Bonners Ferry High School - Badger Tales Yearbook (Bonners Ferry, ID)

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BONNERS FERRY HIGH Scnoor. Senior Class Proplzeay Oooh, what a night! 1 shouldn't have had that midnight snack before retiring I guess. Do outlandish dreams come true very often? I'll tell you this one and you can draw your own conclusions. l dreamed that my old classmate, jim Ald- rich, had finally become aware of his dramatic ability and had gone on the radio as the suc- cessor of Henry Aldrich. lfVorking at the same station was Evelyn Anschutz, who had taken over Betty Crocker's work. Wayne Tenney completed the trio of my old buddies who worked at station NUTS. He gives out with your favorite singing commercials. Through some odd coincidence I found my- self in a very drab and mysterious parlor be- longing to Madame VVate Ansee, the esteemed astrologer. VV hen the receptionist drew back the curtain I saw that the old gal was none other than Kathleen Bates. In her interview with me, she said that I would meet the trapeze artist, Bette La Carlson, that very day. flm- agine me, swinging on a trapeze lj i After she told me that inspiring fact I left her establishment and walked up to Ronald Wells, the jackson Street paper boy, and pur- chased a paper, and while reading it I decided to have my shoes glamorized by the nearby cut-rate shoe shine boy, whose beaming face I soon realized belonged to jim Wommack. These headlines were splashed over the front page: GENE CARLSON RECEIVES COM- MISSION AS XVATERBOY AT U. of I. An article written by Corky Lane, the Jane Arden of the Bonners Ferry Herald, told of his oustanding success. Naturally when I saw that, I wanted to send him my heartiest con- gratulations, so I immediately contacted the Cycle Express, which is a revision of the Pony Express. I gave my message to Gwen Cawthon, the operator, and she pedaled off to deliver it. Having got that off my mind I continued down the street. In front of the bakery was a young man greedily eyeing the pastries in the window. When he turned around I recognized the cream puff, Dick Chervenell! When he noticed me, he invited me into Grandma's Grimy Grill to have lunch. In the course of the meal he told me that he was the grease monkey foreman at General Motors. I was very inter- ested in his conversation, but I kept staring at the bouncer. He said, You remember judee Coble, don't you? She has held that position for years. NVe called her over to our table. She told us how well Helen Conedis had done for herself. Yes sir, the first lady of America's hobo camps. Judee also told us about Gloria DeBoer's being the best mountain climber this side of the Kootenai River and also about Ann Dicki- son's good fortune in the logging business. When I asked her about some of the old boxing squad, she-told me that Irving Dinning was the manager of the girls' boxing team in B. F. Having cleaned the plate of the last morsel of food, I sat there picking my teeth. Then I thought of the person who made it possible. Gene Neumayer, owner of the Twofoot Tooth- pick Company. All of a sudden, fbetween snoresj, I found myself in a huge tent. And in the three rings were Kunning Kenney Mendenhall, the lion tamer 3 Mary Hankins, the rapid rope skipper, and an exhibition of Henry Lethrud as Mr. America of 1958. Announcing them with a great husky voice was Alice Schultz, a circus barker. At the other end of the tent was a scrupulous person guessing weights for money. Me thinks only one person could do that! And as I had anticipated, it was Bob Purinton. Evidently I had obtained a toothache from eating candy while watching these top Hight performers so I decided to have my teeth looked at by my dentist, Dr. Beulah McCal- mant. I hailed one of Lucille Rush's Att-Your- Own Risque taxi cabs and set forth on my journey. While riding to her office I tuned in on the Richfield Reporter, DeLoy Johnson. He told news of celebrities which proved particularly fContinued on Page 59j

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HIGH SCHOOL BONNERS FERRY 93399i31133C:3P0?343I ::::::t:300t:::1304:::I'A' Senior Class Prophecy fContinued from Page 57D interesting to me because some of them were my old classmates. This is the information he divulged. A joint performance of the celebrated pianist joy Erickson, the Madonna of the Mod- ern Opera, Lee Morse, and Mitchell Melchior U'Meara will be held at Carnegie Hall in the near future. The coveted honor of the year was bestowed on Yvonne Friedrich when she was unani- mously elected cover girl of the Police Gazette. Truant Officer jim Oddson announced that school attendance has greatly improved in com- parison iwith that of 1048. Darrel Nelson has returned to the U. S. victorious after obtaining the Olympic bob- sled championship at Geneva. Statistics reveal that the champ suffered only two broken ribs this time. The Champion F ibber of the International Propaganda Agency of Flatbush was found to be a Bonners Ferry lad, by the name of Don Lindsay. . - To DeLores Knoles goes the credit of set- ting a new high for Rip Van VVinkle's record of sleeping twenty years. fMiss Knoles got five minutes more of shut-eyej. The romance of the year - the country's most eligible bachelor, VVarren Peterson, was finally snagged by our first woman president, Arden johnson. Xkfedding plans have been made for early summer. They will march down the aisle to the music of the back room pianist, Phyl Neumayer, accompanied by Marvin John- son and his all-girl orchestra. Singing the touching song VVho's Sorry Now will be that bird in the gilded cage, Canary Ramona Holmes. XV'ith that last bit of choice news the Rich- field Reporter signed off and we were jolted by this commercial: To ladies weighing 400 pounds and over. Are you fat??? Put a stop to your self-consciousness. Visit the Why Be Fat Clinic efficiently managed under the direc- tion of Eileen Purdy. Following that advisable commercial came Clinton Keller, who substituted for Dorothy Dix in solving matters of the heart. There was one very interesting problem. It was about a girl named Mary Kucherry who was a social worker in Harlem, N. Y. She was going with a man whom she loved very much. Should she tell him she has false teeth? , You know, it's a funny thing but sometimes in a dream you start to go somewhere and never get there. Fortunately, I never got to the dent- ist's office. Instead I went to have my hair shampooed at Pierre's Beauty Salon for men, owned by Bonnie jean Douglas. While Dellos Louden was manicuring my nails it dawned on me that I should have my house and grounds remod- eled. I looked in the telephone directory and found the names I was looking for: Lester Lock - interior decorator, specialist in dog houses, Jeanette Loitved - sculptor, Best Work In Marbleheadsg Bob Love-carpenter, Commander Uvhammer ' Andnalesg Donna Martin - gardener extraordinaire 3 and a ,mas- ter of connections, Nial Worsham, plumber. My furniture needed replacing, too, so I of'- dered some new pieces and the store manager said that they would be sent out immediately via Harold McGraw and the Motor Freight. just as I put down the receiver I heard a shrill whistle. A fire! Soon a big red truck whipped by with fire chief jim Funkhouser spurring it on to the scene of the disaster. Fol- lowing him were Elbert Fulgham and Roger Guthrie, jockeys of the 20 mule team, waxing their water pistols while they too rushed to the bonfire. The water which they squirted on the street was very helpful to the onlooking street cleaner, Bob Hibbert. It saved his cleaning a whole block! E Also taking advantage of the water was bathing beauty Dorothy Ilammell who could be seen sitting on the curb thoughtfully dangl- ing her toes in a puddle of water. Now I don't want you to think I'm a sound sleeper, 'cause I am. VVell, on with the dream. After the fire episode I happened into the recreation center. I had the soda jerk, Mildred Halsted, whip me up a chocolate malted and while I was waiting I went over to watch the people bowl. A calamity occurred while I was there. The pin setter, Evelyn Huff, got knocked on the head because she was looking through the wrong part of l'IC1' bifocals when the ball came down the alley. QContinued on Page Gly 59