Martinsville High School - Artesian Yearbook (Martinsville, IN)

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LOOKING AHEAD Hello! Today I had the most extraordinary, yet enjoyable experience that a person could have. Returning from a trip to a friend ' s, I had just reached Indianapolis, where our plane stopped for a routine checkup. Browsing through the buildings, I came across Eugene Miller, a classmate of mine. After all matters of formality were completed, he offered to take me on a tour of the future. Stepping through the doorway on our right, I noticed that 1950 was printed above the door. Here I saw Richard Powell as superintend¬ ent of the best mechanics and architects working on a very large and artistic structure. Later I learned that this was the beginning of the post war air-travel. Bill Cook, Ralph Stiles, Phillip Davis and Henry Rose were among the skilled carpenters working on the building. Almost missing a group of ladies working along the side, I asked Father Time what art these were employed in. He told me that three of the ladies, Esther Hurt, Suzanne Chenoweth, and Audrey Lemons were fash¬ ioning the interior of the building, representing the Dame Rumor Interior Decorating School, of which Betty Waycott is the chief instructor. Because of my limited time, I could not visit very long and so I was led through another doorway. Looking up to see the time, I read 1956. Six years had elapsed now, and I saw the Nighthawk Airlines under way. Upon being introduced to the executives of the company, I was happy to see that Bruce Baker had begun his climb upward. He held the office of assistant vice-president of the company. While talking with him, I learned that Russell Kr.se was now piloting one of the great trans¬ continental passenger planes. Harry Bunton, Bobby Poppino, and Roger Mills were pilots of other planes. A crew of trained mechanics had also been employed. These, I discovered, were Chester Blunk, Kenneth Adkins, and Donald Giles. Several of the girls who had been classmates were hostesses for the airlines. Betti Baugh, Jean Burleigh, Janice Williams, Phyllis Clark, Mar¬ jorie Hite, and Nancy Stout were now on duty here. I learned that Jeanne Clark had just left the same position to take up the art of making a home. While on the subject, I caught the phrase that Elizabeth Hanna was now head of the staff of nurses in the field hospital. Working with her were Betty Neal, Mildred Stroh, Betty Holden, Mary Castner, and Mildred Boyd. Glancing over the list of personnel of the office I was informed that Mamie Burns, Florence Day, Phyllis Bayliff, Ruth Champlin, and Marjorie Wylie were stenographers and private secretaries of the company. Time was passing quickly and there were still doorways to pass through, so my visit here ended and I stepped through the doorway marked I960. Ten years before, the company had begun its work, and here I enjoyed the celebration of its tenth anniversary. Talented and famous people had been secured for this occasion. Mixing around with the people, I met two movie stars with whom I was well acquainted. William More¬ land and Claire Jean Duckworth were their names in private life. Several 26

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WE BEQUEATH Hess, William: I will my weakness for blondes and magic to anyone wno thinks he can keep up with them. Hite, Marjorie: I will my desire to stay at home to somebody who wants to gad all the time. Holden, Betty Jane: I will my ability of being able to skid into the classroom, the last minute, with¬ out being late, to anyone needing it. Holler, James: I will my interest in music and re¬ cordings to anyone who doesn ' t have the ability to get the latest records, first, as I do. Hurt, Esther: I will my blonde hair to Mrs. McKrill. Kivett, Jane: I will my prolonged interest in the Army Air Corps to anyone who has the ability to stick to it, as I have. Knoy, Violet: I will my desire to graduate to my sister, Vina. Krise, Russell: I will my interest in government (eh, eh, eh, bad deal) to some poor Junior. Lehr, Clara Belle: I will my boy-friends to Wanda Statom. Lemons, Audrey: I will—Well, Hugh Audie know what I will. Littell, Mildred: I will my seat in government to my brother, Clarence. McClure: Harold: I will my quiet ways(?) to anyone who needs them. Messmer, Robert: I will my good behavior to Mr. Moore. Miller, Eugene: I will my position as secretary of room 18 to anyone who is hyped into it, and is sap enough to keep it. Mills, Roger: I will all my good grades in Mechani¬ cal Drawing, to K.D.O. Moreland, William: I will my place in this school to anyone who has the nerve to say what he thinks and stand up for it. Neal, Betty: I will a certain 4-H pin, obtained from Vera Ames, to Barbara Shields or Juanita Collier, which ever one can get it. Poppino, Bob: I will my place in the twelfth row of the auditorium to some one tall enough to see. Powell, Richard: I will my quiet ways to George Wedding. Prather, Gene: I will my worries (studies, girls, fu¬ ture, finances, senior class, FFA, 4-H, etc.) to any¬ one who can get something done. Rawlins, Ruth: I will not will my membership in the F.F.A. Rhorer, Patty: I will not will my Counts. Richards, Betty: I will my persuasive personality to my little sister, Emma. Rose, Henry: I will my high school memories to my brother, Bill. Sawyer, Francis: I will my ability to look bright at the right moment, to any student who doesn ' t already know how. Silver, James: I will my space (plenty) on the dance floor to anyone wanting to get dog-tard at noon. Sink, Esther: I will my intelligence to anyone need¬ ing it. Smith, Maxine: I will my many memories of M.H.S., to my sisters. Smith, Rosemary: I will my position in room 49 to anyone wh ' o thinks he can live up to the expecta¬ tions of L. O. Stiles, Ralph: I will my heigh to Riffey. Stout, Lois: I will my ambition to study (?) to any¬ one needing it. Stout, Nancy: I will my name of Dummy, Jr. to Dorothy Meredith. Stroh, Mildred: I will my seat in bookkeeping to anyone who wants it. Swinney, Nadine: I will my three years as officer of the Sports Club, to my sisters, Mildred and Mary. Tomey, Mary Ellen: I will my ability to argue, to anyone taking Physical Fitness,—they need it. Walton, Doris: I will my interest in men to any fish who is sucker enough to stay away from them. Waycott, Betty: I will my special ability to get into complicated situations to anyone who can get out of them; I never could. Williams, Janice: I will my immaculate trench coat to Alma Mater for a mop rag. Wylie, Marjorie: I will my way of standing-up for my rights to any backward up-and-coming Junior. 25

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LOOKING AHEAD radio stars had left their stations and had come to help in the celebration. As I had anticipated, Vera Ames had turned comedienne and was fea¬ tured on a full half-hour program with James Holler and his band. He had as his crooner, the famous Alfred Cibull. Mary Hand, another class¬ mate, was also on the radio as the voice of Great-aunt Het on the program, The Poopdecker Family Troubles, but she was unable to attend tonight. Jack Brock was a widely-known sports commentator of station M. H. S. Harry Bales, who had entered politics and who was mayor of the city, was toastmaster for the affair. The program of the evening included some magic by the great Professor William Hess; several musical num¬ bers by James Silver ' s swing band, with his vocalist, Betty Dixon, and a number by the master of all baritones, Phyllis Forbes; two brief discus¬ sions by Lois Congram, scientist; and an interesting moving picture lec¬ ture by Nina Brummett, returned missionary from Africa. Following the program, I wandered into the kitchen to see the cooks who had just served the scrumptious dinner and found that these culinary artists were Mary Burkett, Frances Sawyers, Rosmary Burkhart, Phyllis Galbraith; and that Collee n Hacker was now working as a licensed food inspector. Visiting the different shops and offices, I saw several more of my friends. Mildred Littell, Violet Knoy, and Emma Jane Cooksey were now joint owners of the Devil ' s Pi Restaurant. Rosemary Smith and Doris Walton were the proprietors of the Arc Light Tea Shop. Bette Richards and Patty Rhorer had opened up the Thumbnail Beauty Salon and seemed very capable beauticians. Doris Allen was employed as head of the switchboard department. Other classmates were nowhere to be seen. After questioning my guide, I was able to place most of my old classmates. Jane Kivett, a former employee, is enjoying her tenth year of piloting through life, that World War II veteran of hers. Others, like her, had settled down to the home¬ making profession—Mary Ellen Tomey, Maxine Smith, and Clarabelle Lehr. Bill Hamm, Minor Fulford, and Bobby Messmer were still organize d as Rough Riders and were now roughing it in the mountains of Montana. Nadine Swinney had become widely known for her athletic ability and now was coach of the Blue Jay girls ' baseball team. A few members of the class of ' 45 had become grade-A farmers; namely, Gene Prather, Harold McClure, and Charles Brock. My time was gone and so I boarded the plane to be on my way. On a short stopover in New York, I caught a glimpse of the two missing classmates, Esther Sink and Lois Stout, whose faces (and figures!) are seen on the covers of many popular magazines. All classmates were busily and successfully engaged in a profession. Enthused, I hurried to my home at the County Gentleman farm now owned by Bill Hammans, anxious to relate to him the whereabouts of all our classmates. Ruth Rawlins 27