Grant Union High School - Prospector Yearbook (John Day, OR)

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Commercial Law under Haber I;.1- he couldn’t learn what a Nego- tiable Instrument was or why a ’woman could buy a horae for $250, lose the horse In payment of an old debt, didn’t lose $500; so he went into the study of the aolution which he later decided to make his life ambition ending up as a lawyer» Although he still doesn’t know what a Negotiable Instrument is and never found the solution to his other pro- blem . We explained our problem and he'told us we were ’o be his first reel customer for which he would do his bes to Elvana being injured in the accident, we knew we must acquired the services of a doctor We noticed a sign on a door in the same building as the law office that said; Dr. Jerry, M« £ » ” Come in at your own risk»” Sounding like old times and having our curosity aroused, we entered to inquire about r. Martha This business being a eighteen hour concern, we found the doctor In, Although he was thin and had riners under his eyes, we recognized him as Jerry Hankins While he worked on Elvana we asked him where Mae Jeanett was. Before he could answer. Mae Jeanett walked in as If in a daze. We ask her how she became a nurse and she looked at Jerrv, giggling as she drew us in a corner. he told u? she didn t know the first thing about the business but after she’d done away with the other nurses he had, she had to do something and it was one way to be n°ar Jerry and now she could see him all the time, hen Elvana could walk again, although she was sore from Jerry hitting and beating on her, we hade them good bye. We at last arived home with no more excitement that evening. Ihe firsT thing in the morning who should drive n our station but bay Crawford in a long car without even a dent- We inquired as to how he got his car fixed o er night , and he said: Oh, I manufacture these cars and I get. lost of money when somebody runs into me because then I sue them. He apologized for not having recognized us and to forget our differences. Ihen he slinked off. Zoooom I What was that? cried Joy. I just ss» a streak, said Margaret. No sooner had they said this, than a very queer machine drove up to the pumps. The continued on next page

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first we though It was a flAfcyAAre and a broken. spring, hut when the car stopped driver got out, the car came up to normal. Gimme a piece of paper I he demanded., ft8d, s°v$iSirte9’ro%saei?llh -Ja »a to wire him some more money. ve , now being curious, asked him who he had married and nearly fell over when he replied 'Wilma Cunningham It seams that Wilma, in a fit of angar after fighting with her boyfriend, had married Bill on the rebound for his money, which she now manages. Joy raked where he was heading and what be had been doing ''o this he told us he was going to the reformatory to see his fit© little Rydeletts, so we bid him good afternoon and he rumb - ed on his way. Margaret looked up the street and what should she see but a large gold basketball coming down the street beirg supported by a little old shriveled-up man with a monstrous cigar In his mouth heading our way. be asked If he might uae our telephone. said he could, and he ask the opera- tor for the McKenna Manufacturing Company. We took a sec- ond look at him and recognized him to be Keith McKenna by his cigar. We ask him what he had been doing to which he replied, Still trying to make enough little gold basket- bells for the Junior girls of 1947. 1 He said he couldn’t maice them playing ball ao he decided to manufacture them. Wishing him the best of luck, we returned to our business During a slack moment, we girls were all sitting around the electric fan reading the latest editions and drinking coke when all of a sudden a musical horn started playing our old favorite, Open the Door Richard . all rushed out thinking it might be another eligible wolf, and saw an old, all-colored car with e very small man driver. He had a look of grey hair hanging over one eye, a U. of 0 sweater and cords, the tyoical college boy.. Yes, it was none other than our old Student Body President, Kenny Olsen. He told us he was still going to the U, of 0, trying to find out what a Potato Eccnomy is and also trying to make up his mind v hat subjects to major in. Kenny spsd away, after we gave him the once over. he last we heard of him was, Open the Door Richard very faintly down the street. Hooooooti Six o'clock and time for us to clo?e. Golly, but I’m hungry, said Joy, Let’s go down to that PurDle Ret Theatre and see what’s playing. We all agreed to the idea, so off we started. The cafe turned out to be quite an elaborate concern. we sat down in one of the two- tone gre- n booths, and wero just beginning to admire the place when the waiter brought the menus to us. We put in our orders for pheasant ala carte and hoped we would like it. continued on next page

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ordered us to put water In the wras tank, we asked him if ha could be mistaken but hi3 reply was that it was an experiment, of his. He then told us he usee a pill in water to make gas. We knew no one could be interested enough in books and experiments as Dick Eddie of our 1S47 class He explained thatthis wag just one of his many inventions that ware on the market today, as he hsd began experimenting as soon as he graduated from Grant. started to count up all of our old school mates that we had seen in the last twenty-four hours and to our amazement we had seen them all. S0 we had to look forward to the same old routine every day. Elvana washing the wind- shields, Joy putting air in the tires, Evelyn tending to tip gas pumps. Donaline checking the oil. and Margaret takinr the money, of course i