Gotebo High School - Chieftain Yearbook (Gotebo, OK)

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Class Prophecy (Continued) those fair and radiant beings who were once my classmates now changed and transformed into citizens of the world outside, even as they had long hoped so to be. And it came to pass that the veil before mine eyes grew yet more and more thin throught the intensity of my vision, and behold 1 could see them, even as if the intervening years were not at all. 1 could see our beloved President; yea; even as today, I could see him in all his dignity and majestic bearing, and his words were heeded by that day and generation even as we today of the Class of 1948 have heeded and attended unto them; for his ambition had led him ever upward and on- ward until he was even the Governor of this, his very own and native state. And it came to pass that I also looked into professional circles, and in a large office among many men of many minds sat a prosperous lawyer, the boy who in our High School days had not yet learned to lie. Nay, not even on the right side would Orlando say a word that could be untruly inter- preted. Thus are the mighty brought to lower planes.' And behold as I passed the John Hopkins hospital upon whose door was inscribed, We dress the wounds and God heals them. I saw Jolyne Penn an angel of mercy walking down the dimly lighted corridor. And I also happened to find myself on the inside of a large cathedral where a stately priest in his robes of dignity poured forth words of inspired instruction. Verily, it was Billy Miller himself, who had thus entered into the work of the church. Gazing over the skyscrapers in the great metropolis I could see Rollins Construction Co. in neon lights 6 ft. high and knew then that he was destined to become a chip off the old block. At it came to pass, while I pondered these things in my heart, the door of a home swung open before my vision, and I found therein a household made happy by a wife and mother who had found her: greatest ambition inthe highest of all worldly vocations--the maker and keeper of the home, verily was my soul rejoiced thereat as I gazed my last upon Ola Bee and followed my Spirit of Prophecy further on its quest of the Things To Be. Getting tired and thirsty and seeing a comfortable cottage 1 visioned I could see Colleen Ellis and her 3 children listening to the radio and remem- bering the old Speech Class of the year of 1948 when she had previously heard Chester who was now a great comedian having taken Bob Hopes place and very capable for he was bald-headed too. And it came to pass, even as I watched the home lights die away, that sweet strains of music held my soul entranced by the beauty and perfection of their harmonies, and as I looked about to know whence they came, behold I did find, even as the queen of the world's music, the same one who had so often played the marches for us in High School, Betty Jo, and I felt myself