La Grange High School - Eagle Yearbook (La Grange, MO)

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We thought this might be Gary Ludwig so we went on in. Sure enough, it was. Gary was now a well-known artist and iust rolling in the dough. I never dreamed of him having a model but he did. She turned out to be Joyce Breuer. Joyce said she had given up printing and turned to modeling.She explained that modeling was a lot easier than printing. While we were talking, Gary painted my portrait in about ten minutes. There wasn't anything to do after we left Gary, so we dropped in on the local bowling lanes. Dwain Gaus and Lynn Wolfmeyer were the owners. Jim Brown was chief pin boy and manager. Dwain and Lynn said that after winning one hundred thousand dollars for bowling perfect games they bought the lanes. Jim was real happy about his iab because he said there was never a dull moment. After we bowled, I decided my Jaguar was getting a little worn out. I looked in the yellow pages and found the name Honest Bob's Cars. I checked my financial supply and we went over to trade. You guessed it, it was Bob Frieden. Bob said he sold every car made. While talking to Bob, Pauline Eisenbeiss pulled up in her Rolls Royce. Pauline hadn't married yet, but she wanted a nice strong, good looking man like Bob. She said that when she saved up enough money they might get married. After Bob sold me a new Cadillac Eldorado convertable, we went for a test ride out in the country. We skidded around a corner and almost ran over a sign reading L 8. R's Cattle Ranch. We knew this, of course, to be Lee Crabill and Ronald Wolfmeyer. They had bought the land and converted to grazing land. They were both quite satisfied because they were selling twenty thousand head a year. Lee said the new twelve million dollar school was just up the road a way. We went up the road and sure enough, there it was. It covered three square blocks. We pulled in on the parking lot, put our money in the parking meter, and went on in. Down in the office was our senior sponsor, Mr. May. Mr. May was now Superintendent. He hacln 't changed much except he was a little balder and was now smoking two dollar stogies. When it started getting dark, we left Mr. May and headed for the parking lot. After eating in some unknown restaurant, my wife, Carolyn Stephens and I, Jim Brenner, left for our coffee plantation in South America. 88:

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Class Prophecy It had been ten years since the class of '59 graduated. As we came sailing through our thriving metropolis lwhich was quite large by nowi in my Jaguar, I noticed a little plump man with a star on his chest and a red light on his car. By the time I got stopped, he already had my ticket written out. We recognized him at once as Bill Barnett. Bill said he took the job because of the high salary. Bill said everyone was still around except for Roger Campbell. He was in jail serving seven years for improper mufflers. Roger iust couldn't live without that roar. We said so long to Bill and went on up the road to a hotel entitled the SIeeptight. After ringing on the bell for about five minutes, down a stairway staggered a man in a night gown and a night cap. This turned out to be Jim Estes. Jim said he and Alice Wolfmeyer had gotten married shortly after school was over. Jim said they had bought the hotel from Conrad Hilton for a real cheap price. The bellboy turned out to be Larry Musser. As we climbed up the fifteen flights of stairs, we had a real nice visit with Larry. He said he gave up farming because there was no future in it. The next morning we stepped out of the hotel, and were almost hit by a Semi. The driver locked his brakes and ran back to see if we were hurt. To our surprise the driver was Leon Bowman. When he found out we weren't hurt, we started gabbing. Leon said he finally got a iob hauling money for the government. As we walked around the corner, we saw a sign Marge's Lonely Hearts Club. We realized at once this was Marge Bringer. She said business was thriving. She said she married Mike Humphrey a few days after graduation. Mike was now a big TV star and had a program called Powderburn in which he was an honest gunfighter. Saying so long to Marge, we walked on down the street. Since the traffic was too bad to drive in, I hailed a cab. The driver turned out to be Larry Lewis. Larry was now married and had five kids. Larry said John-Hickman and Dickie Weathers were playing basketball for the Harlem-Globetrotters. Larry said they were both high point men averaging forty points a game. I had Larry drop us off at the docks. I tipped Larry a ten and went on out to where the boats were. On one of the submarines was Jerry Springett. Jerry was now an Admiral and in charge of all the submarines in the Navy. Jerry had married Alma Lee Painter and had three boys. He said they all had his good looks and AIma's brains. Jerry said Bob Sullens remained single and was now a Commander on a destroyer. Gene East was doing some kind of top secret work exploring what was under the South Pole. We left the docks and started for the main part of town. By this time we were getting hungry, so we stopped in the swankiest restaurant in town. Who should be the owners but Connie Tracy and Darlene Prisner. They said the restaurant was the best investment they ever made. Darlene was real happy and flashing a diamond. I asked her who the lucky man was. She went to the kitchen and returned shortly with Johnny Solter who was head chef and meat cutter. Johnny said the wedding was going to take place in two weeks and everyone was invited. Connie had married .Ian Solter when he got out of college. Jan was now working as a chemist with the local rocket firm. I threw a quarter in, the iuke box and guess who I heard! lt was Larry Jones and Lynda Meyer singing a revised version of Tom Dooley. Connie said Larry and Lynda had teamed up and had eight gold records. After paying my bill we walked a couple of blocks and saw a sign Grace's Furs. Of course, we had to go in. To my surprise the owner was Grace Hubble. She said she had been in business for about a year and was slowly running Paris out of business. Grace hadn't married yet but she said she was waiting for the right man. After leaving Grace, we kept on walking and soon saw a sign in real bright colors, Von Ludwig lnc.

