Welcome! Imaginary Shirt is a project where I research visual elements from high schools’ histories and then use them to make new t-shirt concepts. If you’re associated with one of these schools and would like to make any of these imaginary shirts a reality, let me know! I’d love to help you accomplish that. This companion newsletter gives some more details on process and on the schools featured. Enjoy!
Instagram Week in Review
Monday, 26 June 2023—Fremont Tigers, Fremont, NE

Fremont, Nebraska (and thusly Fremont High School of Fremont, Nebraska) is named after John C. Fremont. Fremont seems to me to be a historical figure who has become fairly unfamiliar to people in the present day, although he lived what would at a minimum be called an interesting life—fighting in the Mexican-American war, leading expeditions out west, getting rich in the California gold rush, and serving as the governor of the Arizona territory and one of the first pair of United States Senators from California.
Though he was born in Savannah, Georgia, he was fervently anti-slavery. (Clearly his record on Native American issues is a different story.) It’s likely that his anti-slavery position cost him the presidential election of 1856, where he ran as the Republican candidate and did not win a state south of Maryland.
By 1861, he had been appointed commander of the Department of the West, and in response to the Battle of Wilson Creek in Missouri, he issued a proclamation declaring martial law. Also included in that proclamation was a clause that emancipated the slaves of anyone found taking up arms in Missouri. (It also declared that they would be shot, though this appears to have been less controversial.)
Abraham Lincoln was concerned that a proclamation of emancipation in the early stages of the war could cost the Union the support of slave states who had not seceded, so he asked Fremont to modify the proclamation to delete the slavery part. Fremont stuck with his conscience, writing in a September 8, 1861 letter:
If upon reflection, your better judgement still decides that I am wrong in the article respecting the liberation of slaves I have to ask that you will openly direct me to make the correction. The implied censure will be recived by me as a soldier always should the reprimand of his chief. If I were to retract of my own accord it would imply that I myself thought it wrong and that I had acted without the reflection which the gravity of the point demanded. But I did not do so. I acted with full deliberation and upon the certain conviction that it was a measure right and necessary, and I think so still.
You can see the original letter here, and here you can see Lincoln’s response, where he agreed to Fremont’s request: “Your answer, just received, expresses the preference on your part, that I should make an open order for the modification, which I very cheerfully do.” Lincoln eventually removed Fremont from his post.
Side note: Lincoln signed his letter “Your obedient servant.” Was this a little sarcasm from Old Abe? It looks like Lincoln was in the habit of signing letters this way, but that would have been a nice piece of snark!

See more designs from the Fremont set here.
Tuesday, 27 June 2023—Central City Bison, Central City, NE

The original name of Central City was Lone Tree, Nebraska, but in 1875 a petition was approved to change it. According to the page-turner that is the 2016 Merrick County, Nebraska Comprehensive Plan, the petitioners felt that, “Lone Tree, gives the impression that the area is so desolate that it can afford support to only one solitary tree, and that the inhabitants are a wild, rough, uncouth, and uncivilized people.” I’m not sure “Central City” was the answer they were looking for, but I guess it stuck. The people of Central City now observe a “Lone Tree Days” festival every July.
See more designs from the Central City set here.
Wednesday, 28 June 2023—Central Eagles, Omaha, NE

Omaha Magazine has an interesting article about a clock tower that used to be at Central. It’s a quick read, and if that sounds interesting to you, you should definitely check it out. When I was investigating its claim that former U.S. President Rutherford B. Hayes had visited the tower, I came upon the subject that I will focus on instead: Hayes’s abandonment of a career in politics for the pursuit of raising chickens.
When Hayes visited Omaha in July 1891, the Omaha press was frustrated by his steadfast refusal to talk politics. And so, they harped on his chicken farming in what seems to me to be a bit of a belittling way. From the July 8 Omaha World-Herald:
Rutherford B. Hayes and son are the occupants of room 128, Millard hotel. Mr. Hayes may be remembered as the man who occupied the white house at Washington from 1876 until 1880. At the expiration of his term as president he returned to Fremont, O., and embraced the calm pursuit of chicken breeding. He is still at it. Connoiseurs in poultry declare that his dappled Brahmins, his piebald Cochin-Chinas and his sorrel bananas cannot be beaten in patrician lineage and egg contributing regularity.
Years before, the New York Times reprinted a Brooklyn Union item from July 21, 1885:
The publication of the statement that ex-President Rutherford B. Hayes had engaged in the business of raising poultry, on a 15,000-acre farm in Ohio, and that he was the possessor of some very choice breeds of fowls, has led many less fortunate poultry men to write to the ex-President for specimens of his stock.
One such request received a letter in reply: “DEAR SIR: I am very sorry not to be able to comply with your request. We raise only enough for our own use—not any for sale. Sincerely, R.B. Hayes.”
This cover of humor magazine Puck from 1889 depicts Hayes and his chickens, with the caption: “REHABILITATION BY COMPARISON. UNCLE SAM.—Mr. Hayes, I want to apologize. I used to consider you about the weakest specimen of a President we ever had; but I’ve changed my mind lately!” I presume this was a shot at then-current President McKinley.

