Clay High School - Crystal Yearbook (Oregon, OH)

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Q VV' N 'N A Class Prophecy Home! What a pleasure indeed to return home on that long-hoped-for vacation, after pounding typewriter keys for twenty long years in Elmer Ackerman's clearing house in New York. I sailed along happily in a plane piloted by the famous aviatrix, Gertrude Fredrick. Gert, kind-hearted as ever, let me ride for half price regardless of weight. As we drifted along I read the latest novel and best seller of the clay, Life Work and Love Letters of Mr. Black , a book written by Marguerite Schmidlin. This book was a smashing success, and Marg was now riding in a Rolls Royce. While stopping for passengers in Cleveland I noticed a very fat lady take the seat opposite me. With a cheerful giggle, she exclaimed, Why, Vogie, is it really you ? I scrutinized her closely and found her to be my old pal, Kathleen Stadler. As we chatted Kate told me that she was working as fat lady in Glen Susorls circus. We sat reminiscing of days spent in Clay High until we reached the airport in Bono, which was under the management of Arthur Kontak. We left the plane and entered Arthur's office, where he and Horace Metzger, the airport cab-driver, sat playing checkers. They were so interested in the game that they didn't notice us until a terrible commotion arose outside. We went out and found Howard Zeh, the great lecturer on A Woman's Place Is in the Home , arguing with Igerna Heckart, who owned a hot dog stand near by. Arthur called Police Sergeant Gene Martin, who arrested both of them for disturbing the peace. Horace took Kate and me to the jackson Hotel, managed by Vivian jackson. We registered and on our way to the elevator passed the switch- board. There sat Helen Baymiller as contented as could be, lazily chewing gum and plugging the numbers. Helen greeted us warmly, and while chat- ting with her we heard someone cry, Extra! Snake Bites Mistress. EXTRA! EXTRA! I ran forward and purchased a paper from a ragged peddler who was none other than Florence Hess. I eagerly read the glaring headlines and found that Mary Metzger, known as Mazda the Snake Charmer, had been bitten by her pet python, Jewel , while feeding it. The article stated that the bite was not serious and that Mary would be all right in a few days. After spending the night in the hotel I set out early the next morning to revisit old scenes. The first person I met was Ethel Amsler. Ethel asked me to visit her school in the Russian settlement in Toledo where she taught French. After listening to those poor little Russians struggle through a few irregular verbs, I sneaked out the door unnoticed and hurried up the street. I ran headlong into a tall, husky sailor-my old friend, Edward Metzker. After a hearty greeting Eddie asked me to go slumming with him. While leisurely strolling along Eddie told of his last trip to Hongkong where he CRYSTAL 1932 Ml-. I T wiv-.r