Easton High School - Treasured Echoes Yearbook (Easton, MO)

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:W W, IIL' H'VT'TTT7T VTTTVY TV :- Vice-Pres1dent,Charles McManus3 Secretary-Treasurer, Jimmie Wallerg Reporter, Roma Younger, and our spon- sor was Miss Spangler. Our junior play was one of our biggest events, and we were proud of our first stage experience. The banquet that we gave in honor of the seniors was very successful and much enjoyed. We were sorry when Betty Weipert dropped out of :choolkto help at home and Wesley Welsh quit to go o wor . Our senior year found us nearer our goal. We sat in the senior row and felt and acted like seniors. There are ten of us left. We elected the following officers: President, Junior Pfleidererg Vice-Pres1- dent, Patricia Keithg Secretary-Treasurer, Roma June Youngerg Reporter, Wanda Keith, and our Sponsor, Mr. Denney. We all took part in the carnival, published the HBeaconn and the WYear Booku, staged the senior play and caused our teachers much trouble. Our trip to Jefferson City and the surrounding territory, and WSen1or Dayn at Maryville will be memories that we shall cherish for many years to come. Our play proved that we are rather WGood Country Folksu. It is hard to express our enjoyment of the four full years, and to make the faculty believe that we do thank them and the community for our schooling. Wanda Keith

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SENIOR CLASS PROPH CY Dear Editor of the Beacon: It was in the year of 1960, when I was attending the Alumni banquet at Easton, Missouri that I saw them again. I had been abroad for seven years, so I was really looking forward with great pleasure and a little curiosity to meeting my old friends, the sen- iors cf 1950. I had just entered the 'banquet hall when I noticed a tall, lank man, but surely a man of much charm for no less than a dozen charming ladies were gathered around. After watchlnglns antics with the ladies, it dawned on me that there was something familiar with the movements of his arms. I made my way through the crowd to find dear old Jimmie Wallen the perfect ladies man. He was still single for he had had too many women in his life to settle down to one on his farm near Easton. He was still going strong, so I left him. I hope he makes up his mind soon because I could see that the continual strain was beginning to make an old man of Jim. As I turned away, I met a prominent family of the town, Mr. and Mrs. Bill Crouse. You remember how Fanny did well anything that she set her mind to. Well, she had done well in married life, too. She told me how she and Bill had labored on their farm with their prize winning dairy herd. They had about everything that good old American farmers could want She had six pretty little Crouses and they were like Frances in their school work. Frances had kept her romise to herself and whenever she was asked to is s p . anything for her community she a result, Frances was just too After talking with Frances, could not refuse. busy to grow old. she suggested tha t we go across the room and meet Mrs. Sprague and her family of eight boys. She had two pairs m?tw1ns and they all locked like Roma used to look back in the good old days of E. H. S. Roma said that with so many boys, they just needed more land to keep the boys out of mischief. They had a full section, but they were looking for another. While visiting with Roma, I saw a tall, dark girl come through the door, and behind her was a good looking man with something familiar about hiS THGS- I spoke to Roma, and she told me that the girl was Helen Wertin, now a top executive of a large Chicago firm. The young man was Norman Pierson who was