Incidentally, Hayes’s hometown of Fremont, Ohio, was named after none other than John C. Fremont.
See more designs from the Central set here.
Thursday, 29 June 2023—North Vikings, Omaha, NE

Omaha North alumnus Neal Hefti did a lot of things, but most likely the Hefti achievement that you are most familiar with is his composition of the Batman TV theme song. His 2008 New York Times obituary noted:
Oddly enough, his most famous tune is among his least musically interesting, even if it was somehow brilliantly apt: the jauntily arch and repetitive theme for the television series “Batman.” Mr. Hefti said that the show was so campy it took him weeks to come up with a suitable melody. It won him his only Grammy.
His brother said:
“He told me he tore up more paper on ‘Batman’ than on any other work he ever did,” Paul Hefti said. “He had to find something that worked with the lowest common denominator, so it would appeal to kids, yet wouldn’t sound stupid. What he came up with was a 12-bar blues with a guitar hook and one word.”
He also composed the theme for The Odd Couple, which I think is pretty great, too.
See more designs from the North set here.
Friday, 30 June 2023—Archbishop Ryan Knights, Omaha, NE

The Ryan class of 1965 organized a 50th reunion after the closed school’s demolition was scheduled. I thought that a couple of the Ryan graduates’ quotes from an article about the reunion was poignant. After talking about what a special time high school is and saying that they were saying goodbye to all those things as well as the building, one of the alumni said, “It's really us we’re hanging onto.”
See more designs from the Archbishop Ryan set here.
Saturday, 1 July 2023—South Packers, Omaha, NE

South High is the alma mater of Marlin “The Magician” Briscoe, first black starting quarterback in the NFL. Briscoe’s time at quarterback didn’t last long, seemingly largely because of racial reasons. In 2006, Nike honored him in a series of ads featuring a fictional Briscoe High football team. The Magician himself made a cameo in the ads, appearing in a scene with Urban Meyer and his former coach Don Shula—Briscoe caught four touchdown passes for the famous 1972 undefeated Miami Dolphins team.
See more designs from the South set here.
Sunday, 2 July 2023—Technical Trojans, Omaha, NE

John Philip Sousa and his marching band performed at Omaha Tech in October, 1928. He presented his autographed baton to Evelyn McDonald (“the only girl oboe player in Omaha,” per the Omaha World-Herald), who reported, “I am thrilled to death.”
Upon arriving in Omaha, Sousa had some things to say. The World-Herald reported on his remarks in a October 9, 1928 article:
“I won’t accept the theory that a lot of years make one old,” said the man who will be 74 on his birthday November 6. “I pitched ball until I was 46, and as soon as this arm is well I’ll be trapshooting again.” Mr. Sousa referred to an injury to his left arm suffered when he fell from a horse seven years ago. “He was an awfully nice fellow, they’ll be saying,” he laughed, “but he had a stiff arm.”
“Hard work never killed anyone. Men are killed by monotony. Have something to interest you and you will live for an indefinite period,” continued the seasoned trooper who recently played concerts in 22 towns in 12 days.
On October 11, the Omaha Evening Bee-News had this to say about his comments:
John Phillip Sousa will have plenty of endorsers for his views. No matter if years be many or few, their length will be measured in the end by the activity they contain. Monotony under any circumstances is deadly. Americans want action, and nobody has more completely symbolized the thought than this man Sousa, whose music stirs the most sluggish soul to life and prompts the laggard to exertion.
I was interested in Sousa’s passing claim that, “I pitched ball until I was 46.” As it turned out, Sousa was a baseball fanatic, and his band fielded its own team. Here they are in 1904, with Sousa right in the middle of the first row.

Sousa wrote an article called “The Greatest Game in the World” in Baseball Magazine in February 1909. I’ve been frustrated by my inability to find a digital copy of the article, although I have found a scan of the cover and index. Nevertheless, I will take a website’s word that the article included this response to some naysaying about his pitching abilities later in life:
And this scathing criticism simply because in one inning I gave four men bases on balls and forced in a run! Ye gods and little fishes, but I was sore on that reporter! Handing out such a line of talk to a man who had been in the game for almost 40 years! But I knew that there must be something wrong and I decided to quit the game.
See more designs from the Omaha Tech set here.
A Recommendation
Last week I went to the movie theater and saw Past Lives and Asteroid City. Loved them both!
Ye gods and little fishes! See you next week! Tell your friends!