Albany Union High School - Whirlwind Yearbook (Albany, OR)

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- State of Illinois and was stationed in Chicago during the beer war and the rule of the gangsters.” “We shall now hear from our friend, Eldon Cady, the president of the American Railway Express.” “I began life as the son of a mailman, and consequently had a good start in the world. I refused to go to school until one day I was offered the position of president of this great company. I immediately finished school and made a fortune.” “Dorothy Conner Rohrbough, whom we haven’t seen for a long time, will now have the floor.” “I was very happy. Harlan was always good to me, until one day a black-haired snake stole him from me. In my sorrow I went to Jack Berry, who took me to wife. As missionaries we sailed to South Siberia to minister to the savages. When the news of this trip was broadcast, we journeyed across country to this place, and here we are as dead—or might as well be.” Walter stood in silence for some moments and then called on the noted evangelist, Bob Stevens. “Well,” said Bob, “I used to be very hare-brained and carefree, but suddenly the real responsibilities of life overwhelmed me. I became a minister, trying to lead others into the correct way of living.” “We haven’t heard from Dorothy Chambers yet,” said Walter. “Dorothy, what have you been doing with your life?” “I?” said Dorothy. “I had a very trying time as wife of Walter Keefe. I was forced to go among the Amazulu in the Kraal of Duzulagoe in South Rhodesia. Finally Walter turned missionary. There we were and with no visible means of escape, until this expedition lured us here.” “Now,” said Walt, “we are all tired. Shall we sleep for another hundred years? Then we shall raise to continue our conversation. Dr. Stevens, if you will lead us in prayer, we shall again drift to oblivion.” Thus ended the recital of activities of the class of 1929. Some were happy, others were unhappy, and still others were famous, but in the end they were all gathered together to die in the same place. 2f

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 Senior Prophecy It was in the year 2029 A. D. Great excitement prevailed in the civilized world. A great archeological discovery had been revealed. A tomb filled with the mummies of a once glorious age had been found. It was not till then that scientists learned that the pioneers of 1929—the Senior class of 29—had all perished in the dread Libyan Desert. One of the most astounding discoveries was a massive mummy with the strange hieroglyphics “OK. E. A. H.” inscribed upon it. We shall now travel to the tomb and see the contents of it: In a darkened room hewn out of living rock by hot air (used by Merle Nesbitt), the mummies rise up, and speak in sepulchral tones— “Well, fellow dust, it seems that we are disturbed. Let us recall our old times. Lena Cline, rise and speak! Tell what happened before you met us here, over a century ago.” “Mr. President Hauswirth, Percy Veal and I became as one in 1932. We were the proud parents of three children. Our home was a happy one, until one day Percy and I had a slight altercation, and he deserted me. I lived as best I could for a while. Hearing of this trek, I came thither, and here I am.” “Very sad, very sad,” quoth Hauswirth. “Now let us hear what the commissary director and guard of the Royal Jelly House has to say—. Mr. Brandeberry. “Years ago I became a ‘white wing’ in New York City, and because of my chosen career, Dorothy left me. This left me broken-hearted, and learning of this place, I came here. I can say no more,” sobbed Cedric. Next Walter called on the illustrious horse breaker of the cavalcade, Jack Carthey. “I spent the greater part of my life making toy airplanes. After a crash of one of them, in which my son became injured (OK! I forgot; yes, Jennie Bickman finally married me), I became a part of my old class on this last journey,” said Jack. “Now let us hear from Rex Gildow, who shall elucidate on the adventures of the ‘Inseparables,’ Earl LaRowe, Ralph McClain, “Wop” Hauswirth, and Lloyd Bates. All right, Rex. rWell, we formed a trading company to the East Indies, and all became rich and prosperous, until one day a swindler and bond sharper, (you all knew him as Bob Buchanan) usurped our territory and took all our money, and here we are broken both in pocketbook and mind. We do not trust a preacher’s son anymore. “My!” quoth Walter. “All of these stories are sad. If anyone has a glad story to tell, let us hear it now.” “Hey! Mr. President! I have a fine story to tell you. I had a good time!” cried Gordon Gilkey from the far corner of the room. “Well, Gordon,’ ’said Walter, “let us hear about it.” “I have been drawing my way through life,” continued Gordon. “I have drawn before kings, princes, and all the royalty of Europe. At times I have even been drawn before judges, but in spite of all I have been very happy.” “Now, let us hear from Carleton Sox, of whom we all had great expectations.” “Well,” said Carleton, “in 1942, I became President of the U. S. A. I was elected for two consecutive terms, but finally became ill. After my term had expired, I heard of this expedition and came here to die with the rest of the class.” “I see we have other distinguished persons in our midst. Now, Alison, have you anything to say?” “I?” boomed Alison. “I became the foremost woman lawyer in the United States, losing only one case out of over five hundred. I was prosecuting attorney for the 25

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(T94-J c s Rich Hates McDermott Sanders Stiff Junior History ACT ONE Freshman Place: Albany Junior High Schools. Time: 1926-1927. The class of 1930 starts its long journey through High School in the Junior Highs, Central and Madison, with an attendance of eighty-four. ACT TWO Sophomores Place: Albany Senior High School. Time: 1927-1928. The next year finds our once timid, bashful, yet quite courageous Fresh- men posing as wise Sophomores, all striving to do their part—as the saying goes, “Work hard, Sophs, and you’ll be a Senior some day. It is not long before the Sophs are swung into the flood of activities of the High School. The following officers elected for the ensuing year are: Frank Niles, president; Wesley Nesbitt, vice-president; Elwood Trapp, secretary; Ray- mond Neugart, treasurer; Raymond Rich, representative to Student Council. ACT THREE Juniors Place: Albany Senior High School. Time: 1928-1929. When another year passes, we find that our brave Sophomores have become much braver Juniors. They exhibit their ability on Thanksgiving by presenting the play, “The First Thanksgiving.” These zealous Juniors win the interclass basketball championship for 1928. This year the officers are Raymond Rich, president; Lloyd Bates, vice- president; Mark Sanders, secretary; Guy Stiff, treasurer; Mary Merrill, Junior reporter; Frank Niles, representative to the Student Council. ACT FOUR Seniors (This act is not yet presented, but we venture the hope that the class will graduate in 1930 with a one-hundred per cent average.) 27