Dayton Joint High School - Maple Memories Yearbook (Dayton, PA)

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CLASS PROPHECY It was May, 1964, when, with a mighty blast, our space ship Fairfax, named in honor of Mr. Murray's prized strawberries, left the earth's atmosphere. At the helm stood Commodore Murray, Pilot, with Mrs. Leek officiating as Guide and Co-pilot. The purpose of this voyage was to unite the members of the Class of '54 who were scattered hither and yonder over the United States. On the lower deck, beyond the view of Commodore Murray, who heartily dis- approved of such pastimes, sat four of our zany classmates-Deb Shaffer, Mert Mc- Means, Bernard McGaughey, and Bill McClelland-playing, as usual, a game of Old Maids? Suddenly we hit an air pocket over Pasadena. The roar below attracted our attention. Looking down we saw Buck White, The All-American football player, in the Rose Bowl dashing 90 yards down field to score the winning touchdown. Upon landing we discovered Shirley Uplinger and Shirley Parsell frantically cheering Buck on to victory. Our number now increased, we resumed our journey. While venturing over the Rockies, a tiny speck came into view. As the speck grew larger it was-you guessed it-Pat McCafferty with her loyal companions Lois Crawford and Geraldine Blackwell standing on Pike's Peak still vainly hunting for her long lost Bardahl. Climbing on board, they told us of our classmates who had settled in the Middle West. Full speed ahead to Kansas City. A sputter of the engine which we thought was created by supersonic radioactive combustion in the crank case forced us to land at Dodge City, Colorado. Much to our surprise the Super Rocket Shop we chose was owned and operated by Paul Kirkpatrick, with Dave Brice as chief grease monkey. While Dave performed the necessary operations on the ship, we lunched at Deannie's Beaneryj' named for its owner, Aldean McGarrity. Helen Walls, Susan Kammer- diener, and Sara Cornman were the bright-eyed waitresses who served usg Betty Ellen Crissman was the cashier. With a little persuasion the girls agreed to join us. Re- turning to the rocket ship we discovered the trouble to be that the calibrated main spring wasn't getting enough chlorophyll. Next stop-Kansas City. While Hying low we noticed a large office building. Circling around the gold-plated dome we saw Pete Neal, Vice President of the Meat Packers Association, giving dictation to his secretary, Mildred Hollenbaugh, who seemed thoroughly engrossed in her work. Bursting into the room came Zeke Kuhns, emptying his six-shooter at Clifford Brocious and Don Lloyd. Thinking that they were the hombres who rustled his cattle, Zeke had followed them from Texas to settle the score. This huge building, outstanding in the field of modern architecture, was designed through the combined efforts of Evelyn Rumbaugh and John Zeigler. Nosing the ship upward, we sailed past a pink cloud on which sat Jane McGee, dreaming of her wedding on the preceding day. Marilyn Gibson and Anna Bittinger, bridesmaids, were eating the remainder of the wedding cake. Thus to Chicago. We stopped for a short refuel and also fixed the grimy rings and black carbon in the piston. The next take-oH was dusty and amidst all the con- fusion we heard a peculiar noise. Opening the emergency manhole we were quite amazed to see Jiggs Geist hanging suspended in space by his shoestrings. After climbing up the rescue ladder, Jiggs told us of his narrow escape from Saudia Arabia. It seemed the Sheiks objected to his owning a construction company there. 22