Corona High School - Yearbook (Corona, SD)

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.....--.......-.....,..i, ze .Q -5,4rJff5f'f'N'7I-'fff is tl I.. . 1' IZ 55459 SL,fj? R 5WHI V XL f It is the year 1966 and I, Dale Buttke, after hav- ing worked two long years as chief designer for Ford Motors, have decided to take a vacation and look up all of my old classmates. I hopped into my new jetwpowered Ford and was off for Corona. When I got as far as Milbank, I found the streets were blocked off with ropes. After I investi- gated and found that there was a circus in town, I bought a ticket and sat down. As the first act was announced, I was stunned. The ringmaster had said, WBenard Harms, aorcbat,H Why I oouldnzt believe it! THe put on a very good act and when it was over, I went to his dressing room to see him. He said he got used to heights while he was a pilot in the Air Force so he be- came an acrobat, He was not married yet but was engaged to a pretty girl who was a tight rope walker in the same circus. After a short chat I moved on. He said he thought Donald Schultz still lived near Corona, so I went to in- vestigate. After inquiring several times, I found the place. It was a beautifully landscaped farm with a large ranch-type house. I found Donald in the barn feed- ing a large herd of herford cattle. With him were two boys about six years old both trying to help. I found out that he was married and that the boys were twins. He also was sole owner of his 2500 acre farm. After meeting his pretty wife, I left them. Donald had told me that the only other classmate that he knew the whereabouts of was Billy Rell who was a professor at

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South Dakota State College. I headed for Brookings and reached there just as classes were dismissed. I found Billy in his office. His stern face lit up in a big smile when he recognized me. He asked me to have supper with him and meet his lovely wife. I was glad to be in- vited and accepted with pleasure. He told me that he thought Gene Frerichs was a wheat farmer in Montana, and after spending an enjoyable evening with Billy, I left. I spent the night in a hotel in Brookings and left bright and early for Billings, Montana which was where Gene's farm was located. I found Gene directing the harvesting of the wheat. He seemed to be very con- tented, and he said this was the best crop he had ever raised. He took me to the house to meet his wife and as I walked ln, there stood four children in a perfect line. From the tallest to the shortest they all looked exactly like Gene. After diecusing old times, I moved on. Gene had told me that Lloyd Fenhaus was a race oar driver in Los Angeles, so that is where I headed. I found Lloyd in a garage bending over a sleek, black, jetepowered car that looked just about like a rocket lying down with wheels on it. He was glad to see me and insisted that I take a ride in his car. He took me for a few laps around a local track. He said the car would go 220 miles an hour and it did. He told me he wasn't married because he had too many other worries. When I asked him if he rememe bered the good times we had in his old '49 Ford, he said he would never forget them. Lloyd informed me that Larry Ferber was sole owner of a large resort at Palm Beach, Florida so I headed across the nation to see him. I found Larry, his pretty wife, and his three children having a grand time at the beach. I found an extra swimming suit and went swimming myself. Afterwards we went to his resort for lunch. The resort was a lavish one and undoubtedly very expen- sive. He told me that he was doing well in business and thought that he would probably take off and see his old classmates, too. I told him where they were located and what they were doing. He wanted me to stay and do some deep sea fishing, but I said I had better be moving along and so I left him. Well, that takes care of the WClass of '56W and it seems as if they are all doing very well for themselves.