Laurel Valley High School - Laurel Yearbook (New Florence, PA)

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Senior Class Prophecy Hello there! Here I am miles from New Florence, and I run into an'old classmate. Why I don’t believe I’ve seen you since 1950, the year we graduated. That was twenty years ago. Although I must say, twenty years has done wonders for you, dearie. Say, this is a good chance to try out my new cyclovision set. Come with me; we’re going to see for ourselves just exactly where our former classmates are and what they are doing at the present time. Be careful coming in the door; don’t hit your head on that sidewalk. Ah me, sometimes I wish things were the same as they were back in “50”. This ultra-modern world is a little too much for me. Goodness, that son of mine has been in the supply room again. I simply cannot make him understand that he must leave his father’s hydrogen bombs alone. Here we are, and this is my cyclovision set. Watch the screen carefully; I’m dialing a name now. Behold a nurse bending over a patient. Since when has a kiss been considered a form of medical treat- ment? Yes, it’s June Gregg. Listen! She has just told him that he was getting chork pops, coast and toffee for lunch. That looks like Phyllis Rehn who just came in with his tray, and it is. There is only one explanation for this; Phyllis is a nurse, too. She looks very neat in her white cap and uniform. At least the patient seems to think so. Our picture is changing now. Let’s see. Who can this be ? It’s Dallas Caldwell, a secretary. I see he’s found himself a lady boss. He looks quite happy sitting on her lap while he is taking shorthand notes. Here's Bert Fisher. He is a sport s announcer on television. His extra- ordinary gift of gab, the dread of the teachers in the old days, has certainly been of avail to him. Did you hear what he has just announced concerning Johnny Moore ? He said Johnny scored 17 points for the Philadelphia Eagles against the Los Angeles Rams. I wonder if Johnny still eats, sleeps, and talks football. In the dough, pastry dough naturally, we find Ed Sutter. He did make the grade in baking and he looks as if he likes his job very much. I wonder if that is his own wedding cake he is decorating ? Now appears one of the greatest scientists in the world today, Stanley Thayer. I have even heard it remarked that he ranks second to Einstein. I wonder what big secret invention he is working on now. Into the picture comes his assistant, and it is none other than Gladys Hill. This girl really went places since she graduated. Let’s see who went into the teaching field. Here is New Florence, and we see an attractive high school. Inside we see Beverly Riddell teaching a home economics class. She looks very happy at this type of work, and I am sure she is. Now across the street in the grade school we find two elementary teachers, Myrna Layton and Winifred DeWitt. They have decided to teach on the same floor so that they may console each other every time they have a problem. To tell the truth, I think each has a roomful of problems. 13

