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Cape Central High Photos

Ken Steinhoff, Cape Girardeau Central High School Class of 1965, was a photographer for The Tiger and The Girardot, and was on the staff of The Capaha Arrow and The Sagamore at Southeast Missouri State University. He worked as a photographer / reporter (among other things) at The Jackson Pioneer and The Southeast Missourian.

Come here to see photos and read stories (mostly true) about coming of age in Southeast Missouri in the 1960s.

Please comment on the articles when you see I have left out a bit of history, forgotten a name or when your memory of a circumstance conflicts with mine. (My mother says her stories have improved now that more and more of the folks who could contradict her have died off.) Your information helps to make this a wonderful archive and may end up in book form.


Girl Scouts Turn 100 Today

Happy Birthday, Girl Scouts! I understand you hit the Big 100 today. Want to hear something that will rock you back? These Brownies and Girl Scouts, who toured The Southeast Missourian in 1965 or 1966, weren’t too far off from having been around to celebrate the 50th anniversary of the organization. Now they’ll be able to light double the number of candles.

If you were a regular reader of the Saturday Youth Page, the photo above should look familiar to you. One of my jobs was to edit the weekly page, so I took a photo from the tour and made it into one of the standing page sigs. I always liked it because I knew it gave some of the bigots heartburn to see kids of different races “mixing.”

Newspaper tour groups

Cop reporter Dan D. Whittle is doing his best to look important and ignore the group standing around him.

A lot of newsroom folks hated the tour groups, but I enjoyed having them come back to the photo department at The Palm Beach Post.

If I wasn’t busy, I’d take them on a tour of the darkrooms, where the highlight was going through the revolving light trap that would let you go from the lighted hallway to the dark print room without interrupting any work that was going on. You’d revolve a cylinder until an opening showed up, you’d step inside and rotate it until the opening reached the darkroom, then you’d step out. With practice, you could do it without slowing down.

The farmer and the magic room

I’d tell the kids that the experience was a little like the farmer who saw his first elevator when he took his family on a visit to the big city.

He watched mystified as a door would open, people would enter a small room and the door would close. When the door opened again, the room would be empty. This went on for quite some time while he tried to figure out what was happening to the people.

Finally, an elderly woman entered the magic room. The door closed and a few seconds later a beautiful young woman stepped out. There was a brief pause, then the farmer turned and said in a hushed voice, “Son, quick. Go fetch your momma.”

Darkroom tricks

Once they made it through the revolving door, I’d usually have groups of them put their hands on a piece of photographic paper, then I’d turn the overhead room lights on and off to expose it. I’d toss the “blank” paper into the developer and let them see a reverse image of their hands pop up. Even high school kids were impressed, and it made for a nice souvenir to take home.

If we were lucky enough to catch a photographer with prints from an assignment that was going to run the next day, I’d introduce the shooter, have him or her show the kids the pictures, tell them a little about what how they were taken, then tell them to look for the shots in tomorrow’s paper.

I thought it was important for them to realize that real people produced the art that got pitched in a puddle in their front yard. It might encourage them to keep reading the paper. Based on what’s happening to newspapers today, I guess I must not have been too effective.

Earlier Girl Scout stories

 Tour group photo gallery

I tried to print as wide a variety of photos from the tour as possible (including the little girl picking her nose. I hope her kids spot it.). Click on any photo to make it larger, then click on the left or right side of the image to move through the gallery. Happy Birthday, Girl Scouts of America.

 

 

 

 

10 comments to Girl Scouts Turn 100 Today

  • Bill Stone

    In pictures from about #8 thru #17, the gentleman with the coat and tie, apparently leading the tour is Mr Schade. I went to Central with his sons, Dewey and John.
    The Girl Scout activity I remember well is the Hamburger Day at the Arena! I still have a ticket for the 1964 event! I guess it is a little late to “cash it in”!

  • Jesse James

    Just think, all the “little” Brownies and Girl Scouts in the pictures are in their 50/60s now.

  • Two nose-picking photos! Image 8 features another one. I also noticed a lot of yawns. Guess press rooms can be fatiguing.
    Actually, this series of photos brought back wonderful Brownie/Girl Scout memories for me. My troop never visited the Richardson Daily News newsroom, but I think we definitely should have. We rarely took field trips. Guess we were just too rowdy a group.

    • Anne, you should remember those groups going through The Post. The guy they hired to lead them was nice enough, but he was just regurgitating stuff that the community relations folks had fed him. I can understand the yawns.

      At most papers I worked at, tours were led by whichever employee looked like he wasn’t busy when the boss looked up and spotted a horde of invaders. That must be why Dan D. Whittle is pretending to have his nose to the grindstone.

      Being a bit of a ham and enjoying sharing the magic made the groups a welcome diversion for me. Of course, watching pictures appear from nowhere is a little more interesting to most folks than walking through a room with a bunch of people pecking keyboards.

  • Phyllis Hansen

    It appears Reuben Schade was enjoying sharing the news business as much as you, Ken. Schades lived next door to us for many years and he was always a very friendly gentlemen. I still keep in touch with John. They were great neighbors. Again, thanks for the many memories!

  • Tours still happen here but they don’t climb the steps to the photo room, which is no longer a darkroom. I was so excited when we finally remodeled and got a revolving cylinder for the darkroom. It’s gone now with the conversion to digital. I also enjoyed making magic happen for the tours with a tray of Dektol.

    I don’t have a link handy of a tour, but I do have this most-recent blast from the past of another fine group:

    http://www.semissourian.com/blogs/flynch/entry/45568

  • Tom Roy

    After reading your story today I asked myself; “why did I just read that in the voice of Andy Rooney”? It’s a complement. Thank you for what you do.

    • Thank you, Tom. I’m adapting to the role of curmudgeon pretty well.

      It’s a consolation prize. After waiting years and years to attain Dirty Old Man status, the folks in H.R. told me that it had become against the law.

      Old age crankiness is still OK, unless something has happened that I didn’t know about.

  • Susan Rutledge Kemp

    I recognize some schoolmates from Washington School, Pat Estes and Linda (can’t remember her last name). Not sure where I was!

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