Lemasters High School - Parnellian Yearbook (Lemasters, PA)

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settled down with him on 0. farm near Upton. Billy said that Isobel Beatty had not given up so easily and was nov: Dean at Cedar Crest. I was sure that Isobel was capable of filling the position she held. Sensible Gladys finally camo-to and reminded ue that good nurses must have sufficient rest. Genny and I listened to her good advice and we all made our adieus to the boys and were off for nurses quarters. The next morning I slept a little later than I had expected, and to save time I decidied to use the emergency entrance of the hospital to reach my desk. Just as I- reached the entrance an ambulance pulled in. The doctor and his assistants hurried out a stretcher bearing a tall, slender, sandy- haired fellow clad in a pi1ot's uniform. I' paid no attention. Things like that are all a matter of course to nurses. After the stretcher disappeared through tho doorway, however, something inside me turned over. Could that have been one of our pilots? That sandy hair stuck with me through the next V few busy hours. Finally I could stand the suspense no longer . I looked up the pilot's registration card. Sure enough it was Daisy Goble. Several days later ho was able to tell mo of the crash. He was a testing pilot for army planes, and they didn't all meet the test. , Dick told me 'Tootsi.e Lawyer was a testing pilot too, but ho was testing for North American. Ho gave me Don's address. Thinking some visitors would do Dick some good , I notified Don that he was here and what had happened. About the middle of the afternoon Don appeared and, of all surprises, with Bob Anderson at his heels. in minister's garb. The three boys had been in tho some squadron during the war, but after seeing the horrors of it all,- Bob had given up his wayward life and studied for the ministry. As ho was tolling mo, Dick became very solemn and thoughtful, then said, I vrish I had gone into partnership with 'Ducky' as he wanted me to instead of testing planes. Upon inquiring I learned that Duck-y fDonald Gluclcj was a renowned taxidormist. He lived in Chambersburg and he was still plump, Bob also reported that Phyllis Rosenberry has Mrs. Howard Hoge. They had been married about three months after commencomentand were now living in Norfolk Virginia, where Mr. Hoge had been teaching school since the war. The family included also a pair of twins, a boy and a girl. Andy said Bob , thc parents are crazy about them . When one thinks of Phyllis one must just naturally think ,of Mary.Jarrott, too. They wore pretty close pals at Lemastors. Since no one mentioned Mary, I asked what had become of her. She had always boon such a poppy girl I was sure things would turn out right for hor. And they had. Mary had spent several years in a defense factory help- ing Uncle Sam win the war. Now sho was sweeping, cleaning, and cooking for Clair Brant. They had a cozy little apartment in Hagerstown, and were as happy as anyone could be. . , Hearing all about my former cl qssmatos had made me forgot the time com- pletely, until Dick's nurse began pacing before tho door, casting ominous looks in our direction. We were visiting over-time and with a patient not yet strong enough to stand too long a visit. I told Bob and 'Don they would have te go. I. too, wont back to .my worlc. Several weeks later I was called to Washington on business. Because the past several weeks had boon extremely busy and somewhat harassing, I felt the nccd of a relaxing facial and hair-washing. An early arrival at the capitol city gave me several hours for myself. Needless to say I sought a beauty shop. lt vms really the first one I camo to along the main avenue. It had a

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however, was that Junior took :roost with us. Yes, he informed us, he was head waiter at the place, but when l had ordered the reserved table for three ho suspected who the other two. were and had asked for his off time to Join us. Apparently the other three had met before and knew all about each other. Therefore I became the target for plenty of questions. There was nothing I could do but outline my life for the duration and rehhbilitation years. After all had been told I was at last able to ask a few questions myself. Junior wasn't married. I expressed my surprise since he had been all for the women back in high school days. I haven't changed much , he informed me. Then I was all for the women, and now I'm for all the women . Ho, he hadn't changed. That sounded a whole lot like Junior . Talk went from this to that and inevitably ended up with our reminiscing our high school days and wondering 'about the other graduates of '42. Mackey, of course, knew all about Jim and I-lobby . Jim was was cashier at the New York City National Bank. He had secured for himself a sweet little wife and was now the proud father of a six-months old son, John Harold Bernard I-,IcLuoas fthe three muskoteers all in onel. Hobby was selling automobiles for the McClain Bros. Auto Salesmen on Rising Sun Avenue. It was a wonderful business, Junior claimed. Everyone was buying automobiles again new that rubber and steel were available for peace time consumption. Harold was really doing well. He, too, had married. The bride? - Susan Rockwell, our class historian. Susan had been a stenographer before she followed Harold to the altar and promised to love, cherish, and obey. Gladys had recently heard from Helen Reeder, who was a physician in Pittsburgh. She was getting along fine, especially since Lester Malone had arrived in the smokey city to assume the managership of the Cooperative Food Store there. They were keeping each other company in the lonely city. On a recent visit to New York City Gladys had met Rosalie Fritz shopping on Fifth Avenue. And for what was Rosalie Shopping? You guessed it. A trous- seau. Sho was giving up the kindergarten she had been conducting in Harris- burg for the children of the wealthy. The bridcgroem was a mystery. Gladys just couldn't remember his name. She did romemb-er, however, that Rosalie was spending the week-end with Mn. and Mrs. Harold Overcash on their farm a short distance outside of New York City. We knew Mrs. Harold Overeash could bc none other than Mary Pfoutz. Genny had nursed Dick Hoge and Ralph Sipes when they had been trans- ferred to Temple Hospital for the treatment of wounds received in action on the western front. 'Dick was then engaged to Goldie Sipes, his school-day heart-throb, and Ralph was still receiving letters from Cleo Etter. No one knew what the boys were doing to earn a living since their release from the army. - A little before nine o'cloek Mackey hurried us into our coats, muttering something about 'another surprise he had for me. The taxi he had hired came to a halt in front of the Philadelphia Symphony Hall. So that was it. He was treating us to a symphony. And what a treat it turned out to be. The solo trombonist was William Feilor, better known as Billy at L.H.S. After the performance we nabbed Billy and dragged him off to Junior's bachelor apartments for a refresher and a chance to say How-do-you-do? It was Billy who put us wise on a few more of our classmates. Edna Hollinger had started out on a teaching career to tho extent of registering . at Cedar Crest College. Before her first year of training was half over, how- ever, she found that Omar Whitmore meant more to her than a career and sho

