Centralia High School - Centralian Yearbook (Chillicothe, OH)

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I saw Nancy Wiley when I was eating lunch at the Brown Derby. She told me she certainly was glad she had taken the secretarial courses in school. She was now taking care of Elvis Presley's fan mail. Good surroundings as well as pay! Jane Roy had told me she wanted to be a nurse, so I thought I would find her next. Sure enough she was practicing, not as a nurse now, but as a surgeon. She took care of many famous stars, and she seemed to be doing quite well. She lent me one of her foreign cars in which to go sightseeing. In San Francisco I found Stewart's Beauty Salon. I just had to have my hair done to go out to the theatre that night. Who should operate this but Jeannie Stewart. She had thought up some of the most devastating hair styles. I thought I had better start for home the next morning. I phoned for a taxi from my hotel. Who should I find to take me to the airport to meet the plane but Janet Fraley. I boarded the plane. When I took my seat, I noticed someone familiar sitting across the aisle from me. She was dressed in a business suit and wore a huge hat. When I got to talking to her later, I found her to be Nancy Vetter. She showed me her latest book which she had written about. It was entitled The Philosophy of Life . She told me she was headed for New York to lecture on this subject. I was glad to be home again and decided I would have to travel more often.

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Next morning, I took the first plane for Texas. I had heard over the radio that a famous rodeo team was to put on a show at San Antonio. Robert Haynes and Donald Clever headed the performance' list. This wasn't surprising because I knew they would go far with their knowledge about horses. The show was delight- ful! I also found John Williams in Texas. He was prospecting for gold. He told me he just couldn't see himself working so hard when he knew there was so much wealth to be found, the easy way. Salt Lake City was next on my list of visitations. In Utah I had to see the world-famous Happy Time Carnival . Guy McQuaide and Donald Pritchard were co-owners and seemed very pleased with their unexpected success. I also found Frank Haynes there. He happened to be running the ferris wheel. I next wanted to see some beautiful country that I had heard Utah was famous for. I found my guide to be Don Richards. He took me to the Bonnieville Salt Flats to show me where he had set the most recent automobile record for speeding. I visited Las Vegas next. I saw a few of the famous gambling spots. The last person Iexpected to find there was the one person I first saw. It was none other than Carl Kohn who was now running The Golden Nugget . I found him standing beside the gambling table. Max Hupp, his bartender, was now very famous for his mixed drinks. I noticed while at Carl's club that there was always a wealthy lady gambling every night at about the same time. She always wore the same western jacket. I finally recognized the jacket. She was Bonnie Speakman. She told me she had nothing else to do and she had gotten all her money from dancing at jitterbug contests. I next stopped in San Francisco, California. I wanted some do-nuts! I noticed a sign which read, The Best Do-nuts in Town . When I walked in the door I immediately recognized Helen Stauffer and Mary Lou Ritchie, the proprietors. They had always been successful in the business world. I found two of my classmates in a school in this large city. Anna Weaver was teaching English and Peggy Proehl was a Home Economics Teacher. I went to Fort Shotgun next. I wanted to see a little bit of army life and what our young men were accomplishing in this field. I was amazed to find that Sharon Remley was now playing taps for them. My goodness, what an opportunity! Marvin Ray had just been promoted to K. P. and was well known for peeling more potatoes than any other soldier there. My next stop was Hollywood. I went to the Paramount Studio lot first of all. I was told I could watch the next screen test. I almost fell off my chair when a horse walked on the stage. They told me it was called Rex Rebel, and a young lady by the name of Marianne Schrenker insisted it was more talented than Trigger. As I was touring the studio, I noticed that Carrie Francis Fisher's dressing room door was a-jar. I wanted to see the interior of it. I saw Maryellan Speakman and Goldie Wilson in there. I went in to talk about the good old Centralia days. Maryellan said she was Carrie's make-up artist and Goldie was proud of the fact that she was her wardrobe manager. In the office, I found Thelma Kness. I knew she would go far in the secretarial field, but never as far as California.

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Poem SENIOR CLASS OF 1957 LOOKING ONWARD by Joyce Grubb As freshmen we started, Our climb four years ago. With wonderful intentions Our minds were all aglow. More we could have studied! We understand that now. But then we would have ponderedg And asked the question how. Our sights are on the future. Our school days lie behind. But in our minds we'l1 cherish A past but happy time. We say good-by Centralia, With no sad tears or sighs. For we are looking onward To what before us lies. 4 SENIOR SNAPSH OTS