Fritchton High School - Fritchtonian Yearbook (Fritchton, IN)

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CHARLES BATES ll' ' DON WILLIAMS THE GOOD OLD DAYS I PHY LLIS HATTON MARVIN COOK If If ANITA STEWART ' 3 I I L I ELSIE HEDGE BOB ROUT PATSY ROARK GARY TATE NORMAN SNYDER BARBARA GOODWIN CHARLES RUBLE 5 ,L 'ME LINDA WELTON

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AJ' CHARLES BATES Sophomore President Basketball Varsity .... Z, Baseball. . ....... .Z, Fritchtonion Staff Boarding House Reach T' 'WIQSQJ GARY SHORTER Music . , ...... , 3, 4 Fritchtonion Staff 31 4 Boarding House Reach L11 1 --t - yw , '5 - '2 nf' . x 5' rx! M V X .N ,X is 4 W' WF? is yo , . ,Q ja fl .47 ,,,fA 2 fi., ff , . 5 it 1-24 R ,af FIRST ROW: Barbara Goodwin, Jo Ellen McCord, Patsy Roark, Myrna Hart. SECOND ROW: Lee Avonne Berry, Elsie Hedge, Linda Welton, Phyllis Hatton, Anita Stewart. THlRD ROW: Mrs. Dollinger, Charles Ruble, Larry Carr, Don Williams, Gary Shorter, Mr. Archer. FOURTH ROW: Gary Tate, 'Charles Bates, Marvin Cook, Bob Rout, Norman Snyder. 10,

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CLASS PRUPHEC Y On one dark cloudy day in the year of 1990, I was driving down a highway. I was sleepy and I must have driven farther than I thought, because it soon started to rain so hard I had to stop. Fortunately there was a huge old house nearby so I thought I would go in for awhile until it stopped. It grew darker, lightning flashed, thunder roared, I saw a dim light and knew someone was home. I went to the door and knocked, it opened very slowly. Then a loud noise sounded from within. It scared me and I was nervous and shaking, so I started back down the stairs very quietly. Then I heard a very weak voice say, Come in. As I looked up I saw that it was a tall, stooped, darkly clad person who was very old, wrinkled and toothless. Then the lightning flashed again and I recognized her as Anita Stewart, an old classmate. She gave me a very nice hello and asked me to sit down. The room was very dim but when the lightning flashed I saw an old man with a long beard reading a book of knowledge.- I recognized him as Gary Tate, also an old friend. I didn't want to disturb him so I thought I would hang my own coat in the closet. As I opened the door a skeleton fell out. I got-scared and jumped back. Finally I leaned closer and thought it was someone I once knew. Then I recognized Larry Carr. I shoved him back in and went to my chair. Suddenly I heard a loud crash as some window glass was broken. Looking over that way I Saw the elderly Gary Shorter sitting amidst the broken glass. I asked him how he fell through the window and he said he came down the drain-pipe because it was quicker that way. Then the dinner bell rang and an old, gray headed, fat, Wobbley maid entered the room. It was Lee Avonne Berry. She said hello and asked me to eat some of her cooking. In the kitchen sat Myrna Hart, wrinkled and smoking an old pipe. Bob Rout was sitting at the table and said I couldn't talk to her because she couldn't hear or talk. After dinner I decided to explore the house. As I wandered through an old dusty parlor I saw Patsy Roark and Phyllis Hatton singing a lonely church hymn. I didn't want to in- trude so I hurried down the hall and there was Elsie Hedge dusting the furniture and Bar- bara Goodwin sweeping the floor. They said hello and I ventured on to a slightly opened door. As I peeped in I saw Norman Snyder in his old basketball suit practicing some field shots. His suit was too small and he was pretty stiff, but he still hadn't lost his technique. And there of course was Charles Ruble still carrying his towels as usual. In another room I found Linda Welton telling Don Williams his fortune. It seemed he had lost his job at the Golden Goose Resort and I couldn't understand why. She offered to tell my fortune and as I looked into the globe I began to see highway 50 and as I looked closer I saw old F. H. S. As the picture moved to the lower hall I saw Miss Marie selling tickets to a ball game. Then I saw that We were playing our old foes, Bruceville. Mr. Mauck was sweating and nervously wringing a towel. Mrs. Lee was giving a small child a bawling out for running through the hall. Mr. Carr was trying to hold a little girl and take tickets at the same time. Then the picture moved to the Home Ec Department and I saw Miss McCoy bending over her littered desk grading some 15 day old papers. As the picture blurred, I dimly began to see Miss Wilson directing the boys glee club. I saw Mr. Archer sitting there to keep them from chewing bubble gum. Miss Petts was in the library catching up on the latest Literature. While Mrs. Dollinger was keeping study hall. She was explaining some Algebra problems to the freshmen. The picture then changed to downstairs when I saw Mrs. Forbes, Mrs. Marchino and Mrs. Beuscher standing in the hall talking over the days happenings. The picture then blurred and the globe went blank. I thanked Miss Welton and left. 12