Dallastown Area High School - Spectator Yearbook (Dallastown, PA)

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 now has a prosperous coal business. Eugene Hulshart states that he has been traveling and manages a fruit farm. The phone rang and IsoDean Shenk said she’d be a little late as she is now a beauti- cian and must give a rush permanent. She also said Lenabelle Sanders and Marian Zeigler would be coming with her. They, too, were working late as Lenabelle is head floor- lady at the Sewing Factory and Marian, who took a Home Economics course in College, does interior decorating. Soon “Cass” Feltenberger came roaring in, (which is nothing unusual for her). She has been roaming all over the country, besides doing civil service work. Ruth Sechrist and Linda Shatto were right behind her. Ruth in- formed me that she is the secretary of Dal- lastown High School and Linda is a perfectly contented housewife. A little later, the door burst open and “Dirt” Spangler said, “Watch that stuff”. Good old “Dirt”! Being a dentist’s assistant hasn’t changed her any. “Chris” Smith ac- companied Dirt and we were all surprised to see her in a WAC uniform. Those uniforms! —what they can do for a person. The door was no more than closed when “Jin” Boyd opened it again. “Jin”, “Margie’ Wagman, and “Margie” Hale were all sort of gloomy and when asked why, “Hale’ said that she had a flat on the way and got a run- ner in her nylons fixing it. “Jin” just gradu- ated from college with the highest honors in Chemistry. “Margie” Wagman is one of the beauticians of the community and “Hale” is the Home Economics teacher at D. H. S. Patty Snyder soon came in and said she is doing missionary work here in the U. S. Lu- creta Brenneman and Hilda Jennings were with Patty. Lucreta is the private secretary of a prominent business firm and Hilda is as- sistant fioor lady at one of the sewing factor- ies in Dallastown. The party was going at top speed when someone started singing “Hail, Hail, The Gang’s All Here.” We turned around and guess who?!? Mae Dehoff! “Better late than never,” says the private music instructor. About 3:00 A. M. on June 15, 1954, I was cleaning up dishes, ashtrays, and bits of strewn paper, but I was quite content. I could return to my base with the knowledge of what my classmates were doing and what made me really happy was to know that they are all doing well. Marilyn Rost 35