Chatfield High School - Tiger Stripe Yearbook (Chatfield, OH)

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By this time I was feeling very tired but extremely happy from the day's adventure. I picked up my little companion, a French poodle, when suddenly it gave a yelp. Some- thing was wrong with its foot. I looked around and--just my luck, there was a sian Ufeterinarianl pointing to a building in the back of a large house. I went to the door hoping the doctor would take care of my dog, even though it was after office hours. When the door opened, I gasped with surprise. There stood Margaret Ross, now Mrs. Margaret Sand. Momentarily I forgot my mission but just then Johnny came into the room. I showed him the dog and while he examined it, Marg and I talked of all the old memories and dear times spent at Chatfield. She invited me to stay at her home for the night and I gladly accepted. The next morning I felt energetic again, and Marg and Johnny invited me to go with them to Sunday Church Services. As the services started, I was proud to note that Silas Beal was the minister of the unusually large congregation. I could never forget his wonderful sermon on Live Christ. After the service Silas told me of his work and I could see in the faces of his congregation that he was doing a wonderful job. I left the church and said farewell to my classmates. I decided to go to a restaurant for my Sunday meal and then find the other members of my graduating class. I ordered my meal and was waiting for the food to arrive when a very neat looking sailor came into the restaurant. To my surprise, it turned out to be Jack Kirby. In talking with him I learned that he was an admiral in the navy. Also, he said that he was getting married next month which explained why he was so extremely happy. I left the restaurant and began to walk down the street when I met Ches Long and Bill Eicher looking very business-like. They showed me the new grain plant they were build- ing as partners. It seems they were doing very well in the elevator business. Being told that the rest of my classmates lived in other states I acquired their addresses and left at once because my time was getting short. I arrived in Detroit, Michigan at 7:45 p.m. and located the address I had in mind. Sure enough there was Eddie's Meat and Grocery Market beside an adorable house. Being Sunday, the store was closed so I went to the houseg I checked the impulse to walk right in and knocked lightly. Ruthie and Eddie came to the door and were really sur- prised to see someone from Chatfield. Ruthie told me she still gives twirling lessons to a large class as well as her own three children. I spent the night at her home, awaking the next morning later than I intended. I thanked Ruthie for her hospitality and hurried on my way. From Michigan I traveled to Washington D. C. to the White House. There I met Leonard Kocher who is now the very efficient mail carrier for the President of the U. S. He told me he was glad for the experience he had in mail carrying in high school, Leonard said he had something to show me. We stopped in front of a door with Chief Executive, Designer, Roger Rothhaar, written on it. We went inside and found Roger very busy drawing confidential designs for the U. S. Air Force. To my surprise Roger also had two body guards lnot that he couldn't take care of hims elfj. On my way back through New York I stopped at Buffalo to visit a doctor and nurse at Faith Hospital. They were Paul Beal and Rosy. They said they were very happy because recently Paul discovered a new medicine for heart disease. Paul told me that our senior year sponsor, Mr. Maxwell and his wife and children went to California for a vacation. I left Buffalo and arrived in New York City late in the afternoon with just enough time to freshen up and go to Madison Square Gardens to see Ron Sand and his great basketball team. After the game I met Ron. He told me that as yet, he was still a bachelor. Happily I went home and went to sleep with a contented sigh at the past three days happenings. Certainly the community of Chatfield can be proud of these achievements ---- by Carolyn Schifer Clas s Prophet

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Class Prophecy I'm walking down East Boulevard in New York City to my apartment which is a very short distance from the Columbia Broadcasting Studio where I work. My job--well, I make recordings. My most recent record, Tender Lover is the top song on Hit Parade. When I arrived at the apartment, I decided that tonight, for a change, I would spend a nice quiet evening at home, reading a book. I went to the book shelf and, looking over the titles, I came across my old senior annual. As I paged through it I found myself looking into the faces of the nineteen most wonderful people I had ever known, my class- mates. A tear of happiness came to my eye and the fond memories of twelve nearly for- gotten years surged through my mind. I wondered what each was doing now, and I knew that I must see them all again. The next morning I prepared for the trip. I decided to take a plane to Ohio where I could learn the whereabouts of my classmates. As I boarded the plane, the pilot came out of the cockpit and, to my surprise, it was Gary Smith. We talked for a short time until Gary had to prepare for take-off. I learned that he was married to Eunice Zucker and they had two children. I arrived in Columbus at 9:15 a. m. and began looking for a hotel where I could leave my luggage for the morning. Upon finding one by the name of Kalb Hotel I went into the lobby and sat down. Looking around I noticed two men standing at one side of the room laughing and obviously having a good time. Just then they turned around and I found them to be Robert Kalb, owner of the hotel, and Carmen Heiser. Carmen told me he had been staying there for the past week because he was making some very important campaign speeches. He was running for Governor of Ohio. In talking further with Robert I learned he had just built his hotel, which was ultra modern, and it was doing very well. I extended my Good Luck to Carmen, in the election and had to leave because time was so short. I arrived in Chatfield at ll:30 a. m. and went straight to the school. How happy I was to see the o1d brick bui1ding again. As I walked up the sidewalk, I met one of the teachers, Marilyn Auck. She told me she taught the first grade and that she was teach- ing some of her classmates' children. Among them were Leutholds, Vredenburghs, and Clingers. Marilyn gave me their addresses and after we shared dinner I continued my journey. The Jim Leuthold home was located in the suburbs of Chatfield. I was met at the door by Jim and a dark haired little boy. He invited me in and called his wife, Dorothy QGerhartJ. Jim told me he was a truck driver. As the afternoon was going fast I took leave of the happy family. As I was going back up town I noticed a sign saying, Larry's Gulf Station, 50 ft. I wondered if this could be Larry Vredenburgh and sure enough when I drove into the station there he was swarmed with customers. I waited a while until Larry finished and could find time to talk. He told me he was doing very well and was happily married to a girl from Bucyrus. As Larry was getting more and more customers he had to get back to work. When I was leaving Larry's Gulf Station, a new 1966 Mercury pulled in and, to my astonishment, Tom Clinger got out. He said he was a chemist in the Chatfield branch of Batelle Institute and that he liked his work very much. Tom invited me to his very modern home for supper, and I accepted graciously. After a lengthy chat with him and his wife, Margie, I regretfully had to leave.

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