Imbler High School - Golden Reveries Yearbook (Imbler, OR)

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PROPHECY Gwenn Ott, as usual being curious, wanted to learn where her classmates would be in ten years, so she headed for a Chinese tealeaf reader. The old Chinese crone brewed her pot of herbs, and told Gwenn, “I see a huge gambling casino in Reno, named Jerry’s Club. Jerry McLaughlin brought out Harold and is now known all over the world as the Moonlight Gambler. He dresses to fit the part, wearing black suits with a black string tie, and shaped side-burns and mustache. Everywhere he goes women follow him. His favorite dates’ theme is ‘It’s a ticklin me.’ A swish of the tea leaves and the scene shifts to Hollywood, where I see Larie Patterson and her finance Elvis Presley. Elvis has just given her a purple Cadillac to match her white and lavender ones. Larie is owner of the world’s most famous cosmetic concern. She recently bought out Elizabeth Arden, Helena Rubenstein, and the Revlon Co. Next I see six-star General Ray Maxwell. Ray is Commander of the Eastern Air-Borne Division. He has invented a flying tea cup, and is preparing to be the first man to fly to the moon. Another swish of the leaves and I see the dark green veldt of Africa and in its sultry depths, Mark Aberhamson and his bride Pat Teall. Pat and Mark are Missionaries and are trying to Christianize the Pygmies. Now the leaves take on a different pattern and show me Merle Fiek, President of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. Merle has astounded the scientific world with his great discovery of which came first, the chicken or the egg. He is married to Bertha and now has 12 children --as it’s cheaper by the dozen. New patterns appear and I see Dave Beck. Dave is now the President of the United States. He is a devoted Republican. Dave was so brilliant that they changed the law so that such a young man could be President. Florida sunshine floods the scene and I see Verda Rae Wagoner who is now the world’s formost veterinarian. She is preparing to remove the back molar from Clyde Beatty’s most ferocious lion. A turn of leaves and I see oil wells. With Gene Tuck in their midst. Gene is President4 of Lifirs Club, International, and a Texas oil TYPHOON. He leaves his 12 cars “Cadillacs and Lincolns’’in the garage and rides Trigger the III, whom he recently bought, over his vast miUion acre cattle ranch!!’’ There is a pause as she waits for the leaves to settle. Finally she looks at Gwenn and says: “I now see Ethel Calhoun. Ethel is married to Teddy and they are living on the salt flats of Utah. Since Teddy started a cactus farm they are sitting by the roadside selling cactus pie, cactus cakes, cactus jams and jellys, cactus candy, and last, but not least, potted cactus plants. The leaves start to shift and so they settle to show Lavonne Tuck, Lavonne is married to Bob and while on their honeymoon to Arabia, Lavonne was captured by an Arab band and was put into the Sheik’s harem. The poor Sheik realized his mistake and returned her to Bob. The Sheik is now recuperating in a private mental hospital. They believe he will recover, but he still breaks out with a rash when he hears a woman’s voice. Little did he know that Lavonne had won the International Marathon Speech Contest in ’58. Von and Bob are now living in Mollala. A swish of the leaves and I see old Imbler Hi with an ageing lady working on the Treasury books in the office. The picture comes clearer and I see it is Carolyn Bewley. She has received straight l’s for 10 years, and she is said to be the Validictorian for the graduating class of ’67, if she gets the’57 books balanced. Her graying fiance' is working on his 2nd. million and is waiting patiently for his bride-to-be. The reason for the long engagement is that Mrs. Bewley refuses to let her daughter marry without a diploma. The leaves change and I see Wayne Gorham. Wayne has bought out every grass seed company in Oregon. He is fabously rich; however, he is very thrifty. He has bought Weldon’s half of the green Plymouth and is still driving it. He spends his afternoons sitting under the stoop of his log cabin, smoking his corn-cob pipe. He hasn’t married because he believes he can’t afford it. But rumors say he owns half of the U.S. Mint. A new pattern forms and I see Gwenn Ott. Gwenn is married to Don and living in Siberia in a log house, furnished with her mother’s furniture. (Her mother and father are

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ROBERT EUGENE TUCK Ambition: To be a state cop and raise a cattle ranch. Basketball 1, 2, 3, 4; Baseball 1, 2, 3, 4; Baseball Captain 3; Football Manager 1; F. F. A. 1,2,3, 4; F. F. A. President 4; F. F. A. Public Speaker; Letterman Club 1,2, 3, 4; Hot Rod Club 3; F. S. A. 1, 2; Pep Club 2, 3; Dramatics 3. CAROL BEWLEY Ambition: Get married and raise a dozen kids. F. H. A. 1,2; Girls' League 1,2; Class Officer 1, 2, 3; Basketball 1,2; Volleyball 1,2; Pep Club 3; F. S. A. 2; Student Body Treasurer 4; Student Council 3, 4; Hi Life Assistant Editor 3; Hi Life Editor 4. MERLE FLOYD FEIK Basketball 1,2, 3, 4; F. F. A. 1, 3, 4; F. F. A. Secretary 4; Baseball 2,3; Football Manager 1; Letter-man Club 1,2, 3, 4; Chorus 3,4; F. S. A. 1, 2, 3; Band 1, 2, 3; Dramatics 3, 4.

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now living in bare rooms.) Gwenn hasbeentrying to raise a money tree, for 10 years, but so far she can’t get one that grows Siberian money. Upon hearing of her failure, Gwenn storms out of the shop without drinking her tea, but she is happy to know her classmates are doing well. SENIOR WILL I, Jerry McLaughlin, will and bequeath my pipes to Mickey Dougherity. Take good care of them, Mick! I, Carolyn Bewley, will and bequeath njy long hair and bun to Louise Tuck. I, Wayne Gorham, will and bequeath my student body garvel to Senator Hopkins, Jr. I, Von Tuck, will and bequeath my ability to keep the school laughing with you instead of at you, to Trula Wagoner. f I, Dave Beck, will and bequeath my purple suede shoes to Raymond Wyland. Keep em polished, Ray. I, Gwenn Ott, will and bequeath my ability to eat all the time and still be hungry to Loretta Teall. I, Gene Tuck, will and bequeath my gambling fever to David Noyes as I don’t need it any-more. I, Larie Patterson, will and bequeath my small (?) supply of bobby-pins to Dona Booth. I, Merle Feik, will and bequeath my ’37 chev. to Bertha Hohstadt. I, Verda Rae Wagoner, will and bequeath my ability to say ’’no” to Lynn Wieden. I, Verda Rae Wagoner, will and bequeath' my ability to play sports to Sue Richmond. I, Pat Teall, will and bequeath my ability to say no” to Lynn Wieden. 1, Dave Beck, will and bequeath my unprepared speeches to Jim Perkins. I, Carolyn Bewley, will and bequeath the unbalanced books to Mrs. Skeen and Mr. Haller. Be sure they are balanced for next year. I, Larie Patterson, will and bequeath my laughter with tears to Judy Altmiller. Sometimes this helps -- you get caught laughing at someone -- just turn the corners of your mouth down and there you are — crying. I, Merle Feik, will and bequeath my holey socks to Darpy Doud. I hope you get as much use out of them as I did, Darpy. I, Von Tuck, will and bequeath my chewed up pencils to Weldon Gorham. I, Ethel Calhoun, will and bequeath my chubbyness to Sharon Booth. I, Pat Teall, will and bequeath my good grades in Journalism to Elaine Bewley. I, Verda Ray Wagoner, will and bequeath my love of farming to Lynn Wieden. I, Jerry McLaughlin, will and bequeath my strip of gray hair to Mr. Payne. I, Gwenn Ott, will and bequeath my yell-leading voice to Rosalee Tuck in hopes her throat doesn't get as sore as mine did. We, the senior class, will and bequeath our weekly tests and old income tax papers to Mr. Payne in hopes he can use them next year. We, the senior class, will and bequeath our old chewing gum and dilapidated voices to Mrs. Johnson. We, the senior class, will and bequeath all our tardy slips and unexcused absences to Mr. Haller. Here’s hoping he won’t have to write any more. We, the senior class, will and bequeath our unfinished tables, slabs of wood, bent nails and sick cows to Mr. Riley. We, the senior class, will and bequeath our unpaid bills to Mrs. Paroz. We, the senior class, will and bequeath our unprepared speeches and the game of Charades to Mrs. Byrd so she can use them in her Speech classes in the future. We, the senior class, will and bequeath our cold English room and books to Mrs. Skeen. With it we donate our winter coats. We, the senior class, will and bequeath the broken dishes, unsewed dresses and home ec. room to Mrs. Exley. We, the senior class, will and bequeath our old work out books, our nack of getting to class on time, never missing any school and our personalities to the underclassmen in hopes they will enjoy I.H.S. as much as we have.