East Canton High School - Echo Yearbook (East Canton, OH)

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cer, Gene Astaire. He tries to impress bobby-soxers that they should swoon over The Feet instead of The Voice. At the climax of the program a spec- ial bulletin came through that Marceline Brunner had been acclaimed the world's greatest shorthand transcriber and Ioanne Mark was also acclaimed the world's greatest typist. After the program was over Donna mentioned that she had seen Hazel Roberts when the orchestra was playing in Georgia. She said that Hazel and her sailor boy are happily married and are quite pleased living on a peach orchard in Georgia with their two little Georgia peaches. When Donna was in Texas she had seen Geneva Young, who owns the Bar B-Q, a dude ranch. Diana asked us if we had read the latest best- seller, and also a book of the month, Christian Changes in China by Virginia Boyer, who is a missionary in China. Pat began to tell us about a new shipment of fur coats their store was getting in for the winter season and if she remembered correctly, the labels had Robertson's Furs written on them. It must have been our classmate, Paul, who owns a fur ranch and fur coat factory in Wisconsin. Diana was leafing through the latest Life Maga- zine and saw eye-catching pictures on the progress of the freedom of the Philippines, which were taken by our own Bill Smith who is a photographer for the Life. Donna mentioned that Dolores Harter is a phar- macist in Lansing, Michigan. It seems as though we had discussed almost everyone in our class without realizing it. But Diana popped up and said she had received a letter from Ioan Mark just this morning and she was having difficulty in getting nurses to work under her. As she is head nurse at the Walter Reid Hospital in Washington, D. C., she is in charge of such a task. Marilyn's sharp memory caught a few more for- gotten member of our class. Harold Brechbill and Bill Beck are partners in an engineering concern lo- cated at Chicago. Harvey Creighton owns the Moo Cow Dairy in Pennsylvania. Helen Foltzf is a filing clerk at Boston. Bob Van Voorhis is a dairy farmer who raises Iersey cows in New Iersey. lim Nimon owns a huge auto hospital, which covers a whole city block in Detroit. And last but not least, our own lim Mark is doing nothing else but repairing helicopters in South America. It has been a busy and exciting day! Good-night dear Diary. P. S. We seem to have forgotten one person, Diary: that one is Donald Kolm. I remember now, he is a Radio Electrician for N. B. C. radio network. BY Lois Hunt and Marilyn Stocker

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Cllcmd ilaofzhecg, Dear Diary, On the beautiful summer morning of Iune Zl, 1956, Marilyn Stocker and I were on our way to work. Marilyn is an executive secretary in the Em- pire State Building and I was reporting to the Iohn Robert Powers Modeling Agency for my daily as- signment. As we were passing the Aster Hotel, Dorothy Mas- ters emerged from the doorway and was about to enter a cab when we hailed her. She recognized us immediately and rushed over to greet us. As us- ual, we all began talking at once. Finally when we quieted down, she told us she was in New York waiting for her boat to leave for England where she was going for her summer vacation from being Manager in the dress department at Hudson's in Detroit. As we had to be on our way to work, we invited her to our Park Avenue Penthouse for dinner that evening. In our haste, we realized we had for- gotten to tell her that Alice Bland was living with us. She had already left for the New York branch of MacKenzie and Iones where she is Manager. I walked into the Agency and was immediately stopped by a model who told me I was wanted on the phone. Never dreaming that it might be one of my former classmates, I picked up the phone and heard a familiar voice say, Hello. It was quite a surprise but the voice belonged to none other than my old classmate, Diana Simich. She said she was in New York with the play cast of Ray Sickles', My Madonna, and was also directing it. She said she had the character role in it. Of course we all know how good Di was, even in our class play. I in- vited her to come to our dinner party that evening and with the promise that she would, we hung up. At 12:30, I met Alice and Marilyn for lunch at the Town and Country Club, and Marilyn could hardly wait to tell me who had come to see her that morn- ing. Over our shrimp cocktail, she told me that Donna Nirnon was in the city. She plays saxo- phone in Phil Spitalny's All-Girl Orchestra and they were making a personal appearance the next night at the Starlight Room of the Waldorf Astoria. I had known about her playing in the orchestra but her being right here in New York amazed me. Marilyn said she had invited her to our dinner party also and then I spurted out the news of Diana. While we were waiting for our main course, we passed away the time by reading the New York Daily Tele- gram, New York's largest newspaper. We read that Alice Flory, a correspondent for that paper, had just come back from India. It dawned on us to call her and see if she had anything planned for that evening. in answer to the phone call, she said she would be glad to come. After we had finished lunch, we went home to prepare for the dinner as we all had the afternoon off. In no time at all the afternoon had passed and we were impatiently awaiting the arrival of our former classmates. The door bell rang and we opened the door to a bright little redhead, who was our own Alice Flory, followed by Dorothy Masters. We were telling them that Donna and Di were yet to come, and speaking of the dear little angels who should appear at the sound of the doorbell but Di and Donna. As we were waiting for the maid to serve our din- ner, the trend of our conversation naturally was that of our classmates in their present positions. As we were having difficulty with the two Alices. we decided to call Alice Bland by her old nickname Pat. She asked us if we had read the article on Glen Bechtel's lBaldyJ and Wendell Kettering's tShortyD promotions. Baldy is now a l-'our-Star Gen- eral and Shorty, can you imagine, an Admiral. Donna then called to our attention that tonight was the night when Chuck Richardson and Birch Dillehay, the Abbott and Costello of our class, were on the radio in their weekly program, 'l'he Merry Morons. T heir latest screen hit soon to be releasea is 'l'he Two Morons in Maniac Mansion. Over out appetizer I remembered that I had re- ceived a letter from Ann Snyder, now Showalter, saying that she had just designed and made the costumes for the Anthony Follies of '56. Barn al- ways was a good dancer and now she has her own show. Ann also said that Eldin Snider was in busi- ness with Marland. We already knew Marland was the famous architect for those beautiful beverly Hills Estates. Betty Werley, better known as Peep, was visiting Ann and Marland in California at the time Ann wrote me the letter. Peep had just finished re- decorating the White House. Her outstanding work is envied by all the prominent decorators of the world. Ann also said that when she was at work she left Marland, Ir. at Iean Schwall's day nursery, for the Hollywood children. As Pat had kept up her correspondence with Jack Dunn since our school days, she told us that he was the owner of a clubhouse in Miami, Florida. It had a dance hall, skating rink, swimming pool, golf links, and tennis courts. Het was elected to choose the Orange Bowl Queen for '57, As we were finishing our main course, Dorothy told us that Annabelle Bole was now in Paris, Fran- ce, buying dresses for Dot's dress department at Hudson's. Alice reminded us that Evelyn Adler had a chain of Adler Dress Shops. The main branch being in Cleveland, Ohio. At least one of the old class- mates stayed in good old Ohio. Marliyn suggested we leave the table and go lis- ten to the Merry Moron program. Birch and Chuck had as their special guest none other than Paul Rose. Paul is the publicity agent for the great dan-

