Fairbury Cropsey High School - Crier Yearbook (Fairbury, IL)

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CLASS PROPHECY Joanne: “What about Reva Carder? What’s she doing now?” Virginia: “Reva was a baton twirler for the circus. I say ‘was’ be- cause in the parade this morning she was strutting down the street with her head held high and she fell into a manhole. Don Henning, a brilliant scholar, is now a teacher of nuclear physics at a large eastern university. He’s advanced some brilliant theories on the fission of the atom. Kafer and Nance, those two old pals, are still fighting. This time they’re bat- tling over Anna Aupperle, sensational new movie star.” Delores: “What about some of the other boys?” Virginia: “Don Merrill and Arnold Eilers are trying to revive vaude- ville with their song, dance, and comedy act. Stan Vail has become a successful Hollywood attorney. He’s a legal representative for Lassie. And Dan Fugate is now driving his midget racer ‘Dan’s Inn’ at the F'air- bury Speedway. Of course, you recall Dale Shult. It seems that Dale was running for Congress, but he wasn’t doing so well until he thought of a brilliant publicity stunt. He changed his name to Kilroy. Richard Kilgus, the noted inventor-Hyer, recently tested his new jet plane. There was a loud hiss, a series of explosions, a dazzling light, and Mr. Kilgus hasn’t been heard from since.” Joanne: “That’s too bad. Tell us about some of the girls.” Virginia: “Florence Schmidtgall and Shirley Leetch, big game hunters, have returned from darkest Africa. In an interview with the New York press they said that they thought they’d give up chasing lions for a while in favor of chasing wolves. Marilyn Steidinger was recently elected president of the ‘I Hate Men’ Club, succeeding Dolores Doran.” Delores: “I saw in last week’s paper where Bill Leonard was voted the outstanding comedian of the year. He gives all the credit to his writer, Vera I lankins, who says she gets all her material from notes she kept during American History Class.” Virginia: “You’ve heard of that famous 5th Avenue store Mme. Jeanne's. But did you know that Mademoiselle was really Willis Aupperle?” Joanne: “Have any more of our former classmates become famous?” Virginia: “Why, yes. Senator Robert Huber, well known statesman, was played up in the papers this week when he refused the nomination for President. When questioned in an interview he gave his reason as no chance for advancement. Harold Metz, sensational swoon crooner, at his fourth and most recent wedding, made this statement, ‘Only one more and then I’ll be even with Jack Schmidt.” Delores: “Have any of them become great athletes?” Virginia: “Well, John Hoffman was declared champion of the U. S. open vo-yo tournament; and, oh, yes, I remember reading in the paper that Bryce Rathbun was voted the outstanding lineman of the National Professional Football League for the third consecutive year. One of our classmates has also entered the newspaper field. Jonathan Hctherington, after graduating from high school, went to college and studied journal- ism. He’s now editor of the Ho-bo News.” Joanne: “They’ve certainly led interesting lives. My! What’s all that confusion outside?” Delores: “I’ll go out and see.—Guess what? Richard Kilgus has just become the first man to land on the moon.” 27

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CLASS PROPHECY Time: 1967. Place: The large midwestern me- tropolis of Weston. Event: Broquard’s Barnstorming Big op Ltd. has come to town. Here w se two happily married women from Fairbury, better known to us as Joanne Moser and Delores Pater- noster, walking along the midway. Joanne says to Delores: “Did you know that the owner of this circus is the same Donald Broquard who graduated with us back in ’47?” Delores: “Yes, I knew it. He’s a big man. He’s known all over this 'part of the country. From Forrest to Weston and as far south as Col- fax, people talk about his circus.” Joanne: “I ook! over there by the side show. That ticket seller looks like Connie DeMoss.” Delores: “It is. When she quit her job at the Central Theatre she told me she was looking for a change. Say, don’t those people on the stage look familiar?” Joanne: “Of course, there’s Alfred Haase, the midget, and the giant is Charles Schahrer. The human skeleton looks like Merle Met ..” Delores: “Who’s that wild man in the cage? He’s making such a noise with his growling I can hardly hear.” Joanne: “Why, who else but Don Shult? You know, he always was the wild type.” Delores: “You remember Margie Craig, who was quite a wolf tamer in her day. Well, she’s still at it, except now she tames lions. Joanne: “Who was that tall, handsome band leader we saw in the parade this morning?” Delores: “Oh, you mean that brilliant musician whom all the girls go cra y for? That’s Kennv Winterland.” Joanne: “Really. Say, this looks like the fortune teller’s tent. Let’s go in and have our fortunes told.” Delores: “Madame, we would—why, of all people, Virginia Palmer! Since when have you been a crystal gazer?” Virginia: “For over a year now. I’ve been quite successful, too. Did you want something?” Joanne: “Say, I’ll bet you could tell us what’s happened to some of our classmates.” Virginia: “Yes, I can. Whom would you like to know about first?” Delores: “What about Jane Burt?” Virginia: “Jane became a career girl. She’s been a success, too. Her boss claims she’s the best cab driver he’s ever had. You remember Guy Bandy, the aggressive magazine salesman. Well. Guy’s still ar it. He’s selling magazines at his corner stand here in Weston. Jim Hurt, who was quite a singer during his high school days, landed a job with the Met- ropolitan Opera Co., as a stage hand.” 26

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CLASS POETRY “TO SCHOOL” There’s a rumble, not a roar, We know it’s Don at our gate; In we jump, shut the door, Hurry Don! we might be late. Those two Freshmen, they’re just babies, Silly! Man alive, who knows, They’re not the least bit bashful, Oh maybe! That’s the way the story goes. As fast as the car can go, That’s the way we take it, With all the rain or snow Hurray! We made it. JoAnne Moser. HIGH SCHOOL H is for the happiness that remains all the year. I is for the ignorance that’s not lacking here. G is for grades that show who’s a fool. FJ is for hilarity that reigns o’er our school. S is for sports of several different kinds. C is for classes, supposed to develop the minds. H is for halls meant to be quiet. O is for organizations that end up in a riot. O is for—oh, I guess, most of the rest. L is for Love—for old F. T. H. S. Marilyn Steidinger. MY TRIBUTE TO F. T. H S. Opportunity knocked and 1 opened the door, Then into my heart this rhythm did pour. A tribute to F. T. H. S. I must bring And praise of its teachers I joyously sing. I hey helped me acquire what I sought to attain. I heir skill I admire and shall seek equal fame. I'll regret when my three years shall turn into four, And cherish each memory now and evermore. Don Broquard. 28