Attica High School - Crimson Yearbook (Attica, IN)

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t-.f f'K' '13 in Hai jig A: .-.-.-. .pi f ,, C-.-.-.-: T V 'ii fig. I A F if ,. I by Mildred Hanner. Shirley's latest movie was Many Loves Have I by Rosanna Brady. At Pasadena, I found Don Boys, the World's Champion New Star, playing a game of tennis with the proceeds going to the Relief Fund for Old Maid Schoolteachers. Thinking that possibly some of my more conservative classmates had decided to live and die in Attica, I flew back to the Hoosier state. George Buck had become a member of the A. H. S. faculty, teaching shop. Ellen Cripe was still married and aside from raising a family, had become the city librarian. Jeanne Hurst, following in the steps of her father, had taken over the position of being income tax collector, and had added the mate to the ring on her third finger, left hand. Another who had followed in the footsteps of his father was John Hurych, expert dry-cleaner. I met Bob Johnson, whose fingers were bandaged from sticking them into light sockets. He had become an elec- trician by trade, but occasionally resorted to writing corny jokes as a side-line. I had no sooner stepped out of Bob's shop onto Perry Street than I spied Rose Larson and Jean Neal sauntering toward me. We talked and I learned that the two of them were working as secretaries in the Har- rison Steel offices. During the course of our conversation, I learned that Charles Van Laere was the owner of the most prosperous farm in Foun- tain County and was considering the post of Senator from our state. That subject lead to our talking of the old civics days at A. H. S. anduit seemed Mary Knowles had taken Mr. Cunningham's advice and chosen a com- patible mate after putting down his good points in proportion to the bad and coming out married. Barbara Summers had four little girls now and with their mother as center, they had quite a basketball team. They played exhibition games for A. I-I. S. physical education classes. Violet Thayer and Jean Oakley were also among the young married set of Attica. Time was growing short and I headed out to the Attica airport which had become a stop-over for T. V. A. I was about to step into my helio- copter when I saw a familiar face through a glass panel and following my nose, sure enough, I came to a very official door marked Marge Ottinger, Private. After three hours waiting, I was admitted to find that Marge was executive in charge of travel for T. V. A. and had earned her com- mercial license in her spare time. Then the office door swung open and Frances Stucker entered, wearing the official Air Hostess uniform. I finally had to turn the nose of my plane northward toward Chicago and upon arriving, I bought a newspaper to see what the windy city had to offer. The headlines struck my eye and it seemed a certain Carolyn Wood had written a best seller. Yes, it turned out to be the pen name of none other than Barbara Phelps, budding authoress of A. H. S. I hur- ried to Barb's hotel and as we were talking, her secretary walked in, and it was none other than Betty Minnick. It seemed Betty had graduated from Katherine Gibbs and was quite the picture of the competent secre- tary. The phone rang and Barb was surprised to hear the voice of Bob Shaffer who had become a national hero due to the fact that he had shot down 100 Jap planes. He was now a full General! Oh, how nice to know that we were all still present and accounted for with each doing his or her share. I taxied the helio out and back into its garage and with a long sigh, settled back into the swing of life in 1950. ' MIRRIAM NEWMARK. BARBARA PHELPS. we

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