Florence High School - Husky La Bran Yearbook (Florence, CO)

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old class friends, my old curiosity arose, wondering if 1 should see a few more of them, as 1 remembered one of oui members was of (hat nature. The famous entertainer appeared on the stage and of course it was that old class member who used to entertain us to many jokes and laughs in school. Bruce also had developed his talent for singing and was accompanied on the ukelele by Marion Wilson, who found her talent in her senior year at Florence. She also sang in several different languages. 1 remembered her fluent pronunciation of that language which we studied together in old F. H. S. Our visit afterward was a pleasant one. My ocean trip was very pleasant for the most part. I saw one poor fellow who could not agree with the ride. 1 really felt sorry for him and when he got thru being company with the rail and walked around J recognized the Sociologist who was going to tour Europe for further research. Frank Blunt had been another athletic senior by whom many honors were won in track and field. He was just as interested in his social work. 1 landed safely at Liverpool and proceeded to look for my old Senior chum Edna Craig. I was touring England and admiring the large and beautiful estates which had passed thru many generations of aristocracy. Sociologists say that American girls do not live happily in English homes. Well, my little Lady Edna was an exception. She delighted me very much by showing me thru a typical English mansion and the beautiful gardens. I next went to France. My first place to go there was one of the famous Paris cafe’s. Rupert Hunt tried to spring some French on me. As • had studied it and was able to take it, he introduced some fancy French dishes, most of which I relish very much. The waiter knew the names of them but I thot it net necessaiy to learn them, so did the same thing • did to many chemistry formulas- let them go by. Of course my tour was not complete without seeing sunny Italy, the home of interesting ancients. This is a land tV’here in this particular summer many brides and grooms were enjoying their honeymoon. I brushed up my mind and unraveled my knowledge of ancient history which made m? appreciate the beautiful land more than ever. I was enjoying an evening sightseeing in Rome when the sound of a familiar voice came to me. 1 recognized it immediately, for why shouldn’t I. I had heard it enough in school every day. She was among a happy crowd who were enjoying that particular summer in Italy. The former Ina Hawkins was somewhat surprised to see me there too. but I explained that I w'as there only on a tour to spend my vacation. Before returning to my own land again to tour it, I went to South America—that country, strange and comparatively unknown. ! had seen all the members of the class of ‘18 except one and I was determined to see them all. I saw tint person, who was a wealthy cattleman who in days gone by had been Harold Lucas, the cowboy. 1 w'as compelled to make account of my visits with the class of '18. I was enjoying giving my account very much when bang a stray piece of chalk disturbed my day dream and 1 came back to earth ami began studying my Herman lesson very indu triously. it being the second period in the afternoon, disappointed that it was only a dream still live in hopes that my tellin ; it will give some dear classmate an inspiration. RUTH SKEELS.