Black Foxe Military Institute - Adjutant Yearbook (Los Angeles, CA)

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Mr. Big enioys the pleasure of such things as the trumpet, cards, old smoking cars llet's see I said that once before didn't I? No matterll, U. S. History, and English. Dave also resides out in the sticks at 10530 Commerce Ave., Tuiunga lWash.l ln 1951 through a small hole, well it was really a large one, in the fence he entered ye olde school grounds. As is the mainstay of the rest of the senior class Dave has within him a good, althought it may come out wrong sometimes, sense of humor, especially about his car. He plans to become a sound effects man when out of high school. And so with his trusty trumpet, his sergeants rating, and letters in bas- ketball and baseball he leaves our dusty but time honored walls. DAVE BACHMAN Mirror, mirror on the wall tell us who's the best trumpet player of them all? Well it could be one of two and David Leon Bachman is one of the two. Weighing 240 lbs. and scraping the clouds at 6 ft. 3 in. he can quite successfully block the entrance to the Physic room, thus causing the rest of the class to eventually break a window trying to get in. Dave crawled out of a trumpet lgad how cornyll on March 10, 1938 in Glendale, Calif. He's a member in good standing of the De Molays and drives or pedals an old smoking car with more inertia than force. l

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PROPHECY On my left was Norbert Orens, vice president of our class and in later life the Di- rector of lnterplanetary Sports, and across from him was one of Saturn's foremost phy- sicians, Mike Wong, who had been Secretary of our class and who, as I recall, had been quite a swimmer. Next to Orens was James Ming, our Trustworthy Treasurer and a famous pianist of his day, and completing the class officers, Ifor I myself was presidentl was Ed Paschall, class Sergeant at Arms and teacher of music at the University of Jupiter. Down the left of the table, after Jim Ming, was Dave Bachman, who, as I had read in the Earth Daily Times, was a famous interpreter of the interplanetary symphonic noises from which come the Galaxy's greatest musical works. Dick Brown next, owner of the famous collection of Plutonion Coins, the most valuable in the known Universe. Gordon Clendenning was next, interplanetary linquist and solar comedian, and Casey Cooper, im- porter of Mercury Orchids. How well I remembered them, through my own correspondence and through news- papers. George Coriat and Philip Dee who worked together as top flight international en- gineers on the first international rocket proiect, back when the United States was still a separate part of Earth. And Emmett Buster Guise who developed the aeronautical details of that very same proiect. Way down at the other end of the table was Jerry Herbst, developer and distributor of rocket and saucer fuel. On the right side of the table at the other end was Lee Hutson, the first Governor of Earth's moon, and next to him Alan Kane who wrote for the lnterplanetary Press and cov- vered such events as the destruction of Saturn's rings. There was Bob Knourek, conductor of the Galaxy Symphonic Orchestra and, incidentally, a wonderful conductor of the music of Dave Bashman. Another flash of lightning lit the four walls of the room and revealed in its glare twenty-four empty chairs, but in the returning darkness the ghostly figures reappeared, showing Nelson Loke seated on the left of Bob Knourek, Nelson, I recalled, was the Gal- axy's foremost authority on Rhythm and Blues, a form of entertainment in the 20th Cen- tury when we were in school. No one did more for the cause of religion than the next person, Richard Meyer, disciple of Our Lord and Missionary to the dark planets. Next to Rich was Don Owen who had been a photographer of outer space and was renowned for discovering three Galaxies formerly unthought of . Jim Pollock, the great Shakespearian actor was next and after him Ronald Remington, the politician who broke up an infamous gangster syndicate way back in 1965. Harry Rothschild, one of the school's best first lieutenants and owner of the Rothschild Oil Com- pany which dealt in lubricants for intergalaxial spaceships, was the next vision and George Vail, pilot of some of the first rocket ships, sat next to him. The last place was occupied by Dudley Warner who achieved intergalaxial fame by developing the ray gun which con- quered both the Martians and the Pathagoliths. Those were the faces I knew and spent my school days with at Black-Foxe, and those were the memories each brought back to me as I surveyed them quickly before the Genii spoke again. Now stand and leave your body, for you have passed away, and, though you feel no different, your soul may not here stay. Join now forever those friends you knew and have happy times in Eternity too. And the Genii vanished before me, causing me to stand sud- denly in alarm, and just as suddenly those twenty-three ghosts of my classmates arose and with a windy, hollow cheer, welcomed me to the class again. I looked at myself, and I had the same intangible body that they had, and in my chair was a stony visage that had been me. With a sudden crash the castle, shaken by the wind and rain, collapsed upon the table and upon my freinds and me, but we merely ascended through the wreckage and kept on rising. .,:. ttf ht , .4' .Lu I, gi! it n Y. .x,.

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One Richard Cosby Brown, born September 12, 1937, in San Diego, California, entered the routines of Black-Foxe in the year of famine, 1950. He quickly adapted himself to the daily habitats and obligations of the inmates of the well-known school for waterlogged football players. Wandering around in a cloud lsix feet two and a half inches and 170 poundsl lhe, that is, not the cloudl. Dick soon proved himself to be quite adept in the field of music, which is his main hobby. Progressive music or iazz, that is. He now plays first clarinet in our honorable lor should we say venerablel band and has also taken the sax duties from time to time. DICK BROWN fs 'C Outside the self made smog of Capt. Dowd, Dick likes U.S. History and iournalism. Militarily speaking he hasn't done much, with the exception of a few conduct ribbons. On the athletic side, however, he has a var- sity basketball letter along with a varsity tennis letter. A J.V. letter in basketball also makes its place among the others. Dick has also played varsity baseball which rounds out his sports. Turning to the scholarly side he plans to at- tend Santa Monica City College and take either music or foreign trade. s s 2 .. It 1-Q.5'bsGiQ W '+V . .S 1 ' ts - Q M.. . . ,,,,S , , ,,,. Q1 .:i:1.'r15SE v, - ' -N' Q ,,'I s 3-35,5 , .1 N. ,z, 1' 9 4.2 ' 'M Lf AY' Ll' .g 5' ' .Q S .fl Q 1 ' 1- ..4 J . NT, a H' cw 1 I 29 .J if