St Michaels High School - Clipper Yearbook (St Michaels, MD)

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Cfadd k -l 0,9AeCg The position I hold on the Maryland Airlines as stewardess takes me to all parts of the country. Today for the first time in about ten years. we made a trip to St. Michaels. and upon arrival, I decided to look up some of my previous classmates. I hired a taxi at the landing field, Ted Reeser, the cab driver, took me into town. I had written to my dear friend. Mrs. Denny Cnee Lee Brittinghamj that I would be in town, but she was unable to meet me because he had a special assignment in Washington to make for one of the town's leading businessmen, Benjamin Phillips. Aside from Lee being a successful business woman, a loving wife. and a proud mother, she has managed to do some modeling in her spare time. Since I had arrived so early, I went into a nearby restaurant for a bite of breakfast before going visiting. Lillian Hall waited on me, and from her I collected the local news. I found that the proprietor was Ioseph Radcliffe, and he had recently married Doris Fairbanks. I was not surprised to find that several of my other friends, Kathaleen Murphy, Elnora Burroughs, and Patsy Faulkner were married too. Patsy is the proud mother of the first quintuplets ever born in St. Michaels. After breakfast. I walked on quite a distance. and found the local printing press called, The St. Michaels Review. I entered, and was greeted by the editor, Thomas Morris. Since I had worked with him on the school Patrol. I wanted him to show me his accomplishments on a paper of his own. He told me he was too busy at the time. but instructed me to go to the twenty-first floor, and there I would find Thomas Iones who would take me on through the building. While I was talking with him, lean Roe came in with a very interesting flash. She told us that Boozy's Beanery has just been raided, and Boozy was nowhere to be found. I was very pleased when I left the building. and then I looked across the street and saw the cutest little store called, Roe's Tip to Beauty, which was owned by my ambitious chum, Marian Roe Qnee Soulsmanj. I went in, but Marian was too busy giving someone a pedicure to have time to talk with me. I left, but hadn't gone far when I saw a man peddling from door to door. As I went past, I recognized him as Donald Hadaway. and he had his foot in the door telling the woman that she looked half dead and should buy some insurance. From the look on the lady's face, I'd say Donny better buy a few life insurance policies himself. It occurred to me that all this time I had been carrying my luggage, so I went in search of a hotel. I had only gone a few blocks when I saw one called The Little Roy, and I knew right away that it must be owned by Roy Cummings. I went to the desk. and the desk clerk was leaning on his desk sound asleep. I finally got him awake Cwith the assistance of a little waterj and saw it was Robert Cole. He gave me the key to my room, and before I had time to say Thank You, he again was deep in the arms of Morpheus. The bellboy was Charles Fairbanks, and from him I learned that there was a special service at my church at seven o'clock. I hurried, because I was thrilled to think that after all these years, I would be able to attend a service in St. Michaels. I heard one of the best services I have heard for many years. I couldn't get over the fact that Rev. Hilditch has progressed so. I remember back in our school days how serious he was about becoming a preacher. Thinking about school. it struck me that I didn't visit school during the day at all. I decided to catch the bus on the corner. and retire early so I could get up bright and early the next day. I stepped into the bus. and all but fell out again when I saw Dick Trippe at the wheel. At first he didn't recognize me and shouted for me to move to the back of the bus or get out. He did remember me, however, and he talked so much, that I forgot to get off, and went four blocks past my hotel. When I got off, I turned by ankle, but I noticed a doctor's office right across the street. I hobbled over. but to my disappointment the doctor was out! I started to leave, but his nurse, Mary Margaret Marshall, came out of his office and told me she would strap it for me. I called a taxi from the office, and noticed the Telephone Company had at last installed the dial system. The next day, I woke up rather excited to think that I was going to see my dear old Alma Mater once again. I passed a local bank, and realized that I was running short of cash and should go in and cash a check. For a while I was a little leary that maybe no one would recognize me, and I may have a little trouble getting it cashed right away. But I was very relieved to find Ieannette Radcliffe working there. I looked in the corner, and saw that Margaret lane Iones had succeeded in getting the position she wanted as bookkeeper. I saw a wedding band on both the girls' fingers, but didn't have time to get on the subject of marriage. I left after a brief chat, and was soon on my way to school. Classes were in session when I arrived, so I didn't see many of the students except those who were bagging class. I heard some noise in one of the class rooms, and I curiously poked my head in the door to see what was going on. There was Martha Henry teaching an English class of two hundred. She was telling them how they got on her nerves. poor Martha. I was anxious to go in and talk with her, but I realized she had a problem class and didn't have time to do any reminiscing with me. I couldn't help but remember one of my English classes. Oh dear! lt's a wonder our whole class didn't leave with scars. I went down the escalator to the auditorium, and found Robert Caulk conducting a Physical Education class, and telling them how the basketball games were won in 1947. When the boys saw me they screamed. so I scurried out of the gym. CI hope the fact that I am of the female sex was the only reason for their yelling.j I glanced at my watch. It was eleven o'clock and my plane was leaving at eleven-thirty, so I hurried to the airport. On the way I couldn't help smiling and feeling proud that I was a member of the class of '47, a group who became useful citizens. Although my job takes me around. I can't think of a city I've seen yet that has progressed as much as St. Michaels. Iosu CAULK. Page 37