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Senior Class History As I gaze into my round crystal ball, a scene of many years ago appears from the mist. Ah! The picture is quite clear now. I see a group of excited boys and girls entering a school building four years ago. This strange scene disappears and another fills my crystal. This scene shows these same boys and girls in a classroom. These are the quiet and studious Freshmen who never do anything besides their school work and they don’t do this too often. Now the scenes are moving one after another. Class officers are being elected. The vision which appears now shows Edward Sutter, presi- dent; John Moore, vice-president; Beverly Riddell, secretary; and Kenneth Raymond, treasurer. Their advisor is Mrs. Elsie Kendall. During this year the class acquired June Gregg. Now these boys and girls are returning as Sophomores and they are one year closer to becoming dignified Seniors (this is their goal) and this year they get to sit in front of the Seniors in assembly. This year I see the Sophomores more matured and active in school activities. They chose as their guiding lights: Edward Sutter, president; John Moore, vice-president; June Gregg, secretary; and Gladys Hill, treas- urer. Mrs. Pearl Montgomery kept them on the straight and narrow road toward be- coming Seniors. The class had a magazine campaign but they failed to achieve the set goal and lost to the Juniors. One very humorous incident comes to me in the crystal ball. 1 see two boys dancing in room six. Why they seem to be moving right through the wall. This was Dave Bennett and Johnny Moore. Mr. Holliday gave the boys the privilege of making repairs. This class contributed Bert Fisher, Johnny Dick, and Johnny Moore to the football team. The next flash is the Idewild school picnic, a high light of the school term. Report cards are given out shortly after this and the “what- used-to-be” Sophomores are now Juniors! Time does fly. Flash! Flash! It is now September and back to school go the happy carefree students to resume their studies. For the first few months the Juniors are very in- terested in football. They sent Bert Fisher, “Digger” Moore, Johnny Dick, “Stew” O’Shell, Eugene Boring, and Kenneth Hollen out to fight for the blue and gold. Edward Sutter and Bob Brant were managers of the team. The class tried many ways to raise money for the treasury. Officers elected were Edward Sutter, president; Stew O’Shell, vice-president; Bert Fisher, secretary; Dave Bennett, treasurer. Mr. Marley advised this group. Two new students, Myrna Layton and Florence Caporali, settled in the little community of New Florence. This class presented the play, “The Skeleton Walks”, under the guiding hand of Mr. Marley. This was a great success. One of the greatest high lights was their Junior-Senior Prom held at the White Star Hotel in Jennerstown. Here could be seen many happy couples dancing and--well, dancing. In my crystal ball appears once again the scene of the empty school building during the summer months. Many students went to work this summer. Then in Septem- ber they returned for the last time. They had finally reached their Senior year to which they had aspired. George Glessner now belonged to the Senior Class. The group elected the following officers: President, Stew O’Shell; vice-president, Bert Fisher; secretary, Myrna Layton; and treasurer, Dave Bennett. This class, as I can see in my crystal ball, has several men on the football team. They are Bert Fisher, Johnny Dick, “Digger” Moore, Kenny Hollen, Gene Boring, George Glessner, and Stew O’Shell. June Gregg and Myrna Layton were selected as cheerleaders. Their next successful move was the presentation of the play, “Tattletale”, under the direction of Mrs. Elnora Chisnell, class advisor. This was a big success and the class presented to Mrs. Chisnell two dozen red roses. My crystal ball informs me that the Seniors are trying to earn money this year. On February 22, the mothers, with the aid of many town people, held a meat- loaf supper for the benefit of the class. Then came the Junior-Senior Prom with all the pretty belles and their beaus. Everyone seems to be having fun according to the inform- ation given me by my crystal ball. And now I very distinctly see a handsome group of young men and women in blue caps and gowns. It is May 26, the Seniors’ graduation night. Many tears of happiness and of sadness are shed. The Seniors bid farewell to teachers and underclassmen. 12

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Now we’ll visit with Mary Lu Keith. Look at her beautiful little brick home with the white picket fence, and doesn’t she have a nice family? Just listen to her sing as she does the dinner dishes. I’m sure she’s very happy. I’m going to turn the dial to Washington, D.C. to see if any of our former classmates are to be found there. In the Pentagon Building we find Lila Heming. She is working there as a very competent typist. By the way, she is smiling. I’ll bet her boss has asked her for a dinner date. That is as good a reason as any for a smile like that. The picture is now changing to the image of Dave Bennett. He has just in- vented a new type of military firearm. He always did want to be a gunsmith and now it is his full time occupation. I see Kenny Hollen and Eugene Boring are in partnership on a western dude ranch. From the looks of their cowboy-like legs, I would say that they have been in this business for some time. I could be wrong. It’s possible that their legs had that odd shape before they went West. At the Y.M.C.A. building we find Mary O’Shell. It seems that she is a life- guard there at the swimming pool. She probably spends the biggest part of her working time guarding her own life. Now before our eyes appears the image of George Glessner, Gorgeous George to the ladies. He has just said, ’’For the past twenty years I have been keeping com- pletely away from the women. I consider this the biggest achievement in my life. I still have money, good looks, and friends, men friends, that is.” Residing in Oklahoma, we find that fabulous oil tycoon, Gerald Overdorff. He has just told his chauffeur to post a sign on the front of his limousine. It is to say, Please do not bow or throw flowers.” Gerald always was the modest type. Now our machine is turning to the high seas, and we see a huge battleship cruising along at a fast rate of speed. Standing at the helm and proudly looking straight ahead is Rear Admiral John Dick. He haughtily orders a lowly swabbie to run down to the kitchen and bring him something to eat. Even if his position in the world has changed, his appetite has not. 1 don’t seem to be able to recognize this person. I can’t remember of any- one in our class having bushy eyebrows like that. I know now; it’s Ray Boring, President of the United Mine Workers Union. I had completely forgotten that this brilliant, ambitious man had taken the place of the former president, John L. Lewis. Our picture is now fading and so ends a very pleasant afternoon. We have just seen for ourselves how outstanding each member ?f the class of ”50” is. I’m sure that each one is very happy in his chosen work and will continue to be suc- cessful in the future. 14