Cumberland High School - Milestone Yearbook (Cumberland, IA)

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remember was Lloyd shouting 'Look out u and then all went blank I awoke to what I thought was a babbling stream and now and then a voice would come through the mist saying, 'Now, Hr Pettlnger, you must be calm It is nothing but a broken collarbone and of course he's suffering from srock N The mist cleared and the babbling stream took on a familiar shape pacing up and down just outside the door Looking in he saw I was awake and upon entering began jibberlng, 'I'll pay all the damages How do you feel old chap? You'll be well ln no time now don't you worry a l 'Harold Pettlnger' I cried, 'What are you, an 1ntern?W Not at all, not at all It was one of my trucks that ran you down You see, he added, NI own the only furniture store in town ' As he finished speaking a nurse ame in and I recognized my former classmate, Lois Hynd man, looking quite capable in her white uniform Having so unexpectedly met two of my friends I improved so rapidly the doctor said I might be dismissed if I promised to take good care of myself Driving to Lloyd's apartment, he told me about several of my other classmates to keep my mind off my injury I learned that Eleanor Hyndman had made school teaching her occupation but 1s soon going to glve lt up for a permanent housekeeping job for some fellow Lloyd had forgotten the name Dorothy Steffen was giving voice lessons and trying to decide be tween Don Lewis and Lloyd Worthingtonv As yet she was still undecided Driving the long way home Lloyd pointed to a sign which said, 'Chin chllla Farm Welcome ' Still belng a wee bit hazy from my mishap I oouldn't catch on until Lloyd told me that Mavis Porter had become so en hobby and was now making quite a little money from donations given to her crlnchlllas This brought back humorous memories of the Senior Play and of an egg flying through the air so we spent the remainder of the drive reminiscing We arrived at the apartment house just at the edge of town A well kept lawn stretched from all sides of the neat Irish type dwelling A Lloyd led me up the steps and into the hall a woman came towards me smll lng and holding out her hand Mrs Lorraine Smith O'Rourke I wasn't very surprised about the O'Rourke part but I couldn't figure why she was running an apartment house She told me, 'At first, I was just taking care of my brother and his bachelor cronies and when Eddie decided to tread the matrimonial mile with me I just couldn't turn the poor dears out so here we are ' After spending a pleasant week at the apartment house and post ponlng my duties as station attendant at Cumberland so I could take a llttle vacation to recuperate I bade my friends good bye and started Having always wanted to see the Ozarks I journeyed into Missouri Hitch hiking along a zlg zaggy trail I rounded a sharp turn in the path and nearly tripped over an easel Picking myself up muttering a few choice bits I looked around and a few feet away, sitting on the bank dangling feet and fishing line ln the water and every now and then dipping a brush into the several paint cans nearby ln order to transfer the exact color of mud onto the canvas, was Elnora Johnston Happy and contented, Elnora was making a thousand dollars a week painting for a magazine I always knew Johnston would become a genius I bade Elnora so long for the sun was sinking arc made my way to the hotel house where I was to spend the night I was a little sad to think that 'our day' was past but very glad I had made my little sojourn to Iowa and especially joyous over the success of all my classmates Funny thing, everything was just what I had prophesied back ln l94? I . . at .1 .u.,... ' l 4 D N thuslastlc about chlnchlllas since that Senior Play that she made lt her . . s