Atlanta High School - Atalanta Yearbook (Atlanta, IL)

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AS WE LOOK AHEAD It seems strange to say, but one blooming spring day in 1974, we — Anna Kurth and Charmayne Upton — found ourselves on Mars. We can't say how we got here, but, nevertheless, we’re here. Of course after a hard 20 years of dancing in all parts of the universe we were glad we had turned up unexpectedly on this quiet planet. So naturally while we were resting we began to wonder about our classmates of 1954. Well, we thought it would be easy to see them but, after all, it isn’t so simple to travel to Earth from Mars! It wasn't too long before we ran into a space man and we asked him how to get there. He said that the G. M. O. Flying Saucer would be leaving in the afternoon. In the meantime we'went to the local department store to purchase our space suits. Now we certainly didn't expect to find any of our old chums here but, believe it or not, in front of the department store sat Don Benedict trying his best to sell some liniment for cows which is only good on planets other than Earth. Now we were too kindhearted to tell him that cows don't live on Mars so we dropped a dime into his tin cup and took a bottle with us. We bade him goodbye and made our way into the store. Things are really getting hard to understand but nere, behind a counter, stood Donna Ewing, formerly Donna Cook, selling (of all things) Willys Jeeps. Naturally, they were doll-sized. We wished her a good success in business and walked away to buy our suits. This being done, we trotted down to the Gaither Space Patrol. This frightened us somewhat because Joe, himself, was driving the saucer this particular afternoon and, as everyone knew what a speed demon he was, we were shaking. Much to our dismay (and his glory) we made the trip in 2 hours and 42 minutes to set a new universal record. Picking oursekves up in Atlanta, a huge building appeared in front of us. It was Carol Leesman's Reducing Salon. We finally got her out of a reducing machine to talk with her a few minutes, and then we continued down the street. A terrible dust storm suddenly started and nearly blew us off the sidewalk. When everything cleared up, we discovered that it was only Dale McRoBerts cleaning the city streets with his new duster. He offered to take us into the Dairy Bar under the ownership of two people — Patty Fones and Lois Baldwin. After a lengthy chat over a hot Dipsy Dup, we decided to get out of our space suits and buy some new clothes. We stepped into Miller Mandrell, Inc., to select them. Delores and Huey were sorry to inform us, but their creations weren't drawing many customers. After purchasing one of their latest fashions we gave them our sympathy and continued on. Tne next building caught our attention. The sign above the door read Kieszling and Kieszling. Now we expected this to be a sewing shop but to our surprise it was a smelly place. The two sisters explained that they were trying to invent a new perfumed gasoline for Ford which would make them go faster as well as give the car that feminine odour but weren't as yet too successful. We wished them well and left to eat our dinner. We were stopped on the street by Mr. Jerry Rude, new principal of A. C. H. S. He gave us a lecture on how to conduct ourselves in Atlanta and strolled on. We passed up Brock's Hamburger Shop because we felt like splurging and wanted to eat in a swank restaurant. We decided to talk with Joyce later, but right now we were awfully hungry. With our manners all polished up, we entered the most beautiful place in town — Stork Club No. II owned by another Joyce. Miss Rawlins sat down with us for a short visit. She couldn't stay long because she had a date with another wealthy merchant, Robert Kessinger. He is now owner of the Atlanta Baking Co. I ran a splinter in my finger, so we rushed to the City Hospital. We chose this one because we heard that Jackie Miller was a well-known doctor there and she would take very good care of us. This taken care of, we bought the “evening paper. Very naturally the editor was Barbara Gilbert. Amazingly we found we could actually read it! There were several articles concerning our classmates. The headline was terrible news to us. We expected it sooner or later, but Patricia Baker had been sent to prison on the 204 — over resting. We made up our minds to drop her a few lines sometime in the near future. We saw there was an essay contest to be held soon. Two of the people who had entered it were Joann Baker and Mina Hulva. One of them was certain to win first place. We always thought Ronny Yeast and Bob Warrick had some things in common but now we are certain of it as we read that they were each going into business together. Ronny was manufacturing baby food and Bob was knitting baby bonnets. All we could do was to hope they had good luck. Then we saw a late news bulletin — Virginia Bateman Canfield was singing in New York with a famous name band. This may be a surprise to some people but the band leader was none other than our own Harold Long. There was another famous person in the East of whom we are all very proud. He is Ted Griffen, who has recently joined the Philharmonic Symphony Orchestra and is playing the symbols. Now we are ready to leave Atlanta because we have seen all of our friends but two. We found that they were in Washington, D. C., so we decided to stop there to pay them a visit. We are very proud of these two because they play an important part in our lives. They are Jim Pittenger — Secretary of War and Kenneth Johnston — Secretary of Agriculture. We talked with them as long as we could but some mysterious magnet keeps drawing us away from Earth. Farther..........farther..........

