Enfield High School - Echo Yearbook (Enfield, CT)

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10 The Enfield Echo Part II (By Josephine Viola) It’s really fun flying through all these soft feathery clouds! I guess I had better stop for a while though. I can just make out the office of Buster Angelica, founder of the nationally talked- about Clippy Barber’s Association, whose main purpose is to pro- mote ways of saving the customer’s ear from being clipped off. I mounted the carpet again and saw a shining yellow Pullman whizzing by, carrying Miss Marian Aratti on a tour of the coun- try for new hair styles to present in her style revue coming up soon in California. What’s this? Well, right now I am looking at the illustrious Oskalcosebrain University, and 1 seem to make out that great explorer and head hunter, Nicholas Gaetani, heading an expedition to the dangerous Bungali country in Africa. He is on the mysterious search for purple rabbits—without ears. Stand- ing by are his two distinguished European scientists, Jennie Krawiec and Helen Bonk, just returned from the jungles of Borneo. I glided through many large cities, and noticed the tall colorful buildings, but as I reached New York, my eyes rested on the famed Metropolitan Opera House. I was just in time for Miss Ernestine Bourque to give me a free pass to her debut at the Opera House, singing in ‘“Gardenia of the Danube.” It’s surprising how many of our small town friends have settled down in New York. Oh dear! 1 didn’t fly high enough! I collided right into the high top of Rockefeller Center. Now that I’m here, I may as well look around. I descended the roof and I heard some exquisite music coming from the stage of Radio City, so I quietly peeked in, and whom should I see but Ruth Blackmore and Barbara King, among the celebrated Rockettes. What graceful dancers they make! Aft- er leaving their delightful performance, I flew to the streets and' lights of Broadway. I saw a striking purple and red polka dotted car waiting for that new editor of Charm Magazine, Louise Egan. At this moment she is expected at the president’s party. She is dressed for the occasion in a dashing mink and ermine gown, ex- clusively designed by that fashionable dress designer from Paree —Madame Carmel-Christi. By the way, Carmel married a Ru- manian baron and is now debating whether she will have enough room to live in a 3,000 room mansion. (I think she will manage). After all this traveling I think it is about time I stopped in to get a bite to eat. I found myself in front of the Hotel New Yorker, so I decided to visit the swank terrace room, remembering it from our class trip in 1945. Here to my surprise, I met the two lovely hostesses, Peggy Cole and Catherine La Joie. Together we reminisced old times. They told me that Allan Decker dis- covered oil in Oklahoma, and is now top oil millionaire in the United States. They advised me to hurry, so I would be in time to see some of my former classmates at the Faldorf-Castoria roof.

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The Enfield Echo 9 and Irene for Ipana Tooth Paste. After a second helping of blue- berry pie made by the famous chef, Jean Finch, I realized time was growing short, so I decided to leave. On the way out, I bought a newspaper to see what was going on outside our country. I turned to the page where that renowned foreign correspondent, Edward Allen writes his column. He told of the success that Bar- bara Carenzo’s new concerto met with in Vienna. Eddie also described how David Bridge was organizing a C.A.P. for the youth of Paris. Back at La Guardia Airport I met Phyllis Miller, now a test pilot for those new plastic planes with nylon linings, and aboard her plane was the lovely hostess, Jean Francis. I decided to stop at West Point and see my two friends. Ken- neth Hapgood who led their snappy military band, and Eugene Girard, who was the Physical Education Instructor. Those boys were doing a grand job at the Academy. In a few minutes I was over the gold dome of the nation’s capitol. Here Doris Blaney was the current news, for she was go- ing to be our country’s first woman president. Her business man- ager was that great politician, Priscilla Birdsall, with Lillian But- ton head of the ICUBAEQP bureau. While talking to our future president she told me that Richard Zawada was recently made Dean of Harvard. I also met Alice Starr, hostess at a social given in honor of Miss Blaney, and Marjorie Sauer, the guest speaker. She gave a review of the year’s best seller, “How to Study,” which had been recently written by a well-known novelist, Wanda Zaczynski. Also here was America’s most famous artist and her latest paintings; the work of Jean McCracken. Leaving the tea, I entered that wonderful new building established for the study of criminal psychology by Ruth Bradley, assisted by her efficient sec- retary, Hazel Lee. By this time I grew tired of city life and decided to leave on a cruise over that bounteous farm land of Connecticut. I was passing over some of that colorful country which looked so invit- ing, I decided to land. Whom do you suppose were the owners of this rich soil? None other than those scientific farmers, Henry Curry and John Labis. These boys were really making headlines with a chicken that lays 10-pound eggs and a cow that gives 40 quarts of milk a day. They gave me a slice of watermelon which was 16 feet long and seedless! Just about now I began to get tired so I hopped on my carpet and began whizzing around—

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The Enfield Echo II I hopped on my carpet and took off again. I hustled over in a very short while. My attention went immediately to Dawn Bunroe’s Hot Licks, featuring Jenny Grenbien as guest vocalist. She has just returned from a guest appearance at the Penguin Club in Brazil, singing for Pedro Josepho Manuelo Pancho Cucarachis Congas Smith, Jr. She waved to me and pointed out a near-by table. I looked, and recognized Ray Keller, noted band leader, starred at the Mocambo in Hollywood. Just then the music stopped, to mark the entrance of those two glamorous Powers models—Annette Leete and Helen Quinlan. You can see them in current issues of Photoplay. As they recognized me, they asked me to join their party. With them were Richard Mankus, great high diving star, and Michael Sokol, successor to Hank Spinatra, singing on the Fluffy-bubbly Soap Suds radio program. They told us that Frances Beeman and Janice Marks had just signed con- tracts with the BTO Studios of Hollywood. Their first picture will be “Heaven Can Wait.” Well, I have made my stay here quite long. I mounted my car- pet once more, and traveled south until I reached Maryland, and finally passed the Johns Hopkins Hospital at Baltimore where that great brain surgeon, Teddy Buczkowski was in the midst of putting back a famous moron’s brain, but he had to leave, for he remem- bered he had promised Junior a game of marbles. What’s that gathering of internes over there? Could Nurse Mary Kasperzak be the center of the big attraction? Just before I left Maryland, Mary told me that Eleanor Jedziniak teaches English in a promi- nent Washington College and Audrey Tobey travels around the world looking for new stars for the Barner Brothers Studios. I was smoothly flying along again, and stopped at Chattanooga just in time to notice a tall army colonel, Andrew Buscemi, rigidly training his men to become as great as he. I soon decided to take a really long trip, so I flew across the country, and up to Idaho. My only stop there was at Sun Valley, the playground of the world. I saw Gabriel Pare basking in the sun, and vacationing after a hectic year as president of the Happy Hearts Woo Woo Club! Also present was Sammy Scavotto, instructor of fancy ice-skating— for young ladies only. At the tennis courts, a peppy man was the center of attention—George Thomas, famous women’s society edi- tor of that talk-of-the-town newspaper, “Wolf.” Well!!! What’s that roaring noise from above? It’s a pilot doing tricky low dives! I took off on my carpet and flew alongside the plane. Why it’s Kenneth McNiven piloting that plane of many missions, Bouncing Bessie! We shook hands in the air. He was listening to imoortant news flashes on the radio, and I overheard that a great heroine was born today. A notorious criminal was at last apprehended by Chief of Police, Roma Oliver. That’s headline news! After all this excitement I think I’ll ride around and try to find a different