Henrietta School - Hub Yearbook (Henrietta, OH)

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IT I-IATH BEEN PROPHESIED T'was on the morn of June 4, 1962, that the memorable occasion occurred. In answer to a knock on our door, I admitted a stranger who unreavelled a preposterous tale as we talked. As the man talked on I noticed something vaguely familiar aoout him, especially his hair, Oh, the hair! those eaves! I knew that those beautiful waves could nut belong to anyone but David Gerstacker. It was not long before we began to reminisce-the good old diys-essays in American Literature Lass, et.-. Since gradu-ation Dave had entered the automobile sales Dusinessdyes, cars an-d rubber tiges had been restored to the market-and was now trying to sell the public on the autogyro mach- ine, which he believed would revolutionize trans- poitation. Incidentally he wanted us to represent the public in a test showing how economical the Zing. is he called it, could be. The mechanics of that complicated looking machine, Dave ex- plained, were very simple. Improvements in every line were shown over the models of vehicles of I9-12, The most outstanding feature of the zing was its ability to fly swiftly through the air, land on .1 highway, and travel as a car. Besides these ad.antages the zing can be parked in a very small space. Flat .buildings were built in the heart of many cities for parking these new contrivances. In the test the company was to pay all expenses for a month's travel in the zing. We, my hus- band and I were to make the test, could travel anywnere we desired. Who could resist such temp- tation? Well, we could not and forthwith placed our children in adequate care, bade farewell to Dave whom we would see again in a month, and took off the following morning, It was high noon when we reached our first stop, New Yorkg our first impulse was to obey the gas- tronomic call of our stomachs. Since all expenses were to be paid by the company, why not dine at a prominent restaurant? This we -did. W'hen a waitress came toward our table I was amazed to see that it was none other than Betty Emery, that shy, demure lass who graduated with the '42 :Ht H. S. class, Betty sat 1-ight down and dined with us, this act caused no repercussions from the manage- ment because she owned the controlling interest in the restaurint, though she still liked to wait on tables in her spare time. After we had de- voured the tasty morsels and bade adieu to Betty, we staited for Central Park. After we had gone about two blocks, .a gust of wind blew my hat helter-skelter and right through an open window into a large building. Well, no woman is going to let a good 'hat get away like that. so off I took after it. Upon reaching the building, faint strains of fine music could be heard and after following the sound I entered into a laige auditorium where on the stage a large sym- phony orchestra was rehearsing. As I stood there gazing I recognized George Webber, as the idirec- tor! When there came a break in the music I cried Oh, Joy! George turned and greeted me with a big smile and then dismissed the orchestra. He was glad to see me and wanted to know what I was doing and how I was. He told me of the road he traveled-music conservatory after music conservatory and finally this, his life's dream. I complimented George on his grand work and left him to rejoin my husband-forgetting my hat after all. We had seen enough of New York for now and so we proceeded in the direction of Cleveland where I wanted to visit the Palace Theatre. We ariived without mishap and parked the ming in an mlevated gat age. We attempted to cross one of the main thoroughfares of the metropolis and- At this point my story will have to pause for the next thing I remembered was seeing a nurse stand- ing at my bedside. Astonished, I opened my eyes wide Cand who wouldn'tJ for there taking my pulse was my dear old pal of school days, Elsie Hostetler. Little did I know that I would be taken to the hos- pital where she was employed. We had much time to gossip since 1 was coniined to the hospital for five more days. On the third day a lawyer came to straighten out the insurance. Who should he prove to be but James Slack, that lad of the clear ringing voice who was always chosen to read in American literature class! I knew Jim had wanted to be .1 lawyer but it greatly surprised me to rea- lize that now he was working on a case for me. I almost had a relapse when he called his secietary in, for she was Esther Emmerich, but really as much should have been expectedg Esther was such a whiz in her ccmmercigl classes in high school. There were now four of us '42 giaduates together so we really had a good time remembering the many problems we used to have. Afti 1' being released from the hospital we again took up our tiavels in the Zing. This time our course was straight west. When we reached the border of Iowa we glided onto the highway and motored for a while. All along the highway were billboard signs reading Milk Stand Ahead. Upon reaching this much advertised establishment we stopped and ordered a glass of milk. On the glass was a great deal of adv'ertising, and I noticed the name, Thomas Williams, proprietor. Of all people, Tom, way out here. I inquired -as to where Tom was and sought him out. I soon found him gently petting one of his 78 goats. l-Ie jubilantly told us of his goat ranch and the way he was trying to popularize the milk of the lowly goat, I wished Tom all the success in the world and resumed our course. Our next stop was to be California but our plans were disrupted for somewhere in Wyoming we saw ta red glow in the distance and upon reaching the scene. we found it was a forest fire. We stopped and inquired as to the cause of this catastrophe. The man I accosted was tall, lean, and had black shiny hair, the fire startfd, he thought, bv 9, gig- ette. Some people would never learn! The fire- fighters wfre trying some new gadget which was ex- pected to put out fire in a shorter time. My curio- sitv was aroused so I asked who had invented this instrument and he modestly replied it was invented bylsome-one by the name of Lewis Pete. I ex- Slaimed, Why that's you! Yes, he answered, I have been lout west since 1950. Sure is grand country and if this invention works, I will stay! here permanently. Well, Lewis' invention Worked and- the fire was out in no time. Lewis accom- panied us back to the zing but before we reached it a loud, shrill feminine voice was heard. When its owner approached she said, Why Jeannie, dont' you remember the Christmas seal account- ing? I immediately knew her to be Nancv An- dress. Hut what was she doing out here? Funny. I had always thought Nancv would be a local gal. She was now connected with a traveling bureau and the fire had attracted her attention so she came over to see the spectacle. What a coincidence that we three should meet way out here. Nancy consented to show Us around Wyoming and so we spent a whole week enjoying ourselves to the fiillest-riflinfr around and sightseeing in the zing. When -our week was up we reluctantly left Nancv and Lewis and once again headed toward California. As we reached Salt Lake City, night was falling and so we stopped and entered a fine resort hotel and p'epared to make reservations for the night. To our surprise who was standing behind the desk but Jim Currier! Our class had surely scattered far and wide. Jim told us how he and Leland Kinsley had formed a partnership, had come out west and now owned, iointly, a 2.000 acre ranch plus several stores and this hotel. Jim supplied the brains in the partnership while Leland gave the brawn. It worked beautifully. Through Jimmy's great generosity we received the best fContinued on page 371

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