Marsing High School - Arrow Yearbook (Marsing, ID)

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s We is.. 4,1 1. We didn't want anymore anyway, 2. Bathing Beauty? 13. Hey you two-don't you see the sign? 14. Whoops! 3. Bashtu1Dixie. 4. Grade school pals. 5. Green Fresh- 15. Those Landas sure have changed. 16. Which twin man. 6. He did??? 7. Oh, yeah! 8. Thoughtful sax has the Toni? 17, She blew her top. 18 T. V. Parrish piayer. 9. Dig that Miller! 10. Posing for Clayton? is being interviewed again 11. Si11y Sophomores. 12. Oh! 1'm so embarassed' -16-

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SENIOR PROPHECY The year is 2078 A.D. and I can still see a dense black smoke hanging over what used to be the largest city in the west-Marshing, Idaho. In case the name doesn't sound familiar to you I will explain. Several years ago the planet Mars declared war on the World. After several years of violent battle the World became the undisputed victors. However, this destroyed our friendly relations with Mars and the council of our fair city, whose most influential members are Paul Mc- lague and Herbert Gibbons, decided that it would be better if the name of Marsing was changed to Marshing in honor of our present mayor, Fred Marsh. Only a few feet away from me is a large assortment of cliff dwellings. Yes, you heard right, all over the world people are living in these crude caves. lust two days ago three graduates of Marsing High School, Gene Smith. Nick Pascoe. and Dick Buxton set off their super atomic nitroglycerin bomb. It destroyed all forms of advanced living and civilization has been set back hundreds of years. By this time you are probably wondering why all these people are still alive at this late year. Well, I was just talking to Helen Wilson. Not long after she got out of school she started to raise bugs. She cross bred them until she came up with a Youth Bug. Anyone bitten by it will live for hundreds of years. Helen's roommate is Mary Ann Iohnston. who is fran- tically trying to rebuild her race track. Arthur Allen and Mary Marsh, her faithful jockeys, are getting the horses ready for the big race tomorrow. Leave it to Carmen Usabel to be thinking about her stomach. She is busy frying a dinosaur egg on a rock for her breakfast. Everyone thought this species was ex- tinct but lelva Larsen managed to preserve some and now she has quite a herd. Dolores Axtell has set up housekeeping in her ultra modern cave. It won first prize in a contest sponsored by The Good Cavekeeping Magazine of which Evalyn Hunt and Bob McClure are co-editors. I wonder what Donna Hazen Mount is studying so intently? Oh, I see now. She is still working on her Curry and Todd set for bookkeeping. Poor girl, she is bound and determined to get her diploma. Molly Panseri is one of the less fortunate ones. She is washing diapers in front of her cave while a dozen or more little children run around. But don't be alarmed, part of them are Lucille Dine's. She is quite a social climber and often parks her offspring at Molly's place when she goes to a meeting of her Bridge Club. During the war an explosion dislodged a large portion of Texas which submerged into the ocean leaving only half of the great state. lim Starr retreated into the very depths of his cave and has remained there in seclusion mourning the ill-fate of his much worshipped state. Wayne Maggard, the town's only welfare worker, is the only one who can get near him. He takes him pro- visions whenever he can get away from his Home for War Orphans to which he has devoted his entire life. The widow Swinney flrlene LaRue of coursel is the head matron as twelve of her children are there and she likes to be near them. Ed was afraid of bugs and wouldn't let the Youth Bug bite him. lean Peterson. Pat Goodson. and Helen Martin run the town's saloon, The Huskie Hi-Life . They employ the hottest band in town - Ray Simons plays the guitar, Clayton Graybeal plays the guitar, Edgar Faris plays the ghuitar fire a three guitar bandj, and Billy Gibbons on t e voca. It seems like I hear a familiar voice coming from be- hind a rock. Let me see if I can make out the words. Oh, yes, Right face, left face, about face, forward march -I see now it's Rita Dish out with her Scout troop. Her life's ambition was to be a Boy Scout and since that was impossible she settled for being a Scoutmaster. I got this bit of information from l.aVerna Van Matre. Anything I don't know I just ask her. She is the telephone operator, you know. Who am I? l'm Ioyce Muldoon. President of the United States, and by the way, they have moved the White House to Blackfoot. .-15-

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