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Gdara M5566 In the name of the benevolent Father of us all: We, the Class of 1946, of Osnaburg Township High School, being of sound mind and memory, do here- by bequeath to the underclassmen the following characteristics cmd prized possessions. We, the senior class, do bequeath to Mr. God- dard memory of another brilliant class, reminding him that hope springs eternal. I, Evelyn Adler, do bequeath my everlasting sun- ny smile to Enzo Melchoir. I, Barbara Anthony, do bequeath my poise to Wanda Pentecost. I, Alice Bland, do bequeath my ability to get along with teachers to Floyd Clough. I, Annabelle Bole, do bequeath my love of work- ing in the superintendents office to Lillian Gobeli. I, Harold Brechbill, do bequeath my ability to shovel snow to lack Morris. I, Marceline Brunner, do bequeath my servicemen to Ianice Shearer. I' I, Harvey Creighton, do bequeath my willingness to help others to Iohn Regas. I, Birch Dillehay, do bequeath my Harem of girls to Dick Parris. I, Alice Flory, do bequeath my red hair to lean Calendine. I, Helen Foltz, do bequeath my great stature to Kenneth Klotz. I, Dolores I-Iarter, do bequeath my talkativeness to Gerald Snyder. I, Lois Hunt, do bequeath my weakness for the Marines to Ioanne Burkhardt. I, Wendell Kettering, do bequeath my height to Benny McCaulley. I, Iames Mark, do bequeath my speed to Harold Bay. I, Ioan Mark, do bequeath my quiet manner to Ruth Paumier. I, Dorothy Masters, do bequeath my giggles to Ruth Clapper. I, Donna Nimon, do bequeath my musical talent to Donna Glasser. I, Iames Nimon, do bequeath my corny jokes to Harold Baum. I, Hazel Roberts, do bequeath my engagement ring to Argia Pugnale. I, Paul Robertson, do bequeath my shady songs and stories to Iames Lantry. I, Paul Rose, do bequeath my flashy clothes to Bob Smith. A We, Ioanne Mark and Virginia Royer, do be- queath our love of talking to each other during classes to Beverly Klotz and Freda Gobeli. I, Iean Schwall, do bequeath my blushes to Doris Villard. I, Marland Showalter, do bequeath my way with the women to Bill Kahler. I, Ray Sickles, do bequeath my cue stick to Bob Werley. - I, Diana Simich, do bequeath my skill of portray- ing character roles in High School plays to Doris Kinsinger. I, Wilbur Smith, do bequeath my good looks to Dick Viertel. I, Eldin Snider, do bequeath my wavy hair to Gene Belew. I, Donald Kolm, do bequeath my electrical alibilty to Reno Melchoir. I, Ann Snyder, do bequeath my neatness to Bill Barnes. . I, Marilyn Stocker, do bequeath my gold-rimmed specs to Doris Baker. I, Robert Van Voorhis, do bequeath my agricul- tural ability to Louie Genet. I, Betty Werley, do bequeath my trips to Florida to Clarence DeHoff. I, Geneva Young, do bequeath my love of western life to Donna Lotz. I, Charles Richardson, do bequeath my jive talk to Bob Schreck. I, lack Dunn, do bequeath my roller skating tech- nique to Butch Oberster. I, Bill Beck, do bequeath my ability as a trapper to Mabel Adams. To the long-suffering faculty we bequeath all the chalk we carried in our pockets and the hope of an equally carefree group. In witness thereof, we hereunto set our hand, this twenty-first day of Ianuary, 1946. Ray Sickles Lois Hunt