ralph 
Black, Andrew 
Blaker, Carrie 
Blatt, Bertha 
Blom, Charles 
Blonquist, Lorence 
Blum, Florence 
Brooks, Ruth 
Brown, Agnes
Brown, William 
Bundy, Richard 
Bush, John 
Bush, Wayne 
Butherelli, Thomas 
Butterfoss, Leola
Campbell, Elizabeth 
Caputi, Salvatore
Carlson, Carl 
Carr, Ralph 
Carroll Catherine 
Charen, Sallie 
Chinappi, Albert 
Chonto, Albert 
Cliver, Edwardn 

Cole, Evelyn 
Connor, Ruth 
Cooper, Dorothy 
Cretz, Luwean 
Crombie, Helen 
Cummings, Marguerite 
Dennis, Ronald 
Deputy, Elmer
Dewees, Kennard
Dill, William 
Dovi, Frank 
Duffield, Walter 
Dukes, Elisha 
Edelsohn, Meyer 
Eggart, Edward
Engel, Bessie
Evans, Hattie 
Evans, Kenneth 
Farr, Thelma 
Fatlowitz, David 
Ferat, Mary 
Fields, Albert 
Finanger, Kaare 
Fogel, Jennie 
Fox, Dorothy 
Freedman, Sidney 
Gallob, Edward 
Garwood, Ethel 
Geedy, Thelma 
Gelman, Esther 
Geverd, Robert 
Glander, Lillian 
Gondolf, Edward 
Gorski, Theodore
Green, Minerva 
Greenberg, Edythe 
Gurtcheff, Mary 
Halpin, Frank 
Halsey, Robert 
Harris, Frank 
Harris, Sylvia

Hart, George
Hart, Marian
Heine, William 
Higgins, Walter 
Hill, Elizabeth 
Hirst, Elizabeth 
Holm, Florence 
Hood, George 
Hoxworth, Bernice 
Huff, Irma 
Hughes, Thomas 
Huhn, Jane 
Hunt, Robert
Ingling, Virginia 
Jacobs, Gordon 
Johnson, Betty 
Johnson, Evelyn 
Johnson, William 
Jones, Rosella 
Kasten, Benjamin 
Keller, Frank
Kember, Florence 
Kendell, Charles 
Kcehler, Gertrude 
Koeller, Gertrude 
Konopka, Alexander 
Kunkel, Bertha 
Landis, Florence 
Lane, Frances 
Lawyer, Jennie
Ledyard, Charles 
Lee, Virginia 
Legnaioli, Julia
Leitch, Audrey 
Levotch, Mary 
Lind, Marie 
Lipton, Edward 
Liss, Stanley 
Lloyd, Florence 
Locke, Charles 
Locke, Harry


Lockerman, Verna
Loeble, Elmer
Lotier, Homer
Lowden, Gordon 
Lukoff, Reba 
Lustgarten, Albert
MacCauley, Elizabeth
Mack, Florence
Mackler, Mildred
MacRae, Ellen
Marcus, Beatrice
Marruchella, Josephine
Martin, Loleria
Martin, Walter
Maull, Doris
McDermott, Samuel 
McFarland, William
McGrath, Thelma 
McLean, Eleanor 
Megargee, Christine 
Michalowska, Ellen 
Miller, Agnes
Miller, Charles
Molotsky, Harry 
Montgomery, Thomas 
Mooney, Earl 
Moore, William
Morris, Frances 
Muir, Dorothy 
Mullen, Blanche 
Mutzer, Esther 
Mutzer, Marianna 
Neiman, Raymond 
Nicholl, Hannah 
Nickerson, Marie 
Nussbaum, Herman 
Ostroff, Sarah 
Paletz, Bernard 
Paletz, Sylvia 
Pancoast, Dorothy 
Paul, Elizabeth 
Peard, Kathleen 
Pendexter, Dorothy

