Hayfield Consolidated School - Hornet Yearbook (Hayfield, IA)

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February llth they were honored by a Valentine Party given at the school house, by the junior Class. On March 25th the party was returned a spring scheme was carried out. It was held at the home of Mercedes Formanek. The class is now working on their Senior Class play The Skelton Walks directed by Miss Dorothy Missal, to be given April 24-thg and is looking forward to the very important eventsg skip day, jr.-Sr. Banquet, Baccalaureate, and Commencement. CLASS PR OPHECY All abo ard, yelled the conductor as we grabbed our bagg- age and climbed aboard the Rocket . We had just finished in M.G.M's production of 'Silver Lining' and we were leaving for New York. From there we would go to Europe by atomic airship to spend our two month vacation. With a sigh of relief we settled down in our seats. Soon an argument in the back of the car distracted us. We turned around and to our surprise we recognized Delores Falada, argu- ing with the conductor. We went back to help her out of her difficulty, but as usual Delores didn't need any help. She could still put up a good argument! She was now Mrs. Murven Anderson and singing with his band. They were to appear at the Avolon Ballroom in Hayfield, Iowa. When we arrived in Hayfield, we took a taxi to the Hotel Astoria where we were to spend the night. The next morning we decided to tour the town. As we trudged up Federal Avenue, with the wind beating against us, we noticed a very refined, young lady having the time of her life trying to hang on to her hat and a dog at the same time. As we approached her she looked vaguely familiar. We recognized her as none other than Shirley Jensen. As we exchanged greetings, Shirley invited us to have lunch with her and her husband, Don Geddes. Don was the owner of a chain of Geddes Department Stores . After having a love- ly time with Shirley and Don, we hastened to our hotel. After a short nap we decided it was time once again to leave. We called a taxi and left for Grand Central Station where we took the Zepher to New York. When we arrived, we hurried to the airport. We had to ask the manager for tickets as we didn't have reservations. When we approached the office, what should we see but DONALD G. SCHULZ MANAGER written in big, bright, gold letters. We rushed in to surprise Don. We chatted a while and Don informed us that he had inherited the airline from his great-grandfather. He was still sticking to his motto, Always be a Bachelor . Wonder how long he'l1 stick to this?