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clonn refreshing appearance and a very cunning nomo, Der-Ed Beauty Salon . I went in. Starohy uniformed girls moved efficiently in and out the doors of private booths. I stopped one and mumbled something about wanting a shampoo and facial. uSign up at the desk, pleasen, she said oourteously and indicated its general direction with her hand. I started towards it, then stopped in my tracks when Ivmasiustill yards away. Behind that desk sat Edith.Sm115h. I felt weak from shock, but she looked whiter and weaker yet than I thought I did. In the excitement I almost forgot to ask for the appointment. When I did, Edith pressed a button. Almost instantly a neat little girl was at the desk. Take over here awhile, Marion, said Edithy uI'll do the lady's hairu. The poor girl looked as startled as I. nlt will give us a chance to talku, Edith ans- wered my questioning look. And did we? I learned from her that she and Dot Zoger were co-proprietors of the shoppe. Both of them were married. Dctty was on vacation with her husband at the time. I was sorry she wasn't there, too. It would have been grand to see her again. I told Edith how I had been seeing and hearing about so many of our L.H.S. classmates since my return from war service in Europe. nSomehown, I told her, uit makes me want to find out about all of them.n nMaybe I can help you do thatn, she said. HI visit my people very often and quite frequently meet some of the old gang or their brothers and sisters? Edith did fill in most of the gaps, From her I learned that Nduniorn Noglcy owned a large dairy farm near Waynesboro. Ho was still single, but she had heard rumors the last time she was homo that made hor feel he wouldn't be very much longer. Ho was being not only a prosperous farmer, but was a leader in the formation of farm cooperativos,in Franklin Countya Harold Hamil, too, was doing well. Nc, he Wasn't farming. He had eventually turned out to be an architect, und a very good one apparently. He had been awarded several goverment contracts for large federal 'buildings just after the war. Edith thought he might still 'bo in Washington if I wished to take the trouble to hunt him up. I wanted to do so badly enough, but the time was going to bo too short. I had to be back in Philadelphia next morning. p ' Just before sho shoved me under the noisy dryer Edith accounted for three more '42 seniors. NPeten Detrich was manufacturing u new automobile that used loss gasoline and oil than anything yet made in tho automobile line. His factory, was located noar Baltimore und was growing so rapidly it threatened to make Ford's huge war-time factory look like a toy. Jerry Shives and Paul Barnes were foromon at the Frick Company plant in Waynesboro, which since the war was turning out farm tractors. It did rather surprise me that Paul had loft the farm. Ho used to raise prize-winning corn ond poultry. Edith explained that the boys had boon in the army during the war, and Paul had not gone back afterwards. Merrill Bivons, whose solo ambition had been to become an under- takor, was succeeding very woll in his chosen field also. His parlor was 100111206 in one of tho Philadelphia suburbs. Edith could not remember tho nomo of the place, but she said hc probably took care of some of Temple Uni- vorsity Hospital's mistakes. I dccidod I'd have to look him up. Hoxt morning I returned by train to Philadelphia, happy that my mission had succeeded and happier that I now know all about thc Class of '42. I settled back in my car chair to peruse u newspaper. Just then a picture on tho front page startled mc. I had forgotten about our navy man, uBi1ln Lcwnns. Now tho goverment had advanced him to on admiral for his distinguished service in the war. These super-cycs had really gotten him to the top. I felt satisfied. Everyone of thc Glass of '42 had found his niche in life. I was eager to get back and toll uGonnyn and Gladys all I had learned. Betty Jane Faith CDonald lawyer, Collaboratcrl