Lansford High School - Panther Yearbook (Lansford, PA)

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aebaa bwr he ir 8 ,egg 4,54 SENQOR CLASS PROPHECY KGontinuedJ small evergreen tree covered with Christmas balls and tinsel. All this ridiculous horse-play brought a howl from the crowd, but the rules of the game are the sillier, the better. Bringing up the rear were HDerkien and nGigiW. Here comes the laugh of laughs--just picture them--two very dignified young men all rigged out in a Hsoup and fishu, trying their very best to coax a three-legged pig into making his grand entrance. Aiken was doing his utmost to help the pig along, but he was more than handicapped. A large peacock feather was sticking out of his Htopperu, he held a geranium plant in one hand and a lighted candle fburning at both ends! in the other, white mice were climbing out of his topcoat, and his flee circus had gotten loose in his hip pocket. They all seemed to be taking a holiday on poor, suffering Tom. You can beiieve us when we say, ' . The place was like a mad house. With a final splurge of all the energy we had left we made for the door. So to our hotel ----- . After such an exciting evening Cwe're not so young as we used to bel we looked forward to the refreshing quiet of our room. But--as we neared our destination, a commotion which sounded like a hog- calling contest nearly knocked us over. lt was Julius Pekarik staging a one-man riot with the hotel manager, John Bomba. lt seems he wanted to obtain an interview with Miss Ruth Walton, the Garbo of '48. We convinced the management that this sensational snoop-reporter was absolutely harmless. Pekarik thanked us and gave us two passes for admittance into the studios of Kell and Kelly. The next day looked inviting, so we made ready for hed and a good night's sleep, Bright and early the following morning, we started to the studios, presented our passes, and secured a guide who turned out to be Edward Brimmer, a very cynical gentleman disappointed in love. First, he took us to the set on which Lena Galuk was starring in nWatch My Dust,n by that imaginative author, William Markovich. You'll never guess who supplied the love interest--none other than Carl Nathan Zimmerman, who is the heart-throb of many a high school lassie. The actors' favorite photographers, John Pispek and William Reaman, hovered above, shooting from various angles, while that genius of electricity, Charles Olsefsky, was having trouble with some crossed ' wires, which the pet pranhster of Hollywood, Jack Gilmore, had en- tangled. Over in one corner, WChatterH Reusch, that noted columnist, was carrying on a very demonstrative conversation with sound-man, Steve Marcinko, and sound-effects-man, Michael Kalny. All these years haven't changed Michael a bit--he's still a firecracker in anybody's language. We went over to the excited trio, to find that Dann Ole , dealer in second-hand Hudson cars, had sold NChatterH a so-called nlemon.H After a while they told us that Anna Bilovsky, Irene Cupak, and Francis Krutsick were extras on the nThree Musketeersn set, so we dashed over to see them. Much to our surprise, Junior Eckroade, Michael Rusnak, and John Yatsko headed the cast of this production. While we stood around and marveled at the gigantic constructions, . director Lawrence Kimmel handed us the script of the story, and we noticed at once that Mary Dobda had written the screen version. After thj final take, the directorfs secretary, Helen Fedora, told us that sraeb asrswse 4aa4ss as aa

