Linden Hall School - Leaves Yearbook (Lititz, PA)

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CLASS PROPHECY keeping all those Spanish papers, Biology papers, and just 'plain papers, that we used to kid her about. She made quite a haul one day selling them to a paper peddler. About half-a-hundred pesos, I theenk. We were comfortably situated when 1:00 roll- ed around, and off we went to the May Day spectacle. QRemember ours?j While looking at the leading dancer, a trim blonde, I couldn't help but think how well Suzy Trapani would look in the role - but she was tripping the light fantastic in a Uniontown., N. J. burlesque thea- tre. Saw her there too - Prettteeee good. Nothing like the Folies Bergeres in Paris, tough. Trudy Margolis was sitting on the aisle in front of me with a horsetail down to her waist. It had been she said, down to where a horsetail usually is, but she had it cut off because it looked too realistic. QThat's logicalj. She has a good position as house- mother, alternating between Pitt and F. 84 M. She knits them all knee socks, too. She does them while she is riding on the train from college to college. Amazing! My other roommate, Nancy Paine, popped in after the show started. She has been training pet mice to do the most fantastic things. Drop her a line sometime and you will get a card with all the latest mouse information. Very unique. She also sends sample mouse-traps, if you're interested, which bear a CLILC little slo- fifty-four gan - If the spring snaps, and there is no mousie, then you need Paine's trap installed in your housie. After the excellent May Day performance, which by the way was entitled Diary of a Gum Chewer , food was again presented to us at the Sutter Hotel. Bobby Raney and jane Shelly ap- pared on the scene, after having been lost for the greater part of the day. Bobby has been modeling for lipstick ads for an Indiana magazine. It is the kind that is called Before and After . Une side of her face is as we used to see, with no lip- stick and the other side is the unveiling of a beauty with non-slip or smudge lipstick. Jane Shelly, the other model, still has her nice smile, which comes in handy, since she is a toothpaste model. YVhile dininig at the Sutter, we learned that Phyl Stadler had kindly provided us with the product of her newly established brewery in her hometown. We all presented a toast with our Linden Hall mugs. It was a touching ceremony. The evening's only dilemma occurred when Hon Pickle's apes and monkeys broke loose

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CLASS PROPHECY MAY DAY 1962 Greetings to all altunnae of the class of '52. This is Elise Smith reporting the latest on, - no, not France and my French projects, but on my perennial trip lo the annual May Day Show. Although some of you were not able to attend. l've certainly kept tabs on the progress you have made - and what progress! Before I left New York I met -Ioan Guldin who was leaving the East the next day for her screen test in Hollywood. fIt's still in Californiaj A clean-cut, honest-to-goodness talent scout spot- ted her while she was breaking her back grace- fully, sweeping stubs from Radio City Music Hall. She's very delighted and says HELLO to all you dahls . Well then, off I went on the 8:35 train westward bound for Lancaster. I was a little late for the horseshow, but I ar- rived in time to see our old equestrians ogling the horses from all sides. Bill Hedden was the first of the lot. She was on-e of my horsey room- fifty-three mates, you know. I couldn't forget. Bill had her little offspring by her side, sporting an ultra- modern Gene Autry - or is it Hopalong Cassidy? - outfit. I-Ier feet interested me as she had two miniature spurs on the back of her Western style high-heels. We were chatting like crazy when all of a sudden Critter and Stevie Polaek whinied up. They are still the same old fillies, but with a little more dignity in their voices. Both are operating breeding rahches in the wicle open spaces and they love it. I left these gals together and proceeded to the buffet luncheon where I found Peggy Coull, in a lovely garden dress, interviewing some of the trustees of Linden Hall - with a microphone, no less. I didn't get to speak with her at all because she was so busy with the mike - it kept slipping out of her hands. As you know, I love food and I was all set to enjoy the edibles when joan Kauffman sat beside me with more food than even I could handle. Such gourmets are we! She told me it was worth

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CLASS PROPHECY and swiped the rest of the beer barrels. This catastrophy left us sober and them unstable. Meanwhile, Barb Jenkins was chasing dogs all over town, so as to add to her collection. She is trying for the honors in procuring the MUTT medal of l963. Two lassies who couldn't attend were Miss Butt , or should I say Mrs. Martin, and Mar- ianne Podeyn. Mrs. Martin was detained by Sir Stork, who hopes to present her with a little Ifredricka. She has two Freddies now. Marianne is now starring in the German version of Little Women . She had to translate the whole book front English to German, so the director thought that she should have a part in it for her trouble. Marianne had also gained the weight she had been hoping for. Speaking of weight, you should see Mollie and her new svelte figure. Remember those Ad capsules that she used all the time? VVell, she's really become an addict now. Can't stop taking them. I was sitting with Pee Wee and Bev Conner, discussing the good spaghetti dishes we used to have at the Rose Bowl, when I learned that Pee was half owner of Ray's Spaghetti House out- side of Philly. And did you know that Ray is now skipper of his own submarine? HMMMMP fiftyffive Bumpy is supposed to be transferred to the por- tals of Philly to help keep those gobs in shape, and Bev was telling me that everything is run- ning smoothly at the new hydro-electric power plant that she started in l956 in upper New York State. Last month I went to Florida to catch julie Adams and her aquacade show at the newly- cleared Everglades. They never saw anything like her there. Gail Corbett and Micky Xviggs are running a singing sister HCL down there, and guess who was introducing them? - Skippy Bray, their artistic mouthpiece. 1 never would have believed it. The next day I happened to hear Barbara Conrad broadcasting from one of the hot spots, telling all the latest society scandals. Barbara told me that once a flash bulletin came in and she was so shocked that she eouldn't broadcast it. Rusty Eick had been caught for administering quaek medical aid to patients, and then play- ing the role ol' undertaker to bury them all. She should be out of San Quentin in about ninety- nine years. Well, life goes one, and I'm afraid I must go on, too. Next week I'm returning to the land of the Frenchmen to see what another ten years can do to me. ELISE SMITH