Blandinsville High School - Crest Yearbook (Blandinsville, IL)

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. '74 ..Q tw E? ji Z. .S vhv This quietness is suddenly broken by a roar. I find myself in a crowd of people watching an auto race. Don't I recognize one of those daredevil drivers? Why, yes, that's Lynn Shanholtzer. The scene changes and I see a platform and the principal speaker is none other than that greatest politician of the day, Richard Banks. On the side I see a flash of red hair and recognize, Mildred Shumate, Riohard's able assistant. I also notice on the program that, Gerald Ruth is to speak, but I must hurry on so-- Ship Ahoy! Come aboard lads! are the cries I hear and there going up the gang plank are Zane Allen and Harry Hardisty, newly enlisted sailors. I next find myself in.a noisy newspaper office and at a desk marked EDITOR sits Dean Johnson busilyanswer- ing telephones,dictating to his secretary,etc.,butI1find he can always find time to have a few words with the cute Society Editor, Betty Taylor. The noise of the news roomy vanishes and a quiet church appears. The minister, another class mate,Vernon Stout. 'Listening with rapt attention is the renowned attorney, Willis Meek. The scene shifts to a cozy little apartment 'where an artist is busy at work. As I look more closely I recognize Marjorie Carty. There is a knock on the door and another familiar face appears. It is Florabelle Herzog, who has dropped in to tell about her new book she has just started. I hear her name has been mentioned for an award as the best novelist of the year. suddenly there is a deafening roar and I lookout the window in time to see Helen Keithley as she sweeps low in her airplane. With a flash a football field springs into view.

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CLASS PROPHECY 1942 appeared as if by magic and brought back memories of happy days long gone by. Then as it faded from my view I saw a large tent. Why it was a circus tent! -- and there in the center ring presiding over it was the.ring leader, Lloyd Sandstrom. And here comes the parade! I look closely and sure enough that lady bare-back rider is Patsy Farris. If you want to write your Congressman you'll have to address your letters to either Max Lober or Donald Shugart. They've made the Wold home townn proud of them and I hear they are helping Blandinsvillefs new mayor Halford York, as he attempts to change the old Blandinsville College into a University. As the Blandinsville College flashes before my eyes I see the Commercial professor, Ralph Killip and the Professor of Science, Paul York. As I watch a large Greyhound bus comes speeding down the highway with none other than Wayne Allen at the controls. I Suddenly a mansion comes into sight. The door opens and a butler steps back. Doesn't he look familiar? Where have I seen that face before? Why of course it's Donald Brandon. Two ladies stand before him and of course, I remember those two society girls as Mary Harper and Marjorie Randall. They go in to meet the owner of the mansion and here we find Marlise Buttemiehi another school mate. I see a richly furnished office with Donald Roberts president of a chain of grocery stores, dictating to his secretary, Margaret Cary. In an office in the same building I see another familiar face. Viana Veff tells me she is secretary to the rich banker, Robert Jones. They say his income is estimated in the millions.

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Y? in YELLY dm 1 ' s Egllinkj 'ln Ai 'hu' , I learn a hard-fought game has just been played and the score has ended in a tie. As the two coaches meet to shake hands, I recognize them as, Bill Hungate and Meredith Bright. As the scene changes with several bee hives. appears on boxes of honey I see a man in a mask working It is James Gordon whose name all over the country. A large restaurant appears and the famed ballroom dancers are none other than Gerald Campbell and his partner Helen Chenoweth. to see them and they tell at an Army Camp. ,In the Runner, an officers wife. This vision vanishes room and the surgeon is Marthabel Bice. Several in the Medical Journal. After the show I wentbamkstage me of a benefit show theygave audience had been fMnrjorie and I see a hospital operating the famed child specialist, of her articles have appeared A small dimly lighted room glides into view and at a table in the center a familiar face attracts my atten- tion. It is Dorothy Hardy, telling fortunes. As the time is passing rapidly I get in my ear and start home. Surely I didn't run that last stop light, but there is a policeman's whistle. I stop and look around. Why the policeman coming toward me is noneothm! than Lester Foote, Jr. He recognizes me as Betty Huston and doesnft give me a ticket because I never stop for signs anyway.