English High School - Englishman Yearbook (English, IN)

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CLASS PROPHECY In the late evening dusk, of the year 1959, I left the hospital where I work. I was wearily trudging down a quiet street when I heard the fazniliar jingle of a door bell and someone yelling, Well if it isn't Maxine Smith. Looking around, I saw Craig Froman in his little red Ford, the car of the future with a definite past. After having talked a while, he invited me to his research laboratory to view his latest invention, The Tele -Person-Visioner. So I hopped into Craig's little red Ford and buzzed down to the drugstore where I was to meet Jean Fahr who is now a Home Economics teacher in a high school, better known as The Joint. While we were waiting for Jean, Lou Hanger, our old buddy of by-gone -days, flashed past to the next counter where she ordered ten boxes of Kleenex. As she flashed past again, Craig stopped her with the question, Are you hoarding K1eenex? Lou looked sadly up into his face and replied that she was now a Professional Mourner and had to keep a large. supply of Kleenex. We asked Lou to join us in our trip to see Craig's latest invention. When Jean arrived, we crowded into the little red Ford and were off to the laboratory. Craig explained that all we had to do to see our old classmates in their present occupations was to insert a picture from the 1949 annual, dial 1-9-4-9, pull down lever 1-9-5-9, and push the gold button. We decided to insert Phillip Spear's picture first. On the screen appeared Phillip, a fascinating man in Hollywood. They called him Phillip, the Wonder-boy of the Ages. A turn of the dial and we again found ourselves in Hollywood, looking straight into the eyes of Joe Grant, movie producer, whose latest flop was Midnight Madness or Madness at Midnight in the Hi1ls. Another picture, a turn of the dial and we saw Leatha Vandeveer as an opera singer who had moved the Metropolitan to Dep auw, Indiana. The next photograph revealed to us Peggy Ferguson married to a sailor named Den. Den, who was preparing to leave for a ten years' sea voyage, was telling his dear little wife, Peggy, and ten kids, goodbye. What was that we saw next? Could it have been? Yes, it was Jackie Brown, true to Coach Dotson's predictions, playing center for the Oklahoma Aggies, il Pushing the gold button again we immediately saw a gymnasiurn floor where Joan Crews, a physical education teacher, was busily coaching her Cave Ladies. Through the door walked her husband, Dean Bowman, a sports editor, who always gave Joan and her Cave Ladies, a big write-up in his daily column. Now the scene had changed, we were in the center of the country. The state seemed to be Kansas. From the door of a neat ranch house walked Gloria Beals, the wife of a wheat grower who had formerly been in the Navy. And next we found Roy O'Danie1 living a dangerous and reckless life in the mountains of Switzerland. Every morning, for the spectatbrs and his own amuse- ment, he walked a tight wire across a deep ravine. A hospital appeared on the ll

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At the end of three days enough was enough for Rebecca Newlin: and she retired from our midst. She is now Mrs. Ernie O. Walton and lives at Fargo, Indiana. The wedding bells tolled for three of our classmates. Those who were married and didn't return for our junior year were: Wilma Conrad who is now Mrs Robert Franklin and lives in New Albany, Indiana: Patricia Jane Wiseman, who is now Mrs. Bob Brim and lives in Fort Wayne, Indiana: and Alamae Crawford, who is now Mrs. Farrel Hollen and is employed in a laundry at New Albany, Indiana. Others who didn't return for our junior year were: Dolores Eddleman who abides with her parents in English, Indiana, and Emma Jean Levell, who is now employed at Cologates in Jeffersonville, Indiana. Lowell Bullington joined us at the beginning of our junior year. He had at- tended Pekin High School his sophomore year. After staying with the class a few months, he withdrew. He is now employed at Franklin Furniture Factory in Franklin, Indiana. At the beginning of our senior year Juanita Stroud, who hadn't returned to graduate with the class of '48, joined our group. She remained with the class only a few days. She is now employed in New Albany, Indiana. Those who have reached their goal, the obtaining a high school, education, and who will now obtain additional preparation for their chosen vocations or begin their various occupations as responsible citizens of an American are the following graduate s : Garnett Barnett Gloria Beals Robert Bowman Jackie Lee Brown Joan Crews Martha Jean Fahr Wanda Gail Faulkner Peggy Ferguson Craig Froman Helen Lee Gilliatt Joseph Henry Grant Andrew Eugene Hammond Lillie Lee Highfill Gerald Hughes Gladys Husk Robert Megenity Lowell Clifford Miller Alice Bernice Mosson Roy O'Daniel Joel Hugh Pinnick Maxine Smith Phillip Spears Nancy Stewart Mary Tucker Leatha F arn Vandeveer Cedric Paul Wilson Donald Wiseman Lou Hanger --Written by Gloria Amzel Beals

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screen, and first we thought that Roy had fallen, but as we looked farther down the corridor we saw two of our old classmates, Mary Tucker and Lillie Lee Highfill, whose ambition had always been to be nurses. Another picture, another scene, and we saw Hugh Pinnick with the same, old, high school job, a milk carrier. He now was the proud owner of his own dairy. Craig worked the apparatus, and we were immediately transferred to a busy switch board in Evansville where Gladys Husk spent her days saying Number and Information Please. Down the street we found a nightclub called the Blue Bird where another classmate, Bob Megenity, was doing very well, doing nothing. Next we found ourselves in Mifflin on a huge farm where we discovered Cedric, Lowell, and Gerald. Cedric raised mink, Lowell raised rabbits, and Gerald raised cane: Next we found Wanda Faulkner as a Powers Model. She was modeling work clothes and demonstrating a hundred ways to peel potatoes The next picture we chose was that of Alice Mosson. She was now happily married to Melvin Buchanan, living in Pumpkin Center. Now we saw Eugene Hammond, an accountant in a tooth pick factory: We imagined that he got very tired counting all those tooth-picks. The scene was changed and we were in Grand Central Station. What was this we saw--lions, tigers, leopards, and such being unloaded from a train? Next, we saw Garnett Barnett, the once timid gal of our class, who was now a big gaxne hunter She had just returned from Timbucktu. The button was again pushed and our attention was immediately drawn to a large crowd of people. On the platform of a sideshow stood Donald Wiseman, the second Charles Atlas, flexing his muscles. All at once we heard the barker , Helen Lee Gilliatt. say, Ladies and Gentlemen, this is the only sideshow in the world that pays the audience to come in and watch the act. Last but not least we inserted the picture of Nancy Stewart who was busily practicing the piano at Barnieg's Palace. Noticing that Nancy had a pale run-down look, we investigated and found that she had to give six daily shows and three nightly shows. Poor Nancy. Who would have thought that she would end this way. As the picture of Nancy slowly faded away, we all turned to see Craig stand- ing by the door saying in a melancholy tone Life is but a walking shadow, a poor player who struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. To this little bit of truth we had no answer: so we took our leave, but never to forget the night we had again visited old classmates. 12