Jackson Liberty High School - Blue and Gold Yearbook (Amsden, OH)

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Tro Cessna Mary Earl J. l.'S CUUHS J. l.'S BUS DRIUEIYS Glen Massie J. l.'5 CUSTUDIHII LEFT TO RIGHT: Pete Buizier, Don Kummer, Roy Scalmcxn, Bob Gee, Rev. Wise, Leland Sours.

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CLIISS PRUPHEW Frisch or better known these days as Mrs. Milton Berle Jr. who travels the world with her husband as a great comedian team. ' I guess Betty was leaning over the seat entertaining Susie Frey, the crying daughter of Martha Saalman Frey when the rocket decided to go hay wire and Betty went sailing over the seat ending her performance for the day. Betty was lucky though for the x-ray that Mrs. Fred Cockrane gave Betty proved that she came through with no broken bones. That's when I learned that Joan Sabo had gone to x-ray technical school and later married Fred Cockrane and was now the mother of 2 children both of school age. I finally decided to return to my seat and iust think about all the classmates I had seen and try to figure out who I hadn't seen yet. Just then I noticed a gray haired man seated about 4 seats up reading a hot rod magazine. Gee, he sure did look distinguished and what a pretty wife he had beside him. I wondered if he could have been a '58 graduate. I couldn't stand the suspense so I asked Judy and Bob and they said it was Marvin Ludwig who was one of the best known car customizers in Oklahoma. I didn't hear if Marvin had any children because right then the rocket iazz band began fo play and Kay Yoakum one of our classmates sang a few numbers. Kay had surely made a name for herself since she started to sing for the Cocacobanna Club three years after graduating. A yellow light flashed above the pilot room door signifying that we were to fasten our seat belts for a landing. What a thrill actually being on the moon. I could hardly move my eyes fast enough to take in all the strange wonderful sights. But being equally anxious to see the remainder of the class I hurried to Kath- leen's house where we were greeted by her private sec'y. lMrs. Mary Williams Smith.l Mary and her 3 children pinned moon shaped name tags on us and we adiourned to the all glass sun room or should it be moon room or mars room, oh well, iust the all glass room. So far the day was perfect, everything Kath- leen had planned was exciting and wonderful, that is, everything but the green cheese she served for an afternoon snack. Somehow I managed to get it down but I just didn't feel quite as good until two women on the other side of the room caught my attention. At first I thought they were fighting but found out it was just a disagreement. You see, Barbara Nye who is making a career as an Army WAC, was finding a few faults with other branches of the service and ran into an obstacle when she was overheard by the wife of the Air Force Me- chanic, Virgil Hughes. This difficulty was soon settled when Janet Luzader, the superintendent of all Fostoria High Schools applied her knowledge of straightening out disagreements. When Kathleen again started passing the green cheese around the room, I knew the only way of re- fusing to take a piece was to leave the room before it got to my seat. This plan would have worked beau- tifully if Ruth Nicholson hadn't decided to pass the plate the opposite way I thought she would and caught me before I had time to excuse myself. If Ruth knew how I hated to take that cheese, she probably would have felt very bad because Ruth is now Personnel Manager of S. S. Kresge Store and their motto is to always satisfy the customer. My life was saved or should I say my appetite was saved when Nancy Miller, daughter of Mrs. Mary Peters Miller let her French Poodle get a little too close. I must say even the dog looked disappointed when he bit down. At midnight when the party began to break up everyone agreed that the day would have been perfect if only one more '58 graduate could have enioyed this re- union. Sandra Jones was the only classmate that could not make the party. Sandra was on a tour with her husband Coach Larry Hedden and his famous Salem World Strollers who had a game scheduled, for June lst with the equally famous Harlem Globe Trotters. As we all gathered in the rocket for the homeward trip we heard on the radio that Larry's team won with a score of 200 to 250. Once again on earth we said good-byes and agreed to hold another such party in 1988, ten years later, this time, I said I would entertain the group but I told them not to be disappointed if that day didn't com- pare with the one we had iust enioyed. In everyone's estimation it couldn't have been better. -Gail Ecker

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