Borden High School - Echoes Yearbook (Borden, IN)

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3150 359 W I 3. W s CMQWGQM W W 79W It is now 1960 and I am ready to leave washington, D. C. in my new jet plane for my annual vacation trip. For two years I have been President of the Senate ibut my wife is still Speaker of the Housel. Poor me, I am always getting blamed for everything. Why, even as a baby they were always pinning things on me. While in a last conference with the President of the United States, I sat next to his private Secretary. Guess who it was? Why, none other than our own BETTY GRAY. Betty has held this job for quite-some time, and you can guess to which political party she would work for. My first stop on my cross-country trip was Philadelphia. These new Jet planes are such a marvel! iWhat will they think of next?l After landing, I looked for the most expensive apartment house in town. When I signed the register, I noticed GORDON TRAINOR'S name. I immediately rushed up to his apartment and was heartily welcomed by him and his family. Gordon told me that he entered the field of science and majored in the study of astronomy. He gave the world one great theory: That the moon doesn't affect the tide; just the untied. At 11 a.m. I left the Philly airport and headed toward Nethork. Upon arriving at this great city, I went to Fifth Avenue to see all the sights. walking down the avenue, I ran into the one and only DORIS JOHNS. She was on her way to lunch, and asked me to join her. During lunch we discussed the things that happened at B. H. S. while we were there. iWhat a discussionll Doris had always wanted to become an artist; so for two Years she studied Art. Then she married him. Her comic strip, Who Killed Grandma? was voted best of the year at the annual moron convention. With our discussion and lunch over, we joyfully parted since Doris had to get back to her studio for some more artistic work-and me?-on to see the New'York Pork Company, which had been my one desire in high school. But by a horrible mistake, I wandered into the President's office. There sat a man with a big cigar and his feet on the desk. My fear soon vanished because the President was an old classmate, RALPH FORDYCE. Ralph, the ingenial man that he was, had advanced up in the world. He had made many great improvements in the packing business. Having satisfied my packing house curiosity, I left the airport and headed toward Indianapolis. Luck was with me in landing because I had become dazed by hitting so many air pockets. I hailed a cab and asked him to rush me to the nearest doctor. To whom should he take me but GEORGE CALLAM. He had a sign on the door giving this slogan: 75$ of my patients survive. He took me into his office and gave me some pills that were large enough to choke a horse, but he told me there was no reason to worry because his 25$ had already died. my trip wouldn't be complete without stopping at Borden, my old home town. Since I had been a basketball player during my four years nge

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150 .1359 Gray, treasurer; and Doris Johns, class reporter. we found that we had lost only one shipmate, Dick McKinley. we were tossed about on the rough waters through English, agriculture, history, math, shorthand, and home economics hx'a few weeks. No seasickness was reported, and we learned to enjoy the studies especially the boys' and girls' physical education classes. Most of the boys played a very special position on the first and second teams. Even though we had to work hard, the journey was filled with many exciting exploits, the weiner roast, the Halloween party, and the basketball games. we sailed peacefully and happily through the Final Exams. Everyone passed and kept their rating as first-class seamen. we came to Christmas Island and docked for our vacation which ended the first half of this great educational experience. Returning to our ship, we continued our same course and sailed further into the peaceful waters of the Senior Sea. In February we published our last issue of the school paper, and then began to work harder on our school annual, Borden Echoes. Everyone was very interested and looked forward for the final copy because this was the first annual that had been.publiShed for a number of years. In March we dropped anchor for our skating party. Then the first week in April, we docked at the Louisville Harbor for the Junior and Senior Reception given in honor of our group. The last few weeks were spent practicing for the Senior play, Papa Says No! which was given on April 22. During the last week of our Journey, we gathered in the gym where the Baccalaureate, a short church service, was held to thank God for guiding us safely across the Twelve Seas. A few days later we dropped anchor and enjoyed a day of fishing and freedom from our duties. At last we crossed the Senior Sea and sighted the land of this Country of Great Knowledge. we firmly anchored the old wm. W. Borden Steamship at Borden Bay; and on April 29, 19h9, we proudly marched down the gangplank to the wharf for our Commencement Program. , Looking back across the endless span of deep, blue water; we realized that although we had crossed many troubled seas, we yet had many pleasant memories and everlasting friendships. Some of the sailors would continue their journey to higher branches of learning; but for others, this was the end of their educational voyage. tSheila Blackman gathered the information, and Regina Hash and Marcella Davis wrote the storyJ

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3150 W . f. s9- h eszei , x3 C F QMKWfQW W in high school, my first place to visit was the gym. There TOMMIE WOOD was busy training the boys for another successful season. He had coached the tea: that won the State Championship of '56. He said that he had worried terribly about the success of his team and often had gone for days without sleep. Why, he wouldn't have made it if he hadn't slept at nights. Taking a short-cut across the bridgeto visit the high school building, I knocked on the typing room door. The commercial teacher, JUNE KING, was explaining her new typing system which is known as the baseball system--hit and ruin. June told me about other members of our class. She said that LUCILLE CASEY was the first to marry in the Senior Class. Lucille and her husband were living on their goat farm at Daisy Hill. As I wandered from room to room through the building, I noticed a complete new faculty. With so many new rooms and other building improvements, one almost needs a guide to get around now. After leaving theschool, I headed toward home and met SHEILA BDACKMAN. Sheila said that she married that certain garageman and became the perfect housewife. tThe very first day she flooded the house to see the kitchen sink.l We had quite a chat about our old classmates. Sheila told me that AGNES BOOK is now married and living in Louisville where she is assistant editor of The Louisville Times. She is the mother of a bouncing baby boy or girl, but won't know which it is till it stops bouncing. After a short visit at home, I hoppedPinto my jet plane and continued my journey. To pass the time on my way to St. Louis, I turned on my radioib listen to my favorite disk jockey. tBefore you know it, they will be having shower baths in these p1anes.l I noticed St. Louis just ahead and prepared unland. Sheila had told me to visit the city hospital. tI didn't know whether I looked sick or what.l The reason was that REGINA HASH was the manager of this hospital. A new economic system to dispose of waste blood had been adopted by her--it is known as the bucket brigade. Regina explained the entire hospital system to me and told me that LUELLA REILLY was the head nurse. She said that Luella had always wanted to become a nurse; so she went to college four years and took medicine-then she became well. I left St. Louis and was continuing my journey when I made a startling discovery--I was hungry! I landed at Kansas City and made a dash for the nearest restaurant. Sitting in a far corner of the restaurant was none other than ED KNUCKLES enjoying a big juicy steak. I joined him at his table, and he told me that he had entered the beverage business. He had invented a drink that will make you popular, win you a host of friends, and make your life happier-Killya Cola. Ed informed me that BILLY DANNER is now head of the Kansas City Health Department. He recently passed a law against long skirts because they picked up germs, but now he stands on the ng$