Eads High School - Eagle Yearbook (Eads, CO)

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All good things must end so I had to leave Eads and return home. Dr. Ben Casey, my boss, asked me to stop In Washington, D. C., enroute home and pick up some pills for him. I had an over night stay, so set out to see the White House. I hadn't gone far when I overhead a conversation and one of the speakers was called Scritch.” I wondered if this could be our class- mate Amitha Ritchie, sure enough it vas. She was now Head Wave at the Navy’s waving center where they wave a wave's hair. She told me that D. L. Weeks, his wife, and their ten children had just visited Washington, D. C. Damon is a prominent rancher on the old Uhland homestead west of Eads. Arnitha had to report to the base so I boarded a city bus for the White House. En- route, I learned from the bus driver that the new president Gary Kelly, had made some major changes around the White House. He had it painted blue with pink polka dota. He had aslo changed the draft law. The girls are being drafted instead of the boys. Softies! Arriving at the Blue House, I was able to speak to President Kelley, for a few moments. He said Kenny Koch was his right hand man, sits at his right hand and takes down all important messages. Well, Doc, you're probably wondering what I do. I am a student nurse at the nurse's cen- ter where we train student nurses. I'll close now, and don’t forget the Class of '62 reunion to be held on top of the Empire Stage Building, on February 30th. See you then. We the class of '62 being of strong mind and body do hereby leave our outstanding qualities to the class of '63. I, Kenny Koch, will Bonnie Adamson my excess height. I, Gary Crow, will Cindy Aldrich my ability to go south. I, Gary Kelley, will Don Baggett my singing ability. I, Carol Durrett, will my long fingernails to Shirley Barber. I, Ronnie Riggins, will my height to Roger Bentley. I, Pat Benner, will to Damon Berry my will-power to quit chewing my fingernails. I, Louis Fuller, will my ability to talk in class to Judy Bethel. I. Amitha Ritchie, will my athletic ability to Lynn Brown. I, Larry Tuttle, will my ability to drive recklessly without getting caught to Bill Buck. I. Mary Lou Dawson, will Nina Harrison my ability to be friendly to everyone. I, Judy Uptergrove, will my smile to Dee Anne Jacobs. I, Linda Mays, will Leo King my ability to talk 25 hours a day. I, Damon Weeks, will my wavy hair to Neil Larkins. I. Kathy Graham, will my athletic ability to Mary Lindholm. I, Dolores Kempf, will my big mouth to Roberta Mays. I, Pat Benner, will my ability to read other literature besides westerns to Tom Messenger. I, Mark Hollis, will my excess height to Bill Mohler. I, Mark Hollis, will my basketball ability to Dan Nelson. I, Kathy Graham, will my ability to get embarrassed easily to Emily Oswald. I, Phyllis Kelley, will my ability to keep quiet in study hall to Connie Parker. I, Vicki Conner, will Les Rittgers my ability to talk. I, Ronnie Weiser, will Doug Smith my barrel chest. I, Linda Mays, will Judy Uhland my ability to get along with Mr. Woelk. t, John Forrest, will Don Butch Weiser, my ability to be quiet in class. Clara Senior

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Class Prophecy New York 41, N. Y. January 1, 1980 Dear Dr. Yank-Um: Greetings! As I was walking down Fifth Avenue the other day I glanced up and saw a glisten- ing neon sign wich read Dr. I. Yank-Um Weiser. I .inquired further and discovered that this noted dentist, who specializes in treating those under two and over one hundred and two, was none other than the President of the Class of '62 - Ronnie Weiser. That you? So, I thought I'd write you about a very unusual things which happened to me. It all began when I went to Hollywood on business. I had no sooner stepped off the plane when I met Pat Benner. She said she was very busy at her top-notch job as Yul Brynner's hair stylist. After visiting a bit, I bid Pat farewell, and completed my business in Hollywood. I had a three day vacation so returned east as far as Eads, Colorado. I registered at the Rialto-Hilton and after resting a while decided to walk around our home town and see how things were. I stepped outside to hail a taxi, and spotted a familiar face, that of Gary Crow. 1 asked how he was getting along and he replied that he was the sole owner of the Gay Gary Clyde Pogo Stick Company. I asked why he was manufacturing pogo sticks and he calmly answered, The bet- ter to hop South with. Our conversation had to end as he had to attend a board meeting. I boarded a taxi and was just getting in when a sweet looking girl came rushing up and climbed in beside me. I was surprised to see Mary Lou Dawson. She clued me in on her life as a model for Moon-Loon Space Suit Company, her specialty being a mink suit designed es- pecially for women astronauts. I had reached my destination, so said good-by and climbed out. I saw before me the world famous We-Bak-A-Lot Bakery, and was very anxious to see the owner, Vicki Conner. Vicki is well known for her Pineapple Rolls which sell from Eads to Chicago. Vicki told me that she shares an apartment with Carol Durrett who teaches In the Eads University. The subject she teaches is The Twist by Braille. Vicki also told me that The man-about-town was a member of the Class of '62, John Forrest. He is the head coach for the Chivington Military Academy Wet-Backs. They seem to have a streak (not winning, unfortunately) with 45 losses and 0 wins. Vicki says mat John only smiles and says, Wait'll we play on the football field - we've only been having our games in the gym because the boys had to get used to the climate. It was nearing quiting time so I left Vicki and returned to the hotel. I had a ticket to at- tend a speech given that evening by none other than the world renown orator, Bashful Louie Fuller. My what a booming voice! Bright and early the next morning I continued my tour of Eads. The first person I looked up was Kathy Graham. She has really been working and it finally paid off. She has perfected a new treatment for aches and pains, known as the Acid Bath. Speaking of accomplishments, I hear that Mark Hollis has developed a new type of gasoline called Speed-O-Go, which enables one to travel 95 miles per gallon. I ventured into the You Come-We Fix” Beauty Salon and none other than Phyllis Kelley, now Mrs. Pete Koch, was getting her hair fixed. She said she was quite busy taking care of her five daughters and working in the Smith D F as head cashier. She had just received a post card from Mrs. Philip Hollis, the former Delores Kempf. It was mailed from Hong Kong, they were touring the world on a motorcycle. Phyllis recommended a new book to me, entitled Embalming Self-Taught, by Buddy Mays. I understand that the royalties from the book has enabled him to build a house on Easy Street. This magnificant mansion is called Maysburg. How appropriate! I continued my tour and found myself in the Eads High School Gymnasium watching Ronnie Riggins and his five sons put on a wrestling exhibition. They were simply fabulous! After this performance I took a guided bus tour of the fair metropolis. I was especially im- pressed by the Tuttle Manor. Larry Tuttle and his wife, the former Judy Uptergrove, have in- vented the Plush-Push House. Everything is done by Buttons (the maid). The house is on the hillside just south of town, overlooking the scenic city golf course.

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