Fremont Junior High School - Bulldog Yearbook (Pomona, CA)

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CLASS PROPHECY On the day after their 5333? graduation, the Fremont Junior AL,, 3,1 High School Class of 1941 assembled on the front steps SgX5x,Uf5 for a group picture. This 'high 'QQQE3 XJESD' '53 was at the request of Mr. I VJ' Montz' S Photography Club, -Vg 0 CID fNfN2f?: the members of which desired jfu- I to test their skill in C, 155 55 Q1 photography. But alas, j 55V .5 fe, fate intervenedg the picture .tg A429 If Q3 never was made! j X513 Instead, this is what I 555, happened. Sonny Clarence if HF1 'l xii Landon set up his tripod fy' lxffg E3 end mounted thereon what . Aff Enix fi appeared to be the latest in Q3f2:E,,.k,,---.7 cameras, but in reality fi,-' Cfifgylj gsm gh a time machine with intell- Qggmmmgg, ..,, is kt ,hee ..,: ..f- -.--- Utes H igence. As Sonny slowly W squeezed the bulb, the Class w U . ' of 1941 was transported back- ward in time, each person stopping at that period and in that place where he best fitted. In a few moments hy means of Retroactive Television we shall product scenes from the past so that you may learn the fate of these people. But first you must hear what some faculty members who witnessed this strange event were overheard to say: UThis is truly a fitting end. It always was a backward class. I Sometime during the Stone Age Enter Bone Crusher and Hi Jumper Bone Crusher: Hello, Hi Jumper, what's new? Hi Jumper: Why, hi there, Bone Crusher, I hnven't seen you since the lest flood. B. C.: Nope, I went with Grady Hall to the lend of Volcenia to fetch fire and I ain't been back since. H, J,: See any new girls over there? B. C,: Yep--they've got quite an assortment from the 20th century. There's Ruby Young, Jean Urch, Mary Wilson, and Iretta Guymon. Most of them seem quite satisfied, but Ruby's peeved because she doesn't have her skates with her. H, J.: Anybody else traveling that direction? B. C.: Yep, saw Franklin Henson swinging along through the trees and Denver Brosman was riding a dinosaur. Wasn't going very fast-- just out for n jeunt with Ruth Barnaby. By the way, your outfit looks a lot like mine. Make it yourself? H. J.: No, I had Betty Cooke design this from a skin I got from Kenneth Berk. That boy sure is good on bringin' animals down with a club.