Birmingham High School - Eagles Yearbook (Birmingham, IA)

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ICLASS PROPHEQY E Hello Emily! Hello George! Nice of you to drop in. Your just in time for a movie so give the maid your hat and coat. Come on in the front room, I've got the projector set up and all ready to go. These pictures are of old classmates of mine in the Senior Class of M9-50. Now I'll turn off the lights if everyone is seated and we'll start our little schoolday movie. The first person I contacted was the cute little delicate blond known as Mary Anna Nelson. Here I was talking to her as she got off work at the Seins and Seins Transcontinentlal Storage business office in Philadelphia where she worked her way up from secretary to Vice President of the Board of Directors. She also models a little on the side in her spare time and by the way boys she's still single. This next picture shows James Parsons and me QJimm1e Weller! on a yacht in Manhatten Bay after a busy week of engineering at a New York Construction Company owned by James. He is married now and is right up in the chips but no little ones yet. The next person I encountered was Nancy Swygard. Nancy told me she was singing at the Stork Club three nights a week and the rest of the time she is at home taking care of the little ones KL that lsj, while hubby is managing a new grain and feed elevator which is going strong. Next I got in my little helicopter and flew over to New Haven, Conneticut to the big Yale University where I found Jerry Hoenshel, to my surprise, teaching physics, and coaching basketball. This next picture is of Jerry giving a little talk to a bunch of his players for not doing what he told them to. Then I seated myself in my plane and took off for a little town in Maine where I heard Harley Shipley was doing a great lumber business. In this picture you now see, we are on a log train heading for some camps of his. Harley is really doing swell. Then I flew over to Wisconsin where I found Bill Mueller farming 360 acres and also dairying. Bill is the owner of about SO head of cattle now and selling a lot of milk to Madison, Wis. Bill still has his butch haircut and his new Mercury has all four fenders smashed ln. Same old Bill, just a little on the reckless side yet. In this picture I was leaving B1ll's farm for Oak Ridge, Tennessee where I heard Donna Williams was working ln the Atomic Research Plant. I found Donna and had a long talk with her. In this picture she was showing me around the plant and in this one she took me to her home so I could meet her husband and 2 small children They have a swell home and both have good jobs. I said farewell and was off like a shot, I mean like a feather in my little helicopter to my next destination. B t what happened on my next trip wasn't so fortunate. I ran out of gas and had to land on a farm at the edge of town where I saw a couple of trucks parked. I found to my amazement Butch. I mean Elna Hbotman and her husband living a quiet easy life with a few head of stock and a little boy. He was chasing the chickens when I arrived and Elna was right after him with a broom. I met the family and it happened that it was Elna's birthday. This picture shows Elna blowing out all Qshould I say all the candles or 29 candles.J Then I had to be going after I found out where I was Cby the way, I was around Memphis, Mo.D This next picture you see I was in Ft. Madison where I was talking to Jacque McBride. She is a B-T-0 there now, that's short for Big Time Operator at the Scheaffer Plant. What I mean is she is an executive there. Like Mary Anna, Jacque is still single and by the way boys she's getting cuter every day. That must be caused from hard work and lots of eating. Y? 0

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