Union High School - Gold U Yearbook (Dugger, IN)

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5 Club yrophevtf on 51161195 29. 1959-4,1 stood in the hallway of the Central School building and waited for the bell to officially announce 'the opening of the new term- For the past few years I had been teaching an elementary grade in a Terre Haute schoolgbut having decided to return to my home town.I espe- cially looked forward to this year for two rea- sons. One.I contemplated adventure with the pri- mary department in the new building that had been built where Old Central had stoodgand second,1n the words of Goldsmith,I was just glad to return at home at last. laitlng here in the hall.I watched the children as they arrived and a little red haired boy cap- tured my attention. Why did he seem to stand out so much in my mind? Slowly. my thougxts sent beck--memories of my own school days possessed my thougzts. One individual of those past school days began to loom up out of the past--another red hatred boy--Bill Ashburnflhy did this little boy seem to remind m so much of Billu driving curiosity to know the boy's name possessed me, but when the bell rang I entered my room to per- form my first duty--enrollment. This task only added to my curiosity for there in the first row sat that same red haired boy. Aggravated at having my attention to duty so dl- verted. I resolutely began to enter the informa- tion in my register. Slyly each little newcomer stood and told me his name or handed me mother's note with the necessary 1nformat1on.A,ll the time the vision of the little boy hovered in my mind like a dancing little nymph. men up he jumped, 'ly nam is Eddie Ashburn. he stated as if he dared me to entertain the least shadow of a doubt. Simultaneously with l1dd1e's statement there was a rapping at the door. I asked the children to sit quietly while I answered the door, but was hardly prepared to have my already confused mind further reverted to memories of the past. But back to my own school days raced my attention for there in the doorway stood none other than IIIIIIBAGBD Hampton. my classmate of high school days. She covered my surprise with that ready smile of hers as she handed me a package and er- Plained that it was the books that Eddie had forgotten. 'You see he is just like his daddy, laugxed Emmadean. Billy so often forgot to take things with him. Perhaps someone had told me that Billy and Ema- dean were married soon after our graduationgbut if so I had forgotten. Eager and big hearted as she had been in school days,Emadean generously invited me to have dinner at her house that eve- ning. 'Then we will have a chance to re-live the past and brief the bits of choice gO8SiP'18.UQOd Enmadean. I needed no one to urge me to accept this invi- tation and a chance to reinstate myself with old friends, so I promised to accompany Edd!-0 home the minute the closing bell sounded. I returned to my class and the day passed as all days must. I had my enrollment completed and had becom acquainted with most of my pupils when the bell finally sounded the close of the day. I accompanied Eddie home and when we arrived Emma- dean was preparing dinner. She gave me an apron and asked me to arrange the salad while she put the rolls in the oven. Iorking there together and discussing the events of the day it was only natural that we would start dreaming of days past: due when several from our class would gather at one home -for fun. refreshnents, and sometimes work. You know. Dean.you don't seem one bit different Do you remember the nigxt we made candied apples at Barbara's't I asked as I placed the salad on the plates. Gee, yes, I made some for Eddie and his friends just the other day , lmxgxed. Dean as she placed the pan of rolls in the oven. 'I wonder where all of our class mates are .Do you ever hear from very many of them . she inquired. W'ell,I still hear from Shirley Dunder. You knew that she is secretary to Phil Gr:Lffith,the pres- ident of Pyramid Paper Coupany in Chicago. I an- swered. Oh.yee,1n her last letter she told about Kathleen Maxey and Carolyn Chambers who had just recently taken positions for office work in the same building. They should have some good times now that they are together again. I had a letter from Norma not too long ago. said Dean. I suppose you know that she and Tom Rieinger had married. They are in California where Tom is directing an orchestra. explained Emmadean as she went to the door to call Billy and Eddie to dinner. Father and son lost no time getting into the housenand after the preliminary greetings. as we took our places at the table to enjoy the dinner Dean and I were still in the reminiscent mood. mere are several of our class mates still a- round here, explained Dean. 'I often hear from Barbara Willis. You know she is a dietician at Riley Hosp1tal.In her last letter she told about Shirley Neilson's wedding and Sh1rley's new home in Michigan. Sure, and Jim was telling me today that Charles Rooksberry, Vernon Smith, and Joe Land had re- enlisted for another term in the Navy.They'll be stationed at Great Lakes this time. Tney think they will make a career of the Navy now, offered Bill as he helped himself to a second. helping of Page Twen ty- two

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Senior Claw .Hia tory In the Tall of 1949, ws, the members of the class of '53. began a four year experiment-hlgx school test--the most difficult task of our lives. AB Freshmen. we were somewhat lest and 1'r1g1tsned,bux many of the fifty-five students who answered roll call were determined to graduate. During our first years. many of us took on several extra-curricular activities to divert the regular routine of our work. Some became disinterested and stopped by the roadside. Others began dreaming of the day when we would fill the ranks of Seniors. As Juniors. only thirty-eldxt continued the exper- iment. Under the sponsorship of Kiss Shepherd and Mrs. Harrison we elected officers for the year Pres1dent,Norman Hale: Vice-President, Mary Boone: Recording Secretary, Tom Risinprg Corresponding Secrstary.Norma Popegand Treasurer, Emmadean Hamp- ton. his year we attempted several of the sub- experlments. Ons of these was the presentation of Don't Ever Grow QR, which was acclaimed a success by everyone.lhe Reception, we gave in honor of the departing sen1crs.was also a succese.Ie were proud and we eagerly awaited our last year at Union. Finally. our senior days arrived! By new our num- ber had dwindled to thirty-fiye. Lt times we felt a little sad, realizing that our experiment would soon be completed. Looking back over the previous years. we saw some of our mistakes as well as ac- complishments. his year, with Irs. Goyner. Miss Iright.and lr. Todd as sponsors,we elected Eleanor Lippeatt to lead the group. Other officers are: Vice-President, Charles Booksberryg Recording Sec- retary. Marlene Olson: Corresponding Secretary. lyvonna Book:-arg and Treasurer. Shirley Carlisle. In our efforts to make money for our yearbook and trip to Washington, D. C. and New York, we were hspt quite busy. Again we tried the field of dra- matics. when ws presented the play, Annie Laurie. his costume play. acclaimed a success, will lin- ger ln the minds of many people. Looking back over the experiment, we wish to say that we have had some wonderml times, in spite of the hard work we encountered ln our stay hereg and we wish the best of luck to those we are leaving behind. Page Twen ty- one

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the fried chicken. 'Say. mommie, tonight's paper has a picture of Eleanor Lippeatt. Did.n't you say she was your classmate? Yes, dear, I saw the picture, answered Dean. Hasn't Eleanor been successful in her political work. said Emmadean. !es, I agreed I admire Eleanor for her progress Do you remember how our government teacher, Mr. Near. always said that some day we would have a woman for Vi.ce-President. 'In the Indianapolis News. the editor, Norman Sheffler, has done a good Job of publishing her campaign, Bill reminded us. Say, Bill, after dinner let's drive over to Norman Hale's farm for a visit. He always enjoys talking about our high school days. suggested Emmadean. We all agreed that talking with Norman would be fun so as soon as we had finished dinner and cleared away the d1shee,Bl1l brougxt the car and. we were off for a visit. Mommie asked Eddie, let's go past the library so I can have a book to read. I think that would be fine agreed Edd1e's moth- er. EIhen we can show off our new libra.ry.You re- member Shirley G-arrard and Betty lcCammon? lhey are the librarians. Before we arrived at the library we passed a very attractive and exclusive dress shop. Emma- dean explained that it was owned by our former classmates, Shirley Carlisle and Shirley O'I-Iaver Near the edge of the town Bill pulled into a Marathon station for gas and I was surprised to learn that Bob Goodman was the chief mechanic. As we drove farther into the country I was sure we were arriving at Norman's home. for just ahead was a beautiful. well kept farm. I soon learned of my mistake for Bill informed me that this was the farm of Mr. and Mrs. Jim Ransford. He explained that Jim and Alma Brewer had mar- ried soon after graduation and had been very successful on their farm. At last we reached Norman's fam. He was elated to see us, said he had just been in town for dinner. Being a bachelor lsn't always so nice, teased Bill. Oh, I'm not so sure' Norman defended himself. 'You know that new restaurant operated by Mr.and Mrs. John Cliver has wonderful home cooked food. You remember his wife--she was Sharon Re1d, Nor- men explained. Yes. agreed Emmadean end their other restau- rant in Sullivan. the one operated by Wyvonna Booker and Evelyn Pigg, is a splendid place to eat. 'While I was in the restaurant tonight, Sharon showed me anews article that told of Audrey Pilk and Marian Lovelace enlisting in the Waves' related Norman as he showed us into his spacious bachelor quarters. We are just in time to watch the '1'.V. show over URAB' continued Norman check- ing his watch. Did you lmow that Dorcas Borders and Ruth Patton are now with the Grand Q-I! Ogre. They will be on now he continued as he tuned in his TN. set. 'What a beautiful T.V. lamp, I explained. Yes, 1sn't that e. beauty, agreed Norman. 'You remember Chet Wilson? lell. he and his wife. Mary Boone,gave me that as a gift when I visited them on their ranch in Texas last summer. After our visit with Norman. B111 took me home. I made a hurried preparation of my work for the next day's teachingg then. just before drifting off to sleep I gave one last thougxt to a mol! pleasant evening. I also made a vow to keep 111 closer touch with my class mates and what they were doing. ,gf 45 .-5 Page Twenty- three