Lytton Community High School - Bark Yearbook (Lytton, IA)

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Class Prophecy In l96h, I acquired a job as drummer with Kieth Kreft's well known band. Its motto was nthe crafty music of Kreftn. We were to start a road tour through the United States and Mars, and the band's first stop was Lytton, Iowa. Of course, Lytton brought back many fond memories, for in 1954, we graduated from the high school here. We decided to see if any old classmates were living in their old home town and went to a farm a few miles south of Lytton to visit Darwin Matter, who, we had heard was living here. We were sure we had made some mistake because the directions took us to a huge diary farm with very white build- ings. But soon we noticed Darwin walking toward us and decided it was no mistake after all. We were quite curious and he said that he owned a chain of diary farms-some even on Mars. Also he told us that all this had been accomplished because he had stayed single. Naturally, Kieth agreed that that definitely was the road to success. We wanted to stay longer, but Kieth didn't want to be late for his first engagement in the Lytton Stork Club. The next day we decided to do more sightseeing. As we walked along the street we came to a huge skyscraper office building. We noticed the name UMayo and Mayo, Inc., Trucking Firmn, on the sign in front. Our cur- iosity was aroused, so we walked in and asked if we could see Mr. Mayo. We waited and waited and finally were ushered into nMr. Mayo, President'sn office. And, just as we suspected, there sat Sharon Mayo behind a huge desk with a cigar in his mouth. He told us about his business. He said he had lost count of the trucks he owned, and he owned some rocket trucks for trips to Mars and back, but nthis was relitively a new field and quite undeveloped yetn. We were about to leave when Kieth asked him what the other Mayo stood for on the sign. He laughed and said it stood for his wife, Doris, who was vice-president. Our next stop was Odebolt, Iowa. Just before we reached Odebolt, the band bus had a flat tire. We walked to a farmhouse nearby to call a filling station. And there we saw the former Mary Lou Everts, now McKinney. We talked about old times and in the meantime tried to count the children. She also told us that as a sideline and a hobgy she and Glenn sold Mercury helicopters. Before we left we bought one for the rest of the road tour, being convinced that they were much faster. After completeing our engagement in Odebolt we traveled on to Ames. Here we saw Erma Dee Landsness. She said that she had been conducting re- search here. She-told us that she was a professor here, had married a prof- fessor, appeared on the radio and TV once in a while and had just developed a business man's lunch. It consisted of three pills--one for the appetizer, one for the main course and one for dessert. She said this was designed es- pecially for busy people who didn't want to take time out to eat. Kieth and I decided that we would never be too busy to eat. Our next stop was Fort Riley, Kansas to complete an engagement for the servicemen there. While here, we saw Vernon Batz and asked him what he was doing here. He pointed to his stripes and said he was a sergeant. He told us that his job was to break in the new recruits. WBreak 'em in the Batz wayn was the motto of the camp. Vernon had been offered many opportunities for advancement but had refused them all because he liked his work so well. We left Fort Riley and traveled to Washington, D. C. Naturally, while here we wanted to shake hands with the President, so first we decided to see a congressman and have a little influence behind us. Verne Hillmer surprised us very much when we were taken to a congressman's office. We asked him what he was doing here. He quite disgustedly answered that Q5 was a Democratic congressman. ,We were quite embarressed and hastily apologized. He told us that we might like to see the man that he was working with on a committee right now. We agreed and he took us to the Secretary of Agriculture's office. we waited a while and soon a prosperous looking man bustled through the door. It was none other than Harlan Schade. After discussing the farm situation a while, he invited us over to his mansion for dinner, apologizing that the servants were gone, but his wife would get dinner. We wanted to see his wife, but we had to leave.

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C ss Poem Toward Our Future Our future looms before us From high school days we part, We only wish to leave these words Before life's chores we start. To God we are thankful For strong bodies and minds, And a chance to gain knowledge So a better life we can find. To our parents we are grateful For time and effort spent, In loving guidance helping us To accomplish as we went. Our teachers we are thanking For giving help, thoughts and praise, For fun we've had and knowledge gained Throughtout our high school days. Dear friends we shall remember And many others, too, Who have done many little things That helped to see us through. We cannot count the memories Or occasions we recall, But they have made school days Exciting and gay for all. Now as a class we are leaving To start down the road Called 'The Future', where we know Our dreams and plans are stowed.

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The next day we landed in New York. During our show a bundle of dia- monds and furs asked us to lunch at her pentlouse after wards. We asked her name and address. She said she was the fnrmer Wilma Jones. No! We had hardly recognized her. She told us that after graduating from Commercial Extension at Omaha, she went to New York and found a job with a Wall Street broker. She got so tired of handling such large numbers that she married him. New she was living in a luxurious penthouse and that the she owned five cadillacs Cof different colors! and a few helicopters and a rocket ship. for trips to Mars. We boarded a rocket ship to Mars to complete our engagements there. The next day we met Goldie Gress. She told us she had married the president of the Interplanatary Telephone Companyl She told us that these interplana- tary telephone systems were much more complicated to operate than the old- fashioned earth ones. She took us to a little place on the WMilky Way of Marsn for something to eat. Through the smoke and the haze of the little walk-down restu rant we noticed the piano player. Could it be? But it must bel We waked over to see, and yes, it was Gloria Denise. Naturally, we wondered what on earth she was doing in a place like this! We had always thought that she would work with children. Or weren't there children on Mars? She told us that she had just taken this job to study the parents of the little monsters which she worked with during the daytime. She said that studying the parents helped her understand a child's development more. The next afternoon we went to a basketball game in the Mars Round Garden. The WMars Barsn were playing the Wlnterplanatary Rocketsn. On the program we were quite surprised to see Dale Scharn's name. We watched his spectacular playing and the Wlnterplanatary Rocketsw won due to his able and professional playing. We wanted to talk to him, but we only had time to congratulate him on his way to the lockers qfter the game. Once again we were on earth. This time we were in Hollywood, California. Here we met Kenny Staton, the owner of a night club, 'Kenny's Placew. He in- vited us to attend a show upstairs that night. He told us that this really was a good way to get rich fast, especially when you had such attractions as lar- ilyn Monroe. We watched the show when who to our Wwondering eyes did appear' but Eleanor Waggett as chief can-can dancer of all can-can dancers. We wanted to talk to her, but she was so busy after the show that we got most of our information from Kenny. He told us that of course she did other kinds of danc- ing, but was most famous for this. Also, she wasn't married yet, but she had had so many proposals from kings, dukes, movie actors, and other Wbig wheelsn that she was having a hard time deciding. Since we couldn't see Eleanor, Kenny asked us if we might like to see the bouncer. Heavens! We wondered, we hadn't done anything offending had we? He left and came back with the bouncer. It was Dale Hutchinson. Dale was disappointed because he had hoped it would be someone to bounce. He todd us it was quite boring tonight. He said that Kenny paid him by the number of rowdy customers he threw out every night. He liked his job, but he had one complaint. He had broken seven pairs of glasses in two weeks while he had been working on the job! Again we were on our way, this time .to Monte Carlo. We Passed by a Samb- ling house and having a few extra dollars, we decided to try our luck, We noticed a big fellow at one card table seeming to be winning quite a lot, judging from the pile of chips in front of him. To our surprise it was none other than Don Bartels engaged in a game of pitch. Don said his experience in this field in his high school days was really paying off for him. We decided that there was too much competition for us and left. Our next stop was Butte, Montana. In the town, all over we saw signs say- ing, UEat at Yeazel'sW, 'Buy your clothes at the Yeazel shop', or 'Yeazel Thea- tren, and others. Finally, we located Mr. Yeazel to learn the secret of his success. He turned out to be our old classmate, Jerry. He said that really there just wasn't a secret. 'Either you have it or you don't'. He told us he owned a few thousand head of cattle and judging from the looks of his car, we decided he was doing nicely. The car wasn't a Cadillad, or a Lincoln, but a Ford coupe covered with gold, with platinum upholstry. Jerry told us that he just didn't have the heart to trade it off, so he kept it and decorated it up njust a little.n Our next stop was Indianopolis, Indiana. While there we visited the In- dianapolis Speedway. We were very surprised to hear the announcer say 'Mary Yeazel, the only woman racer in the world, known on mars, to have ever set such spectacular speed records.' After the race we went to talk to her.