Edison High School - Edisonian Yearbook (Lake Station, IN)

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I asked about Susie Jacob, and learned she was now secre- tary to the President of the Gary National Bank. I decided to drop in to see her, and arrived just as she was leaving for lunch. She was very smartly dressed in the latest of fashion. We decided to have lunch together, and talked over old times. It was then Susie told me of her marriage to a sailor whom she had met at a band contest in Michigan City. Susie also asked me whether I had heard about Phyllis and Bob Swift. I wa3 amazed to learn that they were now a famous dancing team under the name of Smith Swift (almost a tongue- twister!) and were touring the country, at present in New York. After leaving Susie, I noticed on an upstairs window a sign which read, Dr. Kosinski. I went upstairs and entered the large waiting room, filled with patients. There were chil- dren crying and people pacing the floor, but they all seemed to have great faith in the doctor. I wondered whether Stanley had changed any since we went to school, but decided he hadn ' t when ho stuck his head out of the door of his office and yelled, Nurse, find me a pencil i 11 Because he was very busy, I decided not to bother him. As I proceeded down Broadway, I noticed a long line of people. I wondered whether something had happened, but then discovered they wore just waiting in line for a movie. The name of it was The Redhead , and the star playor was another of my classmates, Jim Kinsey. I would have liked to soe the movie— I had hoard what a good actor Jim was, and how ho was almost a second Frank Sinatra, only he couldn ' t sing (Oh well, noithor could Sinatra! )— but decided I ' d better bo on my way to East Gary. My, how East Gory had changed in the last ten years — it was almost unbelievable I There were wide streets and side- walks; the houses wero neatly spacod off with green lawns, trees, and shrubbery surrounding thorn; there wore also sever- al new stores and a theater. I decided to stop in somewhere to have a soda. The first place I came to was a very neat and attractive little place, Millie ' s Ice Cream Parlor. I nevor gave it another thought until I was inside, and there behind the counter stood my old classmate, Mildred Courtney. The place was evidently doing a lot of business as school kids and older people now jammod the place. We had quite a chat together, and Mildrod told me what a lot of fun she had had owning this little store. I asked her about my old girl friend, Mary Princo, and sho gavo me her address in a different part of East Gary. On the way out to her home, the bus driver and I ontered into a friendly conversation. I noticed a boautiful piece of farmland and sovoral men out working in the field. I re- marked, Why, that man looks like Bob Tanner! The bus driver nodded, It is. Haven ' t you hoard? Why, he owns one

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