Black Earth High School - Earthman Yearbook (Black Earth, WI)

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CLASS PROPHECY On this bright moonlight night in May, Mr. Bronson went to bed feeling happy and contented. Soon he was fast asleep and he had the most-interesting dream, that start- ed with a familiar figure. I wonder who it could be. It looks like Donald Bergum but he appears to be years older. Just look at the calendar showing the year --1957. But what is Don doing? He seems to be helping crippled people. I've got it.' Don has be- come a chiropractor and a successful one by the appearance or several patients who are being greeted by an attractive blonde girl who looks 1ike--why, it is: Mary Ann Bollig . So she is Don's receptionist and by all appearances, she's wearing a wedding ring. But that wasn't such a surprise. What is this coming to the door. An exquisitely dressed woman with a beautiful hair -do. It's Gladys Anderson: she's a beauty culturist now. She certainly has gone places?! Now dreams traveled out on the buSy section of town--the street: iWhat a surprise greets our eyes: Fesenfeld's Garage with -- what's that on the window? i There's a Ford in your future. I always thought Alan was interested in Chevrolets. He evident- ly has changed his mind--but hwo is this coming down the street? It looks like a school teacher, and it is'. It's Lois Obright who is just going home after a trying day at the school. I hear this younger generation is a difficult group to teach. Well, I think I'lIbuy my wife a present for her birthday. Entering the store, I see a familiar clerk who resembles Lorene Sale, she's just as short as always but she makes a wonderful clerk. Standing in the store and looking across the street, I can see the telephone office and answering the calls is Jane Urban, talking just as fast as ever. She used to say more in two minutes than most people could say in ten. Another character has entered the scene and to my surprise, it's Anna Thony Un'rs. Frankie Ingoldi and her two little boys, Frankie, Jr. and Johnnie. I hear she and her husband are running a farm. A great life, no doubt. As I approached the street there whizzed past a large trnck pulling a semi-trailor. But that driver looked like someone I should know. Of course, itis .Tohn Aeschliman. Never did I think he would be a truck driver. Walking farther on and entering a doctor's office, I am greeted by a familiar blond girl who seems to be a nurse and well experienced. It's Betty Handel, who always said she wanted to be a nurse or stenographer rather.than get married. Apparently she said the truth by the looks of her third finger,on her left hand. While sitting in the doctor's office, a woman come in and is greeted by Betty, Hi, Lurlene, how's the sick boy? She must have married her Mazo man after all. And I always thought she en- joyed taking over as a teacher. This is a surprise!.'

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So, as I started down the street again, a sign in the window attracts my attention and what did it say? ? ? Have your Photo taken. PHOTO STUDIO, PROP. Roland Kading. He had taken up photography instead of being disappointed in love, a nice occupation. tphotographerJ What's this? ? '? I'm moving out into the country, that sure is a nice chicken farm over there. But what's this name on the mailbox? Edward Punswick. It couldn't be. He and his wife aren't running a chicken farm? And traveling to the neighboring farm another familiar name is seen. Vivian Lee. I suppose he's just as bashful as he used to be. But I must be getting back so I guess I'll take a plane. After all I've gone a long way. 'Upon entering the ticket office, a familiar voice speaks my name and there keeping books is -- YOUiD never guess it! Dick Bardsley. I wonder if he's on the job like he was in his school days ? ? ? ? ? Climbing aboard the plane, I glanced at the fellow who is going to be my pilot and to my surprise, it's Lyle Barsness who was always so interested in planes that they came before history eny day. Well, I still feel safe. So now in returning to Black Earth, It glance out of the plane window and see smoke rising from the chimney of a. familiar house. The Powers household is all asleep, but itls almost time to milk the cows, Bill ---------- Mr. Bronson suddenly awoke ----- Ah! .' .' .' WHAT a night! 3 3 3 3