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SENIOR CLASS POEM r Kenny Johnston is our president, He's always sharp as a tack. Look out, there he went With his books all in a stack. Anna Florence is quite a girl, She's the giggliest thing you ever saw. She keeps the audience in a whirl When she plays the part of Maw”. Harold Long is a sleeping lad, When he should look very bright. Driving a car to him is a fad. Oh Harold, please won't you sleep at night? Quite a salesman is this boy, He can sell most anything. Yes, James could sell most any toy Or book or card or ring. A sweet little girl is our Charmayne, She's quite a busy lass. She's always around without restrain To help out in our class. A boy with a smile any hour of the day And a dimple in his chin Would be none other than Bob K. With a really pleasant grin. Carol Leesman is very neat And would like an office job. We know she'll get it because she's sweet And certainly not a snob. Now our Joyce Ann is very gay, She's a very good worker, too. She's so happy all the day, And most anything for our class she'll do. In a restaurant Delores works Making sandwiches and such. While a pot of coffee perks, She gives the food it's final touch. Huey, why do you pester the girls, When you could be very nice? You hit them, poke them, and pull their curls, When you know a scolding is the price. Lois Baldwin lives down by the park, And works at the Dairy Bar. She keeps as happy as a lark, Her debts she pays at par. Patty Fones is quite a girl, A cheerleader is she. She keeps the boys all in a whirl With a smile we like to see. Bob Warrick is a country lad, We like to call him Pick . Baseball is his favorite fad, And with him will always stick. Jo Ann has made her future plans, Which makes her very gay, Though she will scrub those pots and pans She'll be happy day to day. An honor roll student is Pat Baker. She can also cook and sew. In her studying she's never a faker, And her grades are never low. Jerry's the cut-up of our class Hfc always is a worry, In sports tho he's the real brass All hustle, bustle, and hurry. Annabelle, where were you today? We like you ever so. Why don't you pull up a chair and stay We'll talk about your beau! Here's a good sport You'll all agree Anywhere — on the court Why sure, it's Ted G. Barbara is busy every six weeks, For she's editor of our school paper. She studies hard and never peeks And seldom cuts a caper. A country lad is our Don B. With a smile that lasts all day. He was a good actor, you'll all agree, In this year's senior play. A singer is Virginia B. She also has her ring, left hand. She sings to him, You Belong to Me . We wish her happiness and think she's grand. Here's a boy, we call him Mac”. He works and then he'll clown. He's certainly not a sad old sack, That's why we like him roun . Look out for Joyce Johnson's driving indeed, Because as you all know, She like6 a certain Speed , And to the altar they will go. Jackie is so pert and gay. She studies very much. A nurse's uniform someday Will give her the final touch. A country girl is this classmate, She's Mina, with her smile Now this among us all does rate, For it's never out of style. A very fine cook will be this lass, And a very fine seamstress, too. If you've guessed Julia of our senior class How very right are you! Three more will make this class complete, Just Ronnie, Joe and I. So we will now get to our feet And wish you all goodbye. Donna Ronnie Joe

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1. Fonsey” 2. Shep 3. -V” 4. Tombstone” 5. Jackie 6. Mac 7. The Kieszling Kids 8. Legs’ 9. Pat 10. Delores 11. Red 12. Rudolph 13. Donnie 14. Ronnie 15. Baidy” 16. Barb GURGLES