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of the Richwood Tiger I was destined to be a physics major in college, so many of my high school classes met in the third-floor science laboratory. As a senior I was there all afternoon: physics lab at 12:30 (Monday and Wednesday only), physics at 1:15, and trigonometry or solid geometry at 2:00. Then at 2:45, ninth period began, and I turned to my duties as a manager for the athletic teams.
In the staged picture above from Chemistry class, I’m the guy in the glasses pretending to distill something. My efforts are being closely watched by Sheila Ward and Ron Murdock, while Peggy Swartz (left foreground) and Roxye Carter (right) work on other assignments. Below, I’m pretending to amuse Doris Schrote and Terry Rockhold while solving an quadratic equation in Algebra.
Bruce Cahill (at right below) taught all of the classes in the higher sciences and higher mathematics.
and coach Fritz Drodofsky explained the workings of geometry. He also explained how to multiply and divide with a slide rule, demonstrating with the giant one hanging above the blackboard. (Someone on the Internet named Dave Branson recalled that at his high school, “One student actually asked how you carry it around with you, not realizing the real ones are pocket-sized.”) (The electronic calculator hadn’t been invented yet.)
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