Blend High School - Memories Yearbook (Blend, IL)

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CLASS PROPHECY By Gloria Valerio Some very strange spirit has given to me, A very strange power, I think you’ll agree, That the future of my classmates I may foresee, And that’s how I yrote our class prophecy. So, stop, my friends, and listen to me, Listen before this spirit does flee, I’ll tell you what each of us will be, As in the vision our futures I see. Dario Cova is in the White House now, He proved he knew his “oats”. Imagine his taking the President’s vow! (We wonder where he got the votes.) With the President I hear Leo Lolie talking. And this is really good news! “Say, Pres,” he says, “If you’re goin’ out walkin’, Do you want I should polish your shoes?” Esther Barnabe is old and gray, But inactive by no means! ’Twas basketball she used to play, Now, it’s pinball machines. John Bednar has developed a manner that’s quiet, He’s soft-spoken as a Quaker. But, after all, one can’t cause a riot If one chooses to be an undertaker. Catherine Griglione has taken first place At the top of society’s list. She stands out in the liquor race As the greatest prohibitionist. Ray Turcol can catch a crook in no time, For of all detectives he’s the best. The symbol of his war against crime Is the star he wears on his vest. A portrait of Mr. Bertetti I see, And it’s a beautiful one at that, Because it’s Helen’s artistry. (And because he’s wearing a hat.) Out in the woods and all alone Where there’s not a single care, Joe Pellock, the ventriloquist, can make his home For he practices with the birds there.