Perkins, Francis 
Pernier, Laura 
Piccioni, Leo 
Plevinsky, Bertha 
Pogrozewski, Stanley
Porter, Thelma 
Poynor, Edward 
Pratt, Helen 
Quick, Helen 
Rand, Eleanor 
Ratcliffe, Ellis 
Reed, William 
Reiclemann, Frances 
Rewalt, Louis 
Riddagh, Eveleen 
Rittenhouse, Daisy 
Robertson, Mary 
Robinson, Andrew 
Robinson, Warren 
Robinson, Ruth 
Rodenbeck, Herbert 
Rosen, Helen 
Ross, Harry 
Rounds, Elsie
Royer, Ralph 
Russo, Frank 
Sacawitz, Anna 
Sandgrund, Grace 
Sandier, Katie 
Saurman, Ira 
Schaefer, Marie
Schard, Harry 
Schorpp, Ethel
Schwab, Harry 
Schwartz, Ruth 
Scott, Louise 
Seidelmann, Charles 
Shaen, Lillian 
Shaen, Rose 
Silber, Daniel 
Sink, Thomas
Smires, George
Smith, Hamilton

Smulowitz, Jean 
Snow, Edward

Sparrow, George 
Stein, Reba 
Stepler, Edwin 
Stewart, Kathryn 
Stillwill, Elmer 
Stow, Morton 
Stoyco, Alexander 
Strother, Charlotte 
Swartz, Elwood 
Tansky, Bertha 
Taylor, Hilda 
Toll, Rosalie 
Tomar, Harold 
Tomaselli, Joseph 
Tomkins, Charlotte
Tontarski, John 
Toye, Clifford 
Troni, Emilia 
Troutman, Nettie 
Urban, Lillian 
Van Meter, William 
Vittori, Dominick 
Wakeman, Maude 
Watt, Margaret 
Weinstein, Gertrude 
Weinstein, Sylvia 
Wells, Alice 
Wentzell, Carlin 
Wenz, Edith 
Wenz, George 
Williamson, Alberta 
Williams, Mary 
Worrall, Anna Mae 
Wright, Arthur 
Wright, Bernard 
Wyatt, Elwood 
Yeager, Althea 
Yellin, David 
Zagorski, Edward 
Zawisza, Leon 





The Purple and Gold Committee dedicates this page to those who have advertised in this book. The Committee urges all students and friends of the school to extend their patronage to the advertisers whose names appear in the following list: 

G. Russell Atkinson, D.D.S. 
Ruth Babette 
George Bachmann 
Banks Business College 
Harold W. Bennett 
Beringer, Pharmacist 
Samuel H. Blank, D.D.S. 
Bleakly, Stockwell and Burling 
Breyer Ice Cream Co. 
Broadway Merchants Trust Co. 
Camden Lime Co. 
John H. Carroll 
Century Press 
Edwin Field Crane 
Elmer Deputy 
Frank DeViney 
Friant Music Co. 
Clarence Fuhrman 
Goodman's Pharmacy 
Henry H. Grossman 
Reu A. Hand, D.D.S. 
C. M. Heritage 
Francis G. Homan 
William F. Huff 
Jack's Confectionery 
Victor A. Lotier 
W. H. Lucas 
Lyric Flower Shoppe 
Dr. Hubert MacGeorge 
Harry M. Mendell 
Miller, Costumier 
Luther M. Mkitarian, D.D.S. 
Morrison's Market 
Carlton J. Murray 
New Bowling Casino 
Pavonia Ice and Coal Co. 
Peirce School of Business Administration
Max Reihmann, Jr. 
Rose Beauty Shoppe 
Schiff' s Stationery 
Joseph Schlitz 
South Jersey Law School 
Steelman Business School
James R. Sudler 
C. H. Sullivan 
James M. Thoirs 
Victor Talking Machine Co. 
Walt Whitman Hotel 
Ware Truss Co. 
West Jersey Trust Co. 
Carl E. Widell 

H. Zamsky