Leetonia High School - Lehiscan Yearbook (Leetonia, OH)

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Class Prophecy QContinuedj ence applauded loudly and she had to play encore after encore. I told Donna I couldn't stay long enough to see Joan, but for her to say Khellon for me. I continued my walk down what seemed an endless street. I heard people cheering in the distance and I stopped and asked someone what was going on. They told me it was a professional football game. I hurried to see it. I was so surprised to see Vinny Citino, Jerry Ferry, Sammy Tingle and Jack Altomarc playing on the team. I had seen them play football in high school but I didn't know they were professionals. Then a player was hurt and the coach ran out to him and motioned for the water boy. I thought I recognized the water boy. Of course I did, it was Joe Ferry. Someone told me that Joe had been too small to play pro- fessional football so he was the tearn's water boy. I watched the game for awhile but the old Leetonia players were running all over the other team and the game was very one sided. I was tired of walking so I went back to my car and began to drive. I passed a big factory and a large sign read, Hedl and Rice Manufacturers. I knew that that must be the Charles Hedl and Jimmy Rice I went to school with. As I drove on I passed a beautiful farm with white fence around it. There were cows in the pasture and in front of the farm house there was a large pond with ducks swimming in it. The name on the mailbox read, Ross Good. There was another classmate of mine and he too was doing good for himself. I came to another town and parked my car, this time in a parking lot where there was lots of room. A man came over to my car and I paid him. You can imagine how surprised I was to see that the man was George Carlisle. George told me he owned the parking lot and all the big business men parked their cars there. He pointed to a Cadillac and then said: 'LYou remember David Sweeley? I said that I did. Well, that's his car. Hels doing swell in his business. He's a draftsman, I guess? 'LBy the looks of that car, David must be doing well! I left the parking lot and began walking down the main street. I bumped in- to a woman carrying groceries and knocked them everywhere. I helped her pick them up and as I handed them to her I recognized her to be Ida Mae Lipp. Only Ida told me it wasnit Lipp any more, it was Mrs. Jim Green. Ida insisted I walk home with her and so I did. As we walked she told me that Mary Holisky is a secretary for Ida's husband, Jim. She also said that Rebecca Dicken lives on a big dairy farm on the outskirts of town. She said that Betty Shimer wrote to her and shels married. By that time we were at Ida's home and I asked her who her neighbors were. Janet Stratton and her husband Kenny Girard live theref' Ida said. Then we started into Idais house. The steps were very high up to the porch and I kept stepping and stepping but I eouldnlt get up on the step. I heard some- one say, Joanne! I looked around and there was mother. I was in my bedroom and trying to step up on my window sill. I told mother my dream and I also said I intended to see all my classmates again before the year was over. I was really curious now to see what they were all doing. -THE ENDQ I -Joanne Taylor Twenty-Seven

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Class Prophecy fContinuedj i'Bob Sneddon! Don't you remember me?', , He was quiet for awhile and then he recognized me. He told me not to worry about the damage done to his truck and then he directed me into the parking space. I asked him if he ever saw any of our old schoolmates and he said: Glenn Hinten styles women's dresses and evening gowns and women swear by his fashionsf, Also he said: 4'Averill Longbottom got married and is living in Washingtonvillef' but this was all he knew. I left him and started walking down the street. My next stop was a large de- partment store. The name of the store was Smiths,' and as I entered the first person I saw was Bernard Smith. L'Don't tell me you work here? I asked. No, I donlt, I own the store. Do you like it?,' It's grand! Really grandli' I said. I thought maybe Bernard would have heard something from our classmates so I asked him. Esther Stecker is teaching at Ghio State University and Jim Campbell teach- es there, too. Let's see, Dorothy Roessler sells jewelry here in my store and Nancy Stelts is head of the dress department. Other than that I eouldnit tell you.', I walked to the dress department and talked to Nancy. Her wonderful sales ability persuaded me to buy two dresses while I was there. I left the store then and continued my walk down the street. As I walked I came to an Opera House. In bright lights it said, 'fCpera, Aida, Starring Shirley Rance and Martha McCormick.,' I just had to see my old friends so I went to the ticket window and asked for a ticket. Who was selling tickets but Jerry Skinner! We talked for awhile and then I went inside. Shirley and Martha were singing as I entered and everyone was Koh-ing and Nah-ing. When the opera was over, I went backstage and talked to them. They were awfully surprised to sec me. We talked about old times and they told me that Valliase McFarland is married and so is Joann Hollo- way. They also knew that Fredia Mabry was a private secretary to the million- aire, Henry Ford, Jr., and Marie Mix is a nurse, and Evelyn Mathey a school teacher in Leetonia. It was growing late though, so I left. I passed another building as I walked and a sign out front read, Lecturer for today, Miss Cecilia Halverstadt. Topic, 'Amcrica's Main Prob- lems'. I remembered Cecilia had been an interesting speaker and I was sorry I didn't have time to go in and listen to her. My stomach told me I was hungry so when I saw an Isaly Store I went in for a soda. There behind the counter was Eddie Bell. He told me he was now man- ager of the Isaly Chain Stores and he had lots of people working for him. I drank my soda and was about to leave when Donna Mango walked in. She asked me if I was going to joan Jacksonls piano concert at Carnegie Hall. I said I'd like to go and so after Donna bought an ice cream cone, we left together. The concert hall was very large and every seat was filled with ritzy looking people. Everyone became silent as Joan walked towards the piano. She sat down and began to play, but there was no music in front of her. She played several hours without ever once looking at a sheet of music. When she finished the audi- Twenty-Six

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Class Song We'll keep the mem-0-ries Of things we've done in dear Lee-to-nia High, The humorous mem-o-ries Of happy days gone by. We leave to face the world, And all the things it has to off-er us, We hate to leave you all, But it's the best for us. And now that grad-u-a-tion time is here at last, We now are re-al-i-zing that it came too fast. We'll do our very best, The ma-ny things that we were taught to do. This class of 51 , we'll all re-mem-ber you! 'ik if? iff Class Poem WE MADE THE GRADE - 1951 Knowledge is a funny thing, Many headaches it can bring. We've tried to play the great big game, Alas, we've gained so little fame. We thought it would be easy, But we found it rather teasy. Climbing the hill to the top, Most always kept us on the hop. And so we made the slow ascent, 'Mid study halls and punishment, We kept our sliding feet on solid ground, Lest at the bottom we'd be found. Algebra and geometry 'twas said, Would make us use our little head. Sciences we'd need to know, They'd help our little brains to grow. The past we studied in history, That the future might hold no mystery, Latin itself would do us much good, It gave the brain some proper food. English and all the various classics, Would help us to understand the magic Of many things that had gone before, In the many worlds of folk lore. And the teachers we adored, Tried to keep us from being bored. For twelve years they were our guide, Filled us with faith, hope, and pride. They've led us to the top of the hill And sent us on with much good will, So with faith and joy in our hearts, We'll try our best to do our parts. It is now our turn to say goodbye As those years of learning, fast did fly, But We'll always remember Leetonia's Schools, As the place where we obtained our knowledge tools. WJerry Skinner Cecilia Halverstadt Twenty-Eight