Liberty High School - Lion Yearbook (Brentwood, CA)

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San Francisco to Ngv ' York, and I imagine that they ' ll try to get here for it. As it x as late, the jury decided to retire. The Major, the butler, and all of the guests iad also retired, but I still sat waiting for someone else to arrive. My hopes were not in vain A taxi stopped out in front smd a short, fat, gray-haired man ran up the steps of the house. Help I Help I he cried, I ' ve got more than I can handle J Can ' t you do something? he shouted, as he sav me blink rather uncertainly at him. Oh, yes, to be sure! How absent-minded of me, But still I stared, and, and he again shouted. Can ' t you see who I am? I ' m Paul Halstead, most important member of the Yanl:s Baseball team. Anything else? Now hurry up and give a man a little assistance I Such imperativeness 1 But I moved, anyhow, and gave what little assistance I could. The poor man certainly had too much for his own good. Here- he was with a fat lady, whose avoirdupois was actually astounding, and he was trying to get her into the door of a perfectly normal house I Finally, we decided to go a- round to one of the large french v;indows, and, with the help of a carpenter, we took out the window, and let the poor woman into the house. After the lady was once in the house, we had much difficulty in finding a place for her to sleep. There were plenty of rooms, but the doors I Or shall we say the woman? At any rate, they could not fit each other. So Georgene, fat lady that she was, had to sleep in the kitchen- — for no other reason than the fact that she could not get into the bedroom. After the excitement of finding sleeping quarters for Georgene, I again fell to dozing before I opened the door to find Charlie Snow. Charlie looked about the same to me. lie had grown no fatter, nor taller. His hair was slightly gray, but otherwise ho looked the part v hich he played in the ivorld of business. For he was, he gave me to ujiderstand, the President of the Standing Room Only Railroad. As he seemed very nervous about something, I asked him if I could do anything for him, Yes I he said, Tell me, is Hazel here? .He consented to retire, and agreed to see Hazel on the morrov , after I told him that she was in the house. There was still Margaret Hevey, Josephine Pimentel, and Mary Watt to arrive. I was certain that I could not keep awake any longer, so I, too, retired, June 8, 1948 was a very lovely day for a reunion, and all of Mr, Callaghan ' s guests rose ,„.-- , early, to find just- what the Major had in store. After breakfast, the party set out for the field k v hich was named after