Katonah High School - John Jay Yearbook (Katonah, NY)

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Next to Irl sat Sam Hilbert. Bud recognized him at once. Sam posed for the Ovaltine advertisements and his face could be seen on every kitchen shelf in America. There was Dotty Bautz. According to the latest news Bud had heard about her, she was prima bal- lerina in a ballet theatre. Near Dotty sat Pam Gross- man. As a result of Pam's experience in the Senior play, she had become a geologist searching for coal in the Blue Ridge Mountains. Who is the man with the little black moustache? Bud whispered to Dot. Dot smiled and answered, Bud, do you mean to say that you don't recognize Monsieur Jacques Norton, the fashion designer? He's iust had a preview of his new fashions and his 'Tres Peu' look is the rage of the country. All the women are rushing to buy his dresses. Bud just blinked rapidly and said nothing. The next person he saw was Mary Lowney. Mary was sole owner of a chain of meat markets. Talking to Mary was Alice Southworth who had been married for several years. A Right next to Alice sat our former class president, Paul Brouard. Bud was surprised to find that Paul was head lion tamer for the Barnum and Bailey Circus. At the other end of the table was Allan Andersen looking very somber. Bud leaned over and nudged Dot. Hasn't Andy changed quite a bit? Dot looked up and murmured, He certainly has been successful. He is now the town's most expensive Undertaker. He has iust the right touch for that sort of thing. Across from Allan sat Lloyd Beacom and Bruce Thomas, co-owners of an exclusive barber shop. Bud then saw Jean Bennett. She was the owner of a sugar bush in Vermont. Jean was well-known for her modern sculptures done exclusively in maple sugar. The next person whom Bud saw was Pat Marshall. Our class worrier was still having her worries, since she had become Dean of Women at Princeton Uni- versity. Pat was busily engaged in conversation with the trapeze artists, Louise and Viola Tocci. lt doesn't seem possible that I knew them ten years ago, thought Bud. With a iangle of spurs, Dick Sears came in. It was easy to see what his profession was, a bronco rider in a Wild West show. Bernice Jones was there too. Bud learned that she had been voted Mother of the Week by the Make- Believe Ballroom. A loucl murmur ran through the crowd as Charlie Fowler, the champion prize fighter, and his manager, Ernie Dorton, entered. The next arrival was Tony Fasolino. He was a walk- ing advertisement for his famous Tony Home Perma- nents. Soon after Tony came Victor Gnos with a magnify- ing glass in one hand. Bud learned that he was a detective now working with Scotland Yard. Bud then spotted Jewel Bode. In answer to his question about Jewel, Dot said, She certainly has

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Class Prophecy Buddy Adams walked down the street with a happy smile on his face. He was now the most prominent tobacco auctioneer in the United States. Everyone knew his famous mile-a-minute voice. He stopped at a street corner and bought a newspaper. As he strolled on, he leisurely thumbed through the paper. Suddenly he stopped and exclaimed loudly over an item on the third page. Well, can you beat that! he muttered to himself. The headline read, Katonah Class of 1948 to Hold Tenth Year Reunion Tonight. Golly, I might have missed it if I hadn't gotten back today. l haven't been in town for quite a while, thought Buddy to himself. That evening, at eight P.M. onthe dot, Mr. How- land King Adams strolled into the large banquet hall where the dinner was to be held. The first person he saw was Dot Anderson who rushed over to welcome him. She told him that she was chairman of the re- union committee and was in charge of the dinner. Dot had become quite a clubwoman. She was presi- dent of the Little Ladies' Luncheon Legation and held offices in nine other clubs. She loved doing this sort of work because she became acquainted with the nicest people. After Dot had seated Bud beside her, she started to point out all the old classmates. There's Pat HaIl! she exclaimed. Bud watched a iewel and mink-be- decked woman walk across the fioor. Surely you've seen her latest play, Dot continued. She's really a star now, and they say she is divorcing her sixth husband. That man beside her is her press agent, Bob Loveling. You have to get past three secretaries and a Great Dane before you can even see him. He knows exactly the right thing to say at the right time! Who's that? asked Bud, as a short, important- looking man took his place at the table. Why, that's Aldo J. Cosentino, the multi-millionaire, replied Dot. He made a fortune manufacturing the famous soft drink, Burp-So. Bud decided to start at the head of the table and work down. He recognized Dick Herz sitting at the head of the table. What's he doing now? he asked. Dot gasped, Haven't you heard? He's a sci- entist and he has just finished lecturing at Harvard and Princeton, on one of his rare trips away from his laboratory. He is now working on some sort of method for travelling to the sun via cosmic rays. Next to Dick sat a glamorous girl with an elabo- rate hairdo. lt was Gunhild Wallgren, the well-known model and cover girl. To think she was in my classl thought Bud. Bud decided to see how many other classmates he could recognize. There was lrl Brown. Bud turned to Dot and inquired about him. Oh, Irl's one of the town's most respected citizens. He's a window-washer and flag-pole-painter. lrl is very particular about whose fiag poles he paints. He yodels while he paints, free of charge, she added.

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succeeded. She is now a comic-strip writer. Bud iust stared speechlessly. Oh, there's Dick Eddy! cried Dot. He's now the manager of Carlson's Nurseries. Soon Bud saw Bob Gilbert. What's he doing now? asked Bud. Dot replied, He is the president and owner of Gilbert's Diaper Service. Dot pointed out Doris Lynn and Barbara Madsen who were coming in the door. Doris is the pitcher of the Golden's Bridge Fireball Softball team. Barbara Madsen carries the water bucket for the team. Two of the members of the class of T948 were con- nected with the Armed Forces. Audrey Scofield was a Lieutenant Colonel in the Navy Nurse Corps and Pat Braden had joined a Marine permanently. Suddenly Dot nudged Bud. Here comes Alton of Hollywood. Surely you remember Alton Moore. He is a make-up expert with Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer. Blonde Astrid Wallgren came into the banquet hall. Bud remembered that she was an ice skater. She had competed several times in the Olympics. Bud noticed Donald Taylor who was sitting near George Morgan. Don was a used car salesman. Everyone knew that his powers of persuasion would get him somewhere. George was a photographer, noted especially for his baby pictures. Dot then pointed out Doris Brown and Audrey Bouton. Bud learned that Doris was head matron of West Field Farms and that Audrey was the first woman conductor of the Minneapolis Symphony Or- chestra. Next to Audrey sat Bob Scofield. He's a radio announcer on station WKHS. They call him Smiling Bob Scofield, Dot told Bud. Bud inquired, What ever happened to Charlotte Zarges? There she is over there, answered Dot. She has iust returned from her latest flight around the world. I believe it was her twelfth trip. Amazing isn't it? l don't recognize that girl talking to Charlotte. Who is she? Bud asked. That's Marie Zottola. Haven't you seen her syndicated column? She gives advice to lonely hearts, Dot replied. Bud, look over there. Jackie Seymour and .lo DeCunzo are coming in. You'Il never guess what Jo is doing now. She has become a professional lady wrestler. Jackie is a dietitian. Currently she is work- ing at Exeter, Dot said. Dot turned to Bud and asked, Did you know that our class is represented on the K.H.S. faculty? Louise Morehouse and Barbara Shear are Senior advisors for the Class of 'l958. Bud laughed, I'lI bet they're having their troubles now! I think everyone is here now, said Dot. Oh Paul, may we have a few words from you? Paul stood up, cleared his throat and began to speak. In the middle of his speech, all eyes turned to the door as Anita came rushing in, late as usual. Dot whispered to Bud, Guess she must have been delayed at the Stork Club. She's a fan dancer there, you know.