Santa Clara High School - Tocsin Yearbook (Santa Clara, CA)

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CARL PALMER ELIZABETH GRAY AILEEN MCCLOSKEY GABRIEL ROCHA EDWARD GUINASSO EVELYN HINKLEY MAUDE HAWKINS HUGH SEATON MANUEL ROZA

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I5 fr'Sl'-ugllxl MERLE HARTZELL BERYL HOSKIN RUTH RICKE ELBERT EATON ELDEN MADSEN JEAN HAWLEY OLGA OLSEN WILLIAM SHOENENBERGER EARLE RICKMAN MADELINE CAMASTRO 9

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l5 fv SlTl?Hx. SU SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY H'm, muttered the irate man in the Patent Office at Washington D. C., who happened to he none other than Tony Teixeira, H'm! as he scattered papers right and left. Where did I lay that thing? Darn it all. Pressing one of the numerous huttons on his desk, Say , he hawled to the sleepy office hoy, where did you put that letter asking for a patent on that machine? L'What machine? responded the office hoy. Say, raved Tony spluttering madly, yfyou know perfectly well there has hfheen nothing concerning any machine here except this one, THE one! Ah!,' as light broke on the office hoy. fLet's hope it didn't hurt himj and he neatly whipped a letter from the inside of Tony's coat and walked out. January 8, 1955 Patent Office, Washington, D. C. Dear Tony: I may still call you dear? Say old man, I want a patent on a machineg I've named it L'Thingamahoh for want of something hetter. I'm coming up to give you a look at it. Have a screen ready. Hopefully, Bill Walden. P. S. It's a moviefmachine, old top, in case you don't know. B. W. Just like old Bill to invent something. And Tony was off in a reverie ahout his school mates of years hack. He was rudely awakened hy a pat that made his hrains rattle. My wife! was his first agonizing thought. But he soon was reassured as he gazed into the hrownfvisaged face of Bill Walden. Well I'11 he, said Tony weakly, as he stared at the now older, taller, and thinf ner Bill Walden. After a few hours of talk hreaking the previous record held hy women---Tony expressed his wild desire to see Bill's machine, and Bill had a wilder desire to show it. flvlayhe that accounts for the pictures that came out of the machine., He may have gotten the dialsfwheels-Y freelsfnsomething mixed. Any way as Bill ground away-at the handle of the machinefpictures depicting the careers of these two men's fellowfstudents of 1930 were thrown on the screen, including all the sounds needed. Why there's Otto Petersen, and he's working at a desk. Why great heavens, he can't he4he isffeditor of the Agnew Daily and now one of A1nerica's largest papers. And Tony, clapped his hands together childlike and giggled delightedly, as he had heen wont to do whenever a teacher assigned a lesson concerning thisfe thatfrand the-hut why hring that up now of all times. Who did it? 'iAnd what's this? A Japanese basketball team and training for All Japanese honors. lxly gosh its coach is none other than Francis Higuchilv fill