Wayne High School - Sentry Yearbook (Fort Wayne, IN)

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JOAN POWERS F. H. A. 3. 4 Choir 1, 2, 3, 4 4-H 3 years Class Play 3, 4 Reporter 1. FLOYD WHISTLER F. F. A. 1, 2, 3, 4 Baseball 4 Cross Country 2 Class Play 4. We'1l have these moments to remember. SALLY JO ELEY Q 4-H 1 year Choir 2, 3, 4.

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,img f9'F f., ,lg!'N. adv' N. -:':.. ?' BEN MCKNIGHT Baseball 2, 3, 4, Basketball 2, 3, 4-H 4 years, F. F. A. 1, 2, 3, 4 Class Play 3, 4. WILLIAM WASSON Basketball 3, 4, Baseball 4, Track 2, 3, 4g F. F. A. 1, 2, 3, 4 Class Play 3, 4-H 7 years. CLASS CULOR VIRGINIA MANGAS Class Play 3, 4, Choir 3, 4. ARDELLA GRINDLE Choir 1, 2, 3, 4g School Trio 1, 2, 3, Class Play 3. nes! Gray and Red

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SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY I can hardly wait until 4 P. M. That is when I start on my FREE trip to any place in the United States. Wasn'tf it lucky that I was chosen to appear on that popular quiz show S64, OOO Dollar Question? , At 4 o'clock I started out on a T. W. A. to find the members of the Class of 56 whom I hadn't seen in 10 ' years. Isettled in one of the seats. Just before take-off the stewardess came down the aisle: I saw that it was Sally Jo Eley, one of the girls of the class of SG , She told me she would meet me in the waiting room of the airport as soon as I landed. I landed in Bloomington about 11:45 A. M. Sally Jo, her fiance the pilot of the plane, and I went to lunch. I chatted for about an hourg then I bid her a fond adieu, promising to write and tell her about the rest of her chums. The next stop was at the Wantz airport in Harrisville, Indiana. There I stopped and visited with Dick, Shir- ley and their six children for a while. As I was driving at the edge of Union City I saw an elevator reading Bill Wasson and Sons . Istopped and chatted with them awhile. He informed me that he had married just 3 years after leaving Wayne. He had married the beauty queen of all the colleges of the United States. The next stop was the bank, since I was getting low on funds. The girl who cashed my check was Virginia Mangas. I visited with her for a while. She told me that she was the head teller of the bank and had married the president of the bank who was tall, dark, and handsome, some said he looked like Tony Curtis. Lucky Girl! As I was walking down the street I saw a familiar lady with six children running behind. When I got closer I saw it was the former Ardella Grindle. She had made good as a telephone company manager and was now on her way to be a success in music. She had changed her nameg they now called her the Copper Coated Throat of Music. She had really become a success. Isaw Ben McKnight and he invited me to his restaurant, The McKnight Club where he was the chef. He told me that Kent Peacock had become a successful farmer. Kent had a charming wife who handled all the money. After I had gone down the street for about a block I came to a sign which said Madame Bettee's Beautee Salon . So, out of curiosity to see if it was my old school mate, Betty Welsh, I stopped in. Sure enough it was. Wedgabbed and gabbed about this and that until our vocal chords almost gave out. While I was there Betry's ol girl friend, Phyllis Williamson, came in to get her hair set, and we found out that she was a Home Ec. teac er at Peru, Indiana. In the beauty shop I picked up a newspaper and saw a very interesting article about the legislature. There I saw Congress was in session, and it said that one of the filibusterers, Leland Mote, had been ilibustering for sev- eral days straight. After I left the Salon, I ran into Ray Turner selling bermuda shorts for Ed Cornell's in Greenville, Ohio. I chatted with him for awhile and found out he had just finished serving a 10 year hitch in the navy. He informed me that Gary Ketron had become the successful Secretary of Agriculture and was introducing more bills for the farmers than ever before. He also told me that Floyd Whistler had become the Chief-Assist- ant to the Assistant of the Assistant of the National Wholesalers of America. Istarted down the street in the opposite direction, when I saw a sign which said, Love Counsellor . One of my friends had been having trouble along this line so I went in to speak to the counsellor, and much to my surprise, there sat Joan Powers, the one and only. I chatted with her for awhile and he told me that the former Peggy Welsh had gone to Moody Bible Institute and was not in South America working with her husband, Jerry Hueber. Then I went back to the Wantz Airport and started on my way home, thus, ending my trip to see my former class mates.