Amador Valley High School - Don Days Yearbook (Pleasanton, CA)

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ra -Wet by Eleanor DeTaia It was 9:45 A.M. and I was working the early- bird watch out of Pleasanton. My name is Iohn Delucci. I'm a cop. On this particular morning I was standing on the corner by Hagstrom's watching the people go into the store. Everything was quiet and peaceful as it always is in Pleasanton. Iust as I was about to go across the street Mr. Edmands stopped me. He said that I should read the Times as there would be a big news story in it that afternoon. I suggested we go across the street to the Pleasanton Coffee Shop for coffee and do-nuts. We were sitting in the coffee shop when I heard a loud noise. My cop's nose told me to see what it was all about. I saw Alan Iensen drive up to Iirnie's Shell Station. He had a neat EPINIE BONNE Will Serve You at His CHEVRON STATION Main and Ray Pleasanton I OES GRCDCERY I5 St. Mary's Pleasanton 5643 set of pipes on the car that must have been bought at the Quality Auto Parts. As I started out the door to see why they were in such a rush I heard Dick Guasco yell, Hurry up because I hafta take a rear axle to Theissen's for expert welding. I walked over to the boys and told them to quiet down a little. About that time Iohnny Kids clamoux for candy when Mr. Gruno broke ilu For MacFarlane's Candies go to B U s D E P o T Henderson told Alan to get with it as he had to pick up some linoleum for his mother at Bob Koopman's. They yelled so-long to me and roared off down the street. It was 10:22 and I took up my stake-out in front of Iorgenson's Pharmacy. They were hav- ing a sale and I wanted to be sure none of the ladies got too rough. As I was about to walk For clothes with prestige, individual design and good value Sharon and Eleanor make their selections at PAT DIXONS Pleasanton's pretty store

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at the fits! crack during tho Fioslu Ncxvidcxd. I ORGENSENS PHARMACY Pleasanton 2171 into the store Bob Oxsen came tearing out. I grabbed his shirt and said, Well, young man, where are you going in such a hurry? They just received a new shipment of maga- zines at the Bus Depot. If I don't get some to take home to my wife Graham and Hitch will be getting some business. I questioned him and then let him go because I knew he wanted to please his new wife. As I was getting into my car I heard a sound like shooting coming from Viada's Home Ap- Don Regalia fits Nick Corege to a suit while Pete Christesen shows Denny Allen the real McCoy in smart shirts. Phil Henry drools over a new belt at CHRISTESENS Men's Clothing Pleasanton pliances. I smelled trouble and took off on the run expecting to find just about anything but what I did. Mr. Viada had just received a new T.V. and he was showing a newly married cou- ple, Darla and Dan Gellerrnan, how the tone would sound. It was now 10:47 and once again I started for my car but noticed a crowd of boys standing in front of the Pleasanton Furniture Store. I walked up just as Ken Whitaker said, We'd better march over to the Pleasanton Floral Shop right away and order the flowers for the girls. I'm a cop and cops are curious. I asked them what the flowers were for. jerry Salac piped up and said, The Senior Ball is only three days away. That explained why all the girls were in the Lo-Na' Style Shop that morning. They were look- ing for formals for the dance. It was now l 1:03. I was driving down the main street when I noticed jan Griffith coming out of PLEASANTON FURNITURE Hot Point Appliances 660 Main Street Pleasanton PINARD IEWELERS 635 Main Street Pleasanton Christesen's where no doubt she bought another shirt like the one she showed me last week. I waved to her and at the same time discovered I had a grocery list stuck in my hat that my wife had given to me. I drove down to Frudden's Market. As I walked into the store Mrs. Frudden called to me, Mr. Delucci, I've a message for you. Yes, ma'am, I said. Your wife called and said you were to go to Pat Dixon's Dress Shop and pick up a dress she