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,, ,, a4 Q4sd4sd4sd SEN KDR C LASS PROPHECY Los Angeles, Cal. June 21, 1948 Editor Lans-Hi-Lites Lansford, Pennsylvania Dear Editor: Here we are, two members of the class of l958--still traveling, still single, still happy. For the past five years we've been seeing America first, and were particularly surprised to find so many of our classmates in this section of the country. During our stay here, we've seen more old pals and have had a better get-together than we've had since our class outing. CYou probably heard about that.J At any rate, our main purpose in writing is to give you some idea of the tre- mendous success of the alumni of 1958. Of course, as you know, Hollywood is still the glamour center of all America. Our first night out was spent Ndoing the town.n One of the liveliest spots here and around is Joe Repko's Hawaiian Paradise. Joe has commercialized his talents as a'E5st, which were evinced so many times during school days at his hulubki suppers. It seems to be quite popular, and we readily understood that, when the lights dimmed and Jean Hand entered to the rhythm of strumming guitars. Her famed routine was created by Cyril Novak, who swings his baton and his or- chestra nightly at the Paradise. The muted trumpets of Frank Andrews, Paul Imrisek, and Tommy Rockefeller, combined with the suttle stringed instruments of the ormer Uzark Hill-Billies, Edward Krutsick, Joe Gorka, and Luke Scrbacic, do keep the swing addicts stomping out the Congo Clog. After the entertainment, Martha Do era served to us a delicious dinner. We chatted with her for a while and learned that Jake Sn der and King Hlubik were the chief chefs of the establishment, with Jackie Harahnc as head waiter. Try to imagine Jake and King elbow-deep in dough. COf course, we mean the flour and liquid mixture.P Can't you visualize Jackie acting as suave as they come? Strange as it may seem to you, this is what we actually saw. Serving other tables we soon discerned Toni Cattivera, Mary Kocon, Sophie Kosciolek, and Sara Ogozalek. Just before we left, we met a group of late-comers, including Martha Vavra, MarghVeron, Betty Major, and Helen Miklosovic. They wete escorted by g omas Aiken, Joe Bo le, Gennero DeMicEele, and Joe Derkac, who are under contract to KEIqy and Kelly, Incorporated. - IGeorge and Robertl. These up-and-coming members of the film colony were loaded down with everything from soup to nuts. That old-fashioned scavanger hunt is still okay with these Californians when it comes to doing something different. Martha was dragging a chimpanzee on a chain, while Mary helped Joe balance himself on a velocipede of Ye Olde Gay Nineties. You should have seen Betty parading in with a abr asi ve-e 5 4. 4m4. 4.aa A ----N 1- -' .4..L....... . . ... .iL....,,,,,, A HL.,

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QWrP3tPW 'A,E9it'Pg5t as4as4Qa4g4Qs a 1942758 SQNICR CLAS PROPHECY CContinued7 Jean McCole and Emil Mikola'z k were eminent creators of Hollywood's most outstanding coilfuresg ha Sara Faust and Olga Tranchek were working in the studio designing Americals smartest ensembles, and that Kathryn Heffelfinger had just sold her latest novel nHow to Win Popu- larity and Influence Men.U What surprises! Too many for us, so we decided to go intellectual and drive out to Pomona College. A After lwncheon, we rented a car from a U-Drive-It agency owned and operated by Alex Shereba and Mitchell Strepko. After a lovely ride, we arrived at the college, parked our carf-and grounds. Of all people--the first person we met was began to roam the Dean Paul Burkhart Kplus a beard and a mustachel. We were happy to hear from him that several of our old classmates were his co-instructors. There were Florence Bloom as head of the English Departmentg Veronica Skottey and Anna Vitek supervising the commercial schoolg and Harry Miller as chief of Manual Arts. The dean remarked that the campus ha recently been improved upon by two skilled landscape artists, John Zubeck and Ernest Yusko. He also informed us that Emma Baldwin, the little out-uplof our high school days, was doing big things in the field of dramatics. At present, however, there was an important lecture about to H begin. As soon as we found that the speakers were those famed globe- trotters, John Popp, Charlie Horowski, and Joe Kielbasa, we just knew it was something that shouldn't be missed. 'They had just returned from circling the globe from east to west in a record-breaking time of twenty-four hours, and were going to start this evening to go around from north to south. In the crowd, we met Paul Kavitsky and George Harvan, who are now established printers for the Los Angeles Sun. As a side-line, George also poses for the Beautifying Soap Company. That school-girl complexion said that Allen Miller the same paper and had and Joe R dzewski, who of his certainly came in handy. The printers and Edmund Ogozalek were sports commentators on recently writ en an article about John Yediny are now successful track coaches at the niver- sity of Ca i ornia. All this news and excitement was more than we could stand. We had just about made up our minds to bumped into Lois Holmes and Mary Ritzel, who were on state fair at Los Angeles to give a dance exhibition and John Latka. They persuaded us to join them, and It was almost seven o'clock when we reached the leave, when We their way to the with John Porambo off we started. fair grounds. The midway had just been turned into a street of colored lights and gayety, and everything had assumed full swing. Above the noise of the crowd could be heard the chant of the circus barker, Joe Skellchock, as he beat out peculiar sounds on his hot bass fiddlefldnd enhanced- the charms of Fatima, alias Doris Evans, the snake-charmer from old Bagdad. Glittering swords reflected the spirit of the fair, and as the crowd gathered, Joe Geusic began swallowing blades. All this was too terrifying, so we hurried toward the air car- nival. About to ascend were John Hebda and Joe Kosalko, who were testing a new type of airplane designed by Midhael Gallanda. Business managers of the fair, Helen Gerber, Mary Sherbln, and Mary Yenca, told s+srssrsr -- 4W444ds'E si