English High School - Englishman Yearbook (English, IN)

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once met. Leon had studied Agriculture at Purdue University and had moved down South to help the poor farmers there. He said the town was friendly and that he enjoyed his work very much. I enjoyed my visit with Leon and his wife very much but I left the next day for the state of Kentucky, land of fine horses and beautiful women. I toured Kentucky for several days and then decided that I would go to Louisville to shop. I remem- bered the time that the chemistry class had gone to Louisville and also the trip there that the Junior Leaders had taken. After the shopping I was tired. For relaxation I decided that I would go see a show that was playing, I had lost my glasses no telling where, There was nothing to do but go and find an optometrist. I started up the street in the main part of town, and there I saw a sign which read, Jerry's for quick service and low prices , I opened the door and went in. The re in the well furnished room sat the op- tometrist busy as he could be. He asked what he could do for me. I thought his smile was the same as a Jerry I had known in high school. I told him my name and that I had lost my glasses. He said that he had known a girl that was always losing her glasses and thought the name sounded the same. We both smiled and shook hands and he told me if I would sit down and wait a few minutes we would go and get something to eat. Jerry told me that he had become an optometrist be- cause so many in our high school had worn glasses and so many more needed them. He had invented a different type of glasses. Some that made you look prettier when you wore them and put the price down so that people that really needed glasses could buy them. While I was waiting for Jerry to finish my glasses, I did some more shopping, I bought a new Chevrolet. After I picked up my glasses I was driving down one of the Fort Knox streets when I saw a trim blonde in a Captain's uniform. It couldn't be, but it was -- Jean Swecker in the Army!! I parked my Chevy and quickly caught up with Jean, She said that she couldn't let her husband get ahead of her, so she had enlisted and now out-ranked him, The main reason was that she just wanted to be near him. Jean showed me around the camp. I didn't stay there very long be cause my time was running out. On my way back home to Louisiana I planned to visit the last remaining class- mate, Sue Sears. I would be double glad to see Carol Sue because she and her husband lived on the plantation next to mine and I was getting anxious to be home. 'As I drove down the tree-shaded drive to Sue's house I saw her beside the swimming pool watching her four little boys swim. Sue and I talked for hours, as usual. I told her of my adventures. Finally I left Sue and drove home. The first person I saw was my tall, hand- some husband, the person I wanted to see most. Just as our twin boys came

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the window. When we boarde.d the plane this girl sat down beside me. We got into a conversation, naturally. She told me that she was a Nurse in a Virginia hospital and this was her first vacation since she had become an R. N. As she talked I finally recognized it was Francie De Witt, the little girl who was always ready to help anyone in need. The first night in Madrid, Francie and I decided to go to the Arena to see a bull- fight. The toreador was a young girl, with long brown hair. She was so fair com- plected we knew she wasn't a native Spainard. It wasn't long until she had the bull laid out cold. Picking up her red and gold cape she made her way to her dressing room. Francie and I went to see if we could get a closer look at the beautiful young girl. In a short while out came the girl dressed in a plain linen dress with a silk shawl casually thrown about her shoulders. It was Anna Mills, After a few tears, kisses, and hugs, we went to a little restaurant to talk. Anna explained how she became a bullfighter down on her Crawford County farm then decided to come to Spain where she could really make some money. A few days later I landed in Cuba. I registered at a small hotel. That evening at dinner I noticed an American girl at the next table. I was about to go over and ask her name when she left the restaurant. The next morning she occupied the same table, She looked so much like a girl I had gone to school with. She sat there for awhile then I went over to talk to her. I was right, it was Betty Lou Morris, She was a Secretary to the director of a large clothing firm. She had be- come tired of pounding typewriter keys and wanted to see the world. She hinted that she had found her man and in a short while they were going to be married. After I left Cuba I went to Tampa, Florida, with all the beautiful scenery and southern hospitality, I made up my mind to stay for awhile, I took a cab to go sight-seeing. I was enjoying the scenery when we came to a strange looking building. I wanted to stop for a few minutes, so the driver said we could stop and look around but he didn't think anyone but certain scientists we re allowed to go in. I was walking around admiring the building when the door opened and out walked two distinguished gentlemen. The two men stopped to talk and I realized who they were -- Russell Newkirk and Dale Roberson. Dale asked me to tell who I was and what I was doing. I finally convinced him that I wasn't a spy. At dinner that evening Russell said he was in Florida on a vacation, but he was also studying. He was working on a rocket ship to the moon, he said he never did like to travel slowly. Dale couldn't tell me exactly what he was doing since he was working for Uncle Sam. I spent afew more days in Florida, then I moved on to Nashville, I was for- tunate to get into Nashville in time to get a ticket for the Grand Ole Opry. I had always wanted to go the re very much. That night I was enjoying myself when I heard a familiar laugh, I looked around and there sat an old classmate of mine. Yes, it was Leon Belcher. After the show we left the building and Leon intro- duced his wife to me. He asked me if I didn't remember her, but I could.n't seem to place her. He told me that he had married the girl from Marengo that I had

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bouncing out of the house to greet me I hear a commanding voice say, Opa1 Yvonne what are you doing? Yes, Mr. I-Iamblin had caught me daydreaming !! Though the experiment was ruined the dream was wonde 1-ful! Who knows it might come true ! ! Opal Teaford