Gorham Fayette High School - Eagle Hi Life Yearbook (Fayette, OH)

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We, the Borton spinsters, Virginia and Phyllis, “blew into Fayette” in the Spring of 63 and decided to snoop around to see what our old “chums” were “doin’. Who should we see on the street corner arguing--none other than our dear friend Dick Bates. We wanted to get a new “Super 5” automobile, but we couldn’t find one, so we went to Leroy Swartzendruber’s “Buggy Shop,” and got the only “Conestoga wagon still in existence. We hired Dick Corkle as our driver and “took off.” As we drove down MainStreet we saw a large neon sign “We Streamline ’Em, the new slenderizing agency owned and operated by Barbara McGowan. Oh! Oh! A wheel is squeaking. Imagine that! We are right in front of one of Dick Givin’s gas stations. He owns the largest chain of gas stations in the the world. So we stop and one of Dick’s grease monkeys greases it for us. We decided to drive down to the new “University of Fayette.” We wanted to see our old friend Buddy Allion. He is professor of mathematics. As we walked in the front door we saw a familiar face behind a mop. It was Maxine Miller. She is getting in practice for the day when she starts cleaning her own little home. We went up to the office to solve our curiosity, because we heard that Mary Lou Funk was the “big chief now. Yes, sir, there she was sitting in the superintendent’s chair. As we drive down the street we see Barbara D’Lamater working in her beauty parlor. She specialized in bleaching hair. Say, I wonder who owns that big office down the street “a piece.” Why it’s Paul Stam-baugh. He’s a big executive now. Shirley Joughinis his “cute little secretary. (We wonder who sits on who’s knee.) Situated just across the street is Dr. Bill Nihart’s office. Our instinct drove us down the street about a block to a little lunch room “Arlene’s Beanery run by Arlene Lantz. While we were inside eating beans, one of our oxen took a liking to a neighbor’s flowers, and a policeman had to come and get him out. The policeman was Bob Ziegler. We were tired because of the jolts from our wagon, so we stopped at Carolyn Kline’s hotel. In the lobby we bought a Look Magazine. On the back cover is a beautiful girl with long red hair. It’s Rosemary Murphy; she is a model for Drene Shampoo. We must have been more tired than we thought, because it was 3:30 when we woke up. We thought we had better hurry down to the Eaglezette office if we wanted to see Norma Robey before it closed. She writes the “Advice To The Love Lorn column. Norma asked us to deliver some personal advice to Pat Ely and Darrel Blaker because they are having troubles (little troubles). On the way to see Pat and Darrel we went by Marjory Milliman’s house. They live in a twenty-five room house now. They had to move to accommodate their growing family. Darrel Knisely has a prosperous dairy farm. Guess who is the better half. That’s right, Roma Sommers. Roma does the work; Darrel gives the orders. 11

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Back in the year of nineteen hundred and thirty-seven we started on our twelve year journey in our covered wagon. Buddy Allion, Thomas Arbuckle, Richard Bates, Richard Bailey, Ann Davenport, Barbara D’Lamater, Donna Evers, Harold Fruchey, Nat Glover, Keith Holmes, Breta Johnson, Wilma Keefer, Marvis King, Richard Kinkaid, Donna Kizer, Carolyn Kline Mary Kline, Eugene Cook, Clifford Dunn, Arlene Lantz, Junior Miller, Marjorie Milliman, Bill Nihart, Dale Quillet, Alice Riegsecker, Bob Riegsecker, Bob Ringley, Joan Schaffner, Betty Scott, Paul Taylor, David Tomplins, George Vine, Lawrence Wilson, Richard Whaley, Marilyn Woodard, Melvin Beach, Richard Givin, Virginia Baum. Paul Stambaugh, and Betty Shaffer were the first ones to start on the journey. Miss Rieghard took the responsibility of the first part of the trip. On the second year of our journey we made a few changes. Donna Kizer, Bob Ringley, Betty Scott, George Vine, Melvin Beach, Betty Shaffer, Sherman Blossingham, Thomas Arbuckle, and Bill Nihart were not able to continue with us so we picked up two more passengers, Jari Eldgidge and Dallas Lamb, to help balance our journey. Now as we were on the third year of our journey, Miss Acker was kind enough to carry on after Miss Weller couldn’t continue on our journey with us. After reloading all the supplies we needed, we found we had lost two passengers, Eugene Cook and Dale Quillet. Jean Sarnac and Bill Nihart joined our troop at this time. With eight long years ahead of us we continued on. We added Lyle Bailey, Davey Lee Crisp, Junior Holmes, and Rosemary Murphy, but lost Jari Eldridge, Keith Holmes, Breta Johnson, Richard Kinkaid, and Dallas Lamb. Miss Ziegler helped us through this year. As we approached our fifth year, we were quite proud of ourselves because we now had advanced closer to the older group of wagons, in which our friends were one year ahead of us in reaching the 12 year goal. (We had moved up to the second floor of the school house.) Our newpassengers that year were Paul Merrillat, Paul Wallace, Paul Taylor, Helen Rush, and Alice Wentz, while Virginia Baum, Jean Sarnac, and Joyce Wiemer didn’t continue. Miss Lehman went along with us our fifth year. As we managed to continue on our sixth year of our journey with Mr. Stowell as our driver. Our new passenger was Frank Dewitt while Junior Holmes, Alice Wentz, Paul Taylor, and Helen Rush left us at this time. The seventh year of our journey we were approaching nearer the end of our journey as we took the responsibility of going on without a special driver. Donna Jean Kizer, Jean Marowelli, Norman Schoonover, Shirley Joughin, Pauline Barnhart, and Norma Robey came aboard our wagon while Davey Lee Crisp, Pauline Barnhart withdrew from our journey. As we were entering the eighth year of our journey we were approaching nearer to the end of our goal. Our new passengers that year were Lloyd Alpaugh and Georgia Wilford, while Donna Evers, Alice Ann Riegsecker and Bob Riegsecker left us at this time. One of the neighboring wagons did not continue from this point, so the passengers were loaded on our wagon. They were Betty Alten, Phyllis Borton, Virginia Borton, Pat Ely, Delores Frank, Eugene Fruchey, Mary Lou Funk, Richard Corkle, Barbara McGowan, Maxine Miller, Charles Rising, Eileen Stemen, Rex Wallace, and Robert Zeigler. Robert Axford, Frank Dewitt and Lyle Bailey didn’t continue the journey with us. We had three years left to go with Harold Lambert, Jean Sarnac, and Roma Sommers as our new members while Charles Rising and Georgia Wilford left. By this time we were very proud of our selves because we had just two more years to travel. Betty Jean Alten, Jean Sarnac and Paul Wallace didn’t finish the trip with us. At last we reached the end of our twelve years. Sixteen members had been on the journey with us the whole twelve years. Howard Kutzley, Leroy Swartzendruber and Darrel Knisely decided they would finish their last year of the journey with us. Nat Glover Ann Davenport 10

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We saw a girl hitch-hiking; a girl in a Wave’s uniform. It’s Jeanie Keefer. Jeanie’s an ‘'Admiral now. Zoom! That reckless driver nearly scared our oxen to death. It’s Gene Fruchey. He’s going to take his drivers test next week. He’s been practicing for 15 years now. About six o'clock we noticed a strange emptiness in our stomachs. Down the road a bit is the farm of Marilyn Woodard and “Spike” Estel, so we stopped for some supper. Marilyn wasn't expecting us so we had corn flakes for supper. Since we are already so close toMorenciwe decided to go in and spend the evening there. Just as we drove into town we heard the fire alarm. It must be in town because there were two alarms. We watched the engine go out and we saw Rex Wallace and Dick Whaley. They are the firemen. They always were “hot stuff’’ especially when it came to “old flames.” Our driver, Dick Corkle, was thirsty so we decided to go to “Morenci After Midnight and get a glass of milk. We were just about to go in when we saw Howard Kutzley come out of his office. He is an insurance salesman. He said he didn’t have anything planned for the evening so we asked him to go with us. The night club, “Morenci After Midnight,” is owned by two old school chums of ours, Nat Glover and Ann Davenport. We went to the powder room while Dick and Howard went to check their hats. Our shy little friend, Delores Frank is the hat check girl. They say she attracts a lot of business for the night club. We drank our milk and then it was time for the floor show. Well, of all things, Joan Schaffner is the featured performer! After such a “hectic” night, we were tired. Dick drove us out to Eileen Stemen’s house (She’s a married woman now), where we spent a blissful night of sleep. We awoke at noon feeling very happy knowing that all of the “Forty-Niners” were doing well.