Dayville High School - Devil Yearbook (Dayville, OR)

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Q so max, Weis fl fe K 2 ffQl fx pwplecq The annual convention of the Western Defense Lawyers was meeting in Portland, Oregon in the year 1965. As I was to act as chairman of the convention, it was imperative that I be there. I boarded the transconti- nental airline to the now huge metropolis, and before long was winging my way to undreaned excitement. X9 Qlklg-DJXJ As I took m place in front of the larve assemble, one face seemed to U J stand out fron the others. Seized with an unquenchable curiosity, I asked the middle sed co-chairman at n side, the name of the di nified, well- Hc Y S groomed lady listening so intently, on the front row. In a hushed whisper ho relieved my inquisitiveness by stating that she was Geraldine Younger, one of the most famous criminologists in the United States. Im ediately after the meeting was over, I rushed back to Miss Younger's side and after renewing old acquaintance asked if she would have dinner with ne. Together we went to the resturant, E1 Capital, on Broadway, to remi- nisce over the roaring year of l9L+9 in Dayville, Oregon. As luck would have it, Geraldine had just returned from a flying visit to Dayville and she knew all the news of her far flung classmates. My first question concerned the promising young David Mason. Had he become an eminent physician? Gerry's answer was in the negative. Dave was now herding sheep near Ht. Vernon, and he is considered a greatly respected authority on the atti- tudes of sheep. My mind could scarcely grasp the picture of David sitting over a sheep camp-but prehaps, Willis Steen, the then out-standing athlete of Dayville High, had risen to stardom. Gerry laughed and again answered in the negative. Willis at the last report was doing kitchen duty as buck private in the army. He had at one time reached the imposing rank of corporal, but his stripes had been taken away for booing a referee, who by the way, was also a colonel, at a basket ball game. Somewhat taken aback by these two revelations I proceeded somewhat nmre cautiously. Surely the quiet, soft-spoken Ferris Hill would not be a disa- ppointment. Ferris, it seemed, had done remarkably well for hinself. He is new the 0 Q , 1 S . c -? 5 2 Lxx 99 Q x

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X,-,Q fl fi so Qiqiafmf' number one cowboy of the United States--champion bronc rider, bulldogger and roper, but his fame was gained in the wild cow milking contests. I quickly erased the all to vivid picture of' Ferris dashing madly a- round the arena, with a milk bottle in hand, chased by a big, black, bra1'm:a cow to something I hoped would be more pleasant. Thomhts of cows immediately brought back the image of Jack Wright Jack, Gerry said, had met with a tragic accident. One dark summer nigjvt while Jack was shutting the barn door, one of' his horses unexpectedly thrust his cold nose Qainst Jack's uncovered back. While recovering from the en- suing nerdfous collapse, Jael: began to writepwild west stories. He is now the foremost writer of the Popular Dime Western. Feeling myself on the verge of a nervous condition myself and wishing to stave it off until I had learned the fortunes of the rest of the 49'ers, I called for a pot of coffee. After two or three stiff' drinlzs, I again re- sumed my questioning. Where had fate placed the quiet, mmassuming Frank Johnson. Gerry, after glancing anxiously at her watch, stated that Frank had now taken over as the Grant County doctor replacing uJerry and Harthan. It seems that he has tried to follow in the Doc's footsteps as nearly as pos- sible. He had surpassed him, however, one way, Ffa,-nk ig 11011 -1-,he proud fa.. ther of' six children. Thinlzing that in at least one person's madness I could. find method, I inquired about Pegg Moore. As I expected she was now Hrs. Wayne Adams, and the mother of' twelve, beautiful , blonde boys with mustaches. Gerry's eyes showed a spark of' real interest when I mentioned. the last of the 49'ers. Yes, Jimmy Adlcins and Millie Grindstaff were still in Dayville. Jim had graduated from a schoolfoi' migineering, and was now rebuildim Dayville, ably assisted by Millie. A new glass .school building now replaced the old grey stone building which had been partially destroyed by an explosion in the chemistry labra- tory. Broad streets, sidewalks , modern homes and landscaping had made Dayville into such an imposing city that John Day decided to incorporate with ity together they were renaming it uLittle Johnu. I slowly pulled my attention back from the vision of Dayville's two broad streets with sidewalks to my surroundings. Together Gerry and I drank one more cup of coffee and quietly left the resturant. At the inter- section of' Broadway and Vine, I thanked her for the evenin,g's reminiscence CC'g6f2-N af-25752