Chestnut Ridge High School - Lion Yearbook (New Paris, PA)

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The same day we witnessed a miracle of precision . . . the changing of the guard at the tomb of the Unknown Soldier. We were all thoroughly con- vinced that those guards have built-in-second hands. Going by way of Arlington, Va., we visited Mount Vernon, the fully restored estate of George and Martha Washington. With all its special build- ings this spacious plantation must have been practically a self-sustaining community in its day. That evening some of our party went to see the Harlem Globetrotters playg others went swimming, and the less enthusiastic group rested their tired doggies while viewing Elvis in Iail House Rock. Despite exhaustion, mis- placed mattresses, and indigestion tthanks to Caruso's pizzall some of us managed to catch a few winks that night. At the unearthly hour of 6 A.M. the following morning some energetic soul roused us from our blissful slumbers. To the tune of fervent regrets that we hadn't consumed gallons of Geritol, we set off for the Bureau of Engraving and Printing. By that time we were so exhausted that money by the bales even failed to impress us. An interesting tour of the F. B. I. revived us in time to visit President Eisenhower's White House and the Washington Monument. Our more ath- letic types climbed its 898 steps and 50 landings. We spent Wednesday afternoon in the five buildings which comprise the Smithsonian Institute. These are devoted to exhibits of aviation, fine arts. natural history, transportation, science, medicine, industry and United States History. Before our buses departed, we were treated to an impromptu exhibition of rhythm and blues by two little Negro boys whose natural inclination for tapping and chanting rock-and-roll was readily exchanged for showers of coins. At approximately 10:30 P.M. Wednesday we reached C. R. H. S., and a wonderful trip, that we won't be apt to forget, ended. Here is a full salute to our chaperons-Miss Gerber, Mrs. Adams, Mr. Koza, and Mr. Rorabaugh whose help made it a much more memorable and enjoyable occasion. Thirty Five

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WASHINGTON SQU RE D-Day finally arrived and 81 members of our Senior Class set out for a three day invasion of Washington. Following a pause that refreshes at McConnellsburg, our blue and white buses sped us fwe use the term looselyl over the Mason-Dixon line to our first major stop, the magnificent Washington Cathedral. This edifice, a glowing example of Gothic grandeur, has been in construction for nearly a half century and is now over one-half completed. Next we visited the National Zoological Park. Because the zoo maintains a few empty cages at all times for the purpose of collecting unusual speci- mens, our chaperons became alarmed and took inventory when we boarded the buses again. That afternoon we were guided through the impressive Franciscan Mon- astery by a friar in the conventional garb of the Franciscan Order. This church houses beautiful works of art and numerous reproductions of sacred shrines. After a few moments rest at our respective hotels . . . Meridian Hill for the girlsg 2400 for the boys . . . we trotted blithely off to the American-Chinese Restaurant where we enjoyed a superb dinner, Chinese waiters. and a floor show. The latter featured Cindy and Lindy, a dancing couple, and of course, the traditional Lotus Blossoms. fWe're wondering if any of the boys lost their memories. Perhaps they haven't heard the ancient Greek legend of Ulysses and his followers.l Next we saw Lowell Thomas' Seven Wonders of the World which was second only to a storm at sea for making one sea-sick. Tuesday moming we had a hearty breakfast at Scholl's and set off for another day at sight-seeing. This day we saw such memorable sights as the Lincoln Memorial, Iwo lima Statue, Arlington Cemetery, Washington Airport. Library of Congress, Supreme Court fin sessionl. and the United States Capitol. Thirty F our

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ALFRED HITCHCOCK PRESENTS THE CLASS PROPHECY New York, N. Y. May l, 1983 Dear Diary, It's so much fun being an M.B.C. talent scout! Today M.B.C. TV executive, SAM BLACKBURN, called me from his plush downtown office to tell me that I was to embark immediately on a world wide search for new TV talent. Pittsburgh, Pa. Dear Diary, May 2, 1983 You'l1 never guess who was on the same train I took here--GEORGE and MARY CATHERINE fWEYANTl BOWSER and their world-famous circus. In one seat I saw George's star elephant trainers RICHARD HOOVER, GALEN SHAFFER, and ALLEN CLAYCOMB. Seat- ed next to those pachyderm experts were the courageous tightrope walkers, SANDRA FEAS- TER, NANCY ICKES, and GARY WILLIAMS. Suddenly I gasped in horror. There, standing in the aisle, were five people throwing knives at each other. I discovered, to my relief, that they were merely the famed jugglers, BARBRA HINTON, SALLY MCMILLEN, MARIORIE LATSHAW, DEAN HOUSEL, and ROBERT WERNER practicing their renowned knife act. Be- hind the jugglers sat the three most famous fat ladies in the circus world. I was astounded to learn that they were none other than my old classmates, IANET MCCREARY, PEGGY KING, and IEAN FISHER! I chuckled as I saw the four circus clowns-PAUL ALLISON, NEAL BUTER- BAUGH, AUGUST DALLA VALLE, and BOB SMITH squirting each other with seltzer bottles. Also on the same train, I learned, were the three Metropolitan Opera singers, EVELYN STE- VENSON, MARIORIE COLVIN, and IOYCE DIEHL. Traveling with the opera singers were the beautiful Las Vegas dancers, IANIE BAREFOOT, HAZEL CARSON, BARBARA BOWSER. and CAROL FEATHER. I was so impressed with the talented singers, dancers, and the circus that I signed them all to a long-term M.B. C. contract. Alamo City, Texas Dear Diary, May 15, 1983 My boss is hep to Westerns, so here I am, shopping for talent in the Texas Pan- handle. I am staying at the famous Bar VXX Ranch of oil millionaire BUD WEAVER and his charming wife, the former ROXIE WESTOVER. Yesterday I paid a visit to Bud's neigh- bors, ELSIE INEATROURD CASSIDY and CAROL IMOCKI AUTRY, who both hope to enter a winner in the Kentucky Derby this year. While I was at the Autry's spread, I saw a group of handsome cowboys, IERRY BOWSER, KENNETH DAVIS, and MAURICE FISHER rounding up the little doggies. RICHARD MCCOY was seated on top of a nearby corral fence happily singing Home On the Range and strumming on his western guitar. Naturally I gave these handsome cowboys and their horses a contract on the spot. Seville, Spain Dear Didry, Iune 1, 1983 Today I took a vacation from my exhausting talent search and attended an exciting, colorful bull fight. The fearless matadors, ARLENE VAUGHN, IENNIE WITT, and DOTTY YANTZ gallantly waved red flags at the enraged bull, while DORA SHOMO expertly threw darts into his hide. I recognized such eminent spectators as DRS. MARY HOLLAND and NANCY KLINE, whose revolutionary mathematical theories are astounding the worldg LOW- ELL BENTON. the celebrated jazz composer and his private secretary, SHIRLEY FELIXg mus- ical comedy star DELORES MILLER and her friends, actresses SALLY BOWSER and DOLLY RIEGELg ROBERT DULL and ROBERT TRIPLETT, wealthy growers of coniferous datesg my for- mer classmates PATSY KRING and her husband GLENN IONES who had left their Madrid Reducing School long enough to drive to the bull fight. Thirty Six