Humeston High School - Wildcat Yearbook (Humeston, IA)

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Cifass .qbrop ecy We were still rejoicing over our meeting when the plane began to nose- dive into what seemed to be a very much inhabited land. But the strange thing about the people was that they were all women. Erma told us this was Arabia. We had not been in this territory long when a woman came with a message that His Highness the Sultan wished our presence in the harem. Much to our sur- prise His Highness was none other than our handsome Romeo, Donald Dunn. Strange that none of the harem consisted of classmates. March 7- Harold soon had the plane repaired and we were off for home. Out of curiosity I asked Erma where the rest ofthe class of '39 was. She replied that Jean Roberts was married to that heavywegiht boxer Eugene Vaughn and they were living down in good old Missouri on a farm. And Max, poor Maxie, was an old ladies adviser in the psycapathic ward of the old ladies home in Missouri. Just at this tinie we landed in the airport in San Francisco. Here we bade goodbye to Erma and Harold and left by train to end our journey in Chicago. March 10- Arrived in Chicago today after spending some time in the old home town. While in Humeston we inquired about that quiet little girl that we remembered as Madyline Kipper. The fellow we asked said she was no longer a Kipper, but Mrs. Schecter and as we peered closely at the speaker we saw it was no other than Dean Blackman. He informed us that he was leader of one of Americais famous orchestras. We also found that Erma Greer has taken the position of Principal of Humeston High and is teaching the offspring of the towns most prominent citizens. And so what started out to be a purely business trip brought back many memories and interesting news about our old classmates. -Eileen

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Class 'lop ecy April 2, 1959 Dear Diary: I was sitting behind my desk in the Buyer's Department of the Women's ready-to-wear in the Blackman Store in Chicago, when the buzzer at my elbow spoke and the voice of the Head Manager, Betty Blackman, rang out. After receiving orders to go on a world tour to select gowns from the royal models, my time was my own and it was soon spent in preparing for the trip. April 20- I arrived in Paris this morning accompanied by my assistant, Evelyn Coffey. For a boarding place we selected the Hotel Carter. The name seemed familiar, but we could hardly connect the fat little man with the French moustache with our shy and bashful classmate, Robert Carter. Robert directed us to the nearest Cafe where Camille Clark and Lucille Williams were billed on the floor show as the Two Twinkle-Toed Tappersf' We spent a very enjoyable evening at the Cafe until Evelyn suddenly remem- bered we were in Paris on businss and must start work at an early hour. April 29- We arrived in Germany today and we were amazed to find the people smiling and happy. We supposed the expressions of people ruled by a dic- tator would be solemn. Evelyn, in her shy manner, approached the nearest native and asked the reason. His reply was not necessary for marching down the street, accompanied by a typical German Band, was the answer to the mys- tery. Under all those freckles we found Franklin Garton, who enlightened us by the following greeting: My friends, let there be peace. Let me welcome you to the land of free- dom. I am the first Democratic President of Germany. March 6- Today we chartered a plane, piloted by one of our classmates, Harold Williams, to fly us to the end of our trip. Imagine my surprise when Evelyn called my attention to the stewardess who was none other than our old friend, Erma Richard. When wc asked about her inseparable companion, Marjorie Edwards, she said although Marjorie was afraid to go off the ground, she was still not far away and was running a home for old maids down in Germany.

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