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I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, il Will Bob Sullens, will my class ring to any girl who thinks she can get it away from Janet Kalhotka. John Hickman, will my ability to get kicked off the basketball team my senior year to Roy Lewis. Bob Frieden, will my ability to stay away from girls to Larry Pridemore. Ronnie Wolfmeyer, will my ability to be the boss to Kenny Wiesemann, John Solter, will my height to Doug Drawe. Larry Jones, will my sense of humor to Jim McClaughry. Mike Humphrey, will myself to all the girls of La Grange High School. Roger Campbell, will my hot mufflers to my brother Richard. Lynda Meyer, will my flirty ways to Jeanette Cox. Gray Ludwig, will my ability to Jim Hawkins. Gene East, will everything except my girl to Charlie Yager. Dwoin Gaus, will my ability to stay out all night and still play basketball to anyone who thinks he can get by with it. Jon Solter, will my ability to hang around the girls that go steady to Chuck Coddington Bill Barnett, will my ability to play Phys. Ed. to anyone who thinks he can do it as badly as l do. Alice Woltmeyer, will my slim figure to Pat Tracy. Alma Painter, will my green cheerleading tights to Judy Hungerford. Larry Musser, will my quietness to Richard Prisner. Joyce Breuer, will my ability to go steady my senior year to Mary Jean Musser, Jerry Springett, will my ability to take Karen Dosier home every night to Ronnie Gude. Jim Brenner, will my ability to grow a mustach to Mike Brinkley. Grace Hubble, will my ability to get along with the Highway Patrol to Gary Henderson Darlene Prisner, will my Pony Tail to Ann Childers. Pauline Eisenbeiss, will my ability to get a diamond my senior year to Judy Hoyes. Jim Brown, will my car to any senior boy, next year, who can 't get anything better. Larry Lewis, will my seat in sixth hour study hall to Ronnie Lewis. Leon Bowman, will my bookkeeping books to Larry Nunn. Lee Crabill, will some of my excess weight to Dean Tallman. Lynn Wolfmeyer, will my chemistry book to anyone crazy enough to take it. Jim Estes, will my bookkeeping papers to anyone who will pay me for them. Carolyn Stephens, will my nick name Darling Jill to Frances Fifer. Dickie Weathers, will my ability to play basketball half a season to Tommy Brown. Connie Tracy, will my Aunt to Mr. May. Mariorie Bringer, will my ability to get a ride home from school every night my senior year to Shorty Musholt.