McComb High School - Momento Yearbook (McComb, OH)

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in a special 'tHoney-Moon express to Manhatten Island, where the spent their honeymoon. The Honey- Moon express was a special autogyro which was decorated with colbred paper, tin cans, and a Just Mar- ried sign. The bride and groom looked happy when they started off into the clouds. When they had reached their destination, Norma Jean had met her good friend, Ethel Rider, who had gone there on her own honeymoon sixteen years ago and they had liked it so well that they live there permanently now. Norma, thinking this a good idea, took the thought up with her husband, and they, too, live there. The wedding autogyro made history as it was the first one to entreat a honeymoon couple, and as we were leav- ing the city we saw it on display in Grand Central Park. The plane was called the Floyd-Flight Norma. While we were in New York, we went to the Metropolitan Theatre where we went to the opera Mc- Como , one of the biggest successes in years along this une. We were very surprised to note that the leading part, that of Mergatroid was played by Marje Mapes. Her lovely singing had so captured the hearts of the people that she had been elected as honorary i'Mayorf' of New York. We wanted to stay longer, but as we had heard that Virginia Harper was right in the next town where she was operating her new anti-chewing gum movement, we went to see her. It seems that Virginia thinks that chewing gum is as dangerous to your nealth as smoking and drinking. and she has spent nearly a life-time going on tours in the country to proclaim h r thoughts. It was working, too, because she told everyone that chewing gum was made from dead horses' hide. Then we crossed the falls into Canada, and found Roy' Sraitler, who, after working' 10 years on Duroc Hogs, became President of the Canadian Razorback assoc-at1on. He keeps .all of his business contacts with a twin to his little freen Ford, which is still in perfect running condition. On our journey we stopped to visit each historical spot. Imagine our immense surprise and great plea- sure when we met Kenny Adams as we stopped to view Jefferson Davis' monument. He told us that after fruitlessly trying to get married for eight years, he was appointed as chief caretaker to the tomb. His chief job was to trim hedges, keep the lawns mowed, and se: that there are always flowers blooming on the grave. As we talked to Kenny, he told us that another one of our classmates, Eugene Neiderhiser, was in the same town. So, when we found him, he told us that after drawing posters for the Community Institute during his high school years, he is now drawing posters for the Pepsi-Cola Company. Bidding him good ble, we next went back to New York to see Jim Rad-r who, after being editor of the High School Annual, was given birth to the experience he needed for the ,ob .hc now holds as assistant editor of the New York Times. He soon expects to be promoted to the chief editor, whence he will settle down to the good old home-life . Going then clear out to Arizona, we located Richard- Crilly. U After going to Aeronautics Engineering School at Tucson, Arizona for four years, he is now designing airplanes for the U. S. Government. At the present he is perfecting a rocket that will fly to the moon. Way out on the ranges of Colorado, we saw Betty Metz, w-.o is now a professional rodeo Queen. It seems she always had this vocation as her secret ambition but failed to mention it to anyone in her school days for fear everyone would want to be one too, and L. e ..-mana would become too great. She is a Buck- ing Bronster Cowgirl and she is starring in her next rodeo, The Cobbies , a fashion review of all the new types of cows of 1965. Since this fascinated us, we dc cided to stay a while but had some difficulty, because we found that our 'tgeni , Dopey Meyers, in his maj estical being, was allergic to cows, and he would com- pletely disappear into his little lamp. In order to get mm out of his predicament, we had to order all the cows out of the arena, whence our gem would reappear. And so our journey took us far across the mountains, and since the altitude was too high, we rolled up our rug, and proceded on our journey in a car especially designed with 32 cylinders. This was named The Buggy Express . In this car we traveled to Hollywood, California. The first person we saw there Was Eirlean Andonian. Soon after Eirlean graduated from High School, she was called to Hollywoood on very urgent business. It seems that Hollywood dfs.gner Patty Altman couldn't do her best work because she was pining for friends from her old home. So 't.iere we found Eirlean, busily working as Patty's secretary. Pat was designing the new gown which she named Patty-Pockets . There also in Hollywood we visited Berneice Rozelle. She was very glad to see us, and told us that she had just inherited a large sum of money from a distant relative, and had bought a yacht which she navigated up and down the Pacific coast for private fishermen. She has grown real tall at last, and she has acquired a very nice sun tan. Since her husband is an admiral in the U. S. Navy now, she stays true to his interests by faithfully running this yacht business. After Dorris Dishong graduated from High School, she entered college and studied to be a painter of Hollywood profiles. When we saw her, she was engaged in tn- panting of a famous movie star. She is so widely known, that all the movie and novel celebrities came to have paintings. Even the great Sun- day School celebrity, Mr. Pees, known in his younger years as Doc , came to Dorris for a painting. She is now one of the richest members of our former class, and we were fascinated by her great works. No trip to California is complete without a visit to Alcatraz . So the next day we went there for a visit. The assistant superintendent and guide told us that the famous prison was being remodeled by the famous designer of the new San Francisco Harbor bridge, Jim Hall. He, unknown to anyone but himself, told us that he was remodeling the prison with several secret escape exits. He knows the layout very well as he has spent 10 years on the inside. He has had very much help and cooperation from his former pals of his graduation class. A ' There is only one of our classmates that we could not find. It was Pat Rader. After searching up and down the countryside for weeks and weeks, and inquiring from our friends her whereabouts, we finally found her. She was living in Leipsic, Ohio, a suburb of McComb. She was happily married and after rear- ing a family of seven, she was teaching the kindergarten classes at the school for a pastime, and was also the Phys. Ed. teacher for the Jr. High School. tContinued on page 669 24

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Prophecy It is such a nice, sunny day in spring, and Jerry Martin has just awakened from a little nap he has taken. It is the year 1965, and Jerry had an hour's leisure from his work, so he climbed Mt. Blanchard, overlooking tne great Metropolis, McComb. At the top of the hill, he fell asleep, but was suddenly awak- ened from his sleep by a clattering sound. Looking, he sees a most peculiar sight trudging up the hill. lt is two ladies, swinging before them in a most ludicrous manner, an old, rusty lamp. The lamp seemed to be quite heavy, and as they ran the last few steps. Jerry knows who they are. It is Jeanne Fisier an. Jeanne Keckley, two of his old classmates. Upon inquiry, Jerry asks about the lamp they are carrying, and the confession was made that it was ,an olu Alladin's Lamp that their Superintendent in 1949, Mr. Pees, had given to them as a graduation gift. If you rub it, said Jeanne, a little man, called a Geni will appear, who will give to you any wish your heart desires. Well, what are we waiting for? Rub it!! commanded Jerry. So Jeanne Keckley vigorously rubbed it, and out jumped a little mang imagine our surprise when we found it to be our friend and very good classmate, Re mon Myers. He looked peculiar, too. He had on a bright red coat, satin pants, green rimmed glasses, arid a green hat with a little green feather stuck up at the top of it. He smoked a long green pipe which smelled of incense. He certainly was a modern geni. Oh yes, and was he surprised to see his good friends and classmates, Jerry, Jeanne and Jean, who wish- ed for a trip around the world, with visits to everyone of the class of 49 . No sooner said than done, said Ramon, hop into my limousine, escorting them to his magic rug. In a minute we were on our way to lands unknown an ,- our first stop took us to Cleveland, Ohio where we found Jim Finley busily slaving away in an electrical laboratory. He was very surprised to see us, and told us that after going to Ohio State and making the All-American End on the Football team for two years and then playing with the Cleveland Browns he had retired from football, and opened this little electric shop in Cleveland called the DOT, Then we came to the bustling air base of Findlay, Ohio, and found Raymond Donaldson, who was always interested in accounting workin high school, and who is now an accountant in the office of Marcus Down- ing, an attorney of law in Findlay. There also in Findlay, we located Sam Smith, who had inherited his father's chicken business which he ran profitably and extended it to be one of the biggest chicken houses in the state of Ohio. His new name for it is Rooting Roosters. And who do you suppose we found in Columbus. Ohio? None other than Joyce Ewing. After teachiiff in grade and high school for a number -of years she became superintendent of schools in Ohio, and alsc became popular as a politician, and a ship in the U.S. Navy was named in her honor. After leaving Ohio, we traveled south to Florida where we visitel the Sun Tan Sanitarium on Miami Beach. and found Mary Joe Roy. Catherine Williams, and Marilyn Wasson. We were not able to stay too long because Ramon could not stand the smell of ether from the hospital. At the sanitorium, Marilyn was working as a registered nurse, and on the side line, was perfecting a new way 10 cremate bodies. She even had her own establishment, called the Was-on Creamery . P Here we lost our friend, Jerry Martin, who had spent the last fifteen years hunting for his school-girl sweetheart, who had departed from him on their graduation day. But Jerry's time was well spent, because he was prominent business executive in McComb, owner of the new Meatier Meat-Market . There also at the sanitorium we were surprised to find that Mary Joe Roy was a baby specialist who believed that any baby weighing under 24 lbs. at birth was premature and had to have special attention! Since Catherine Williams, fame as a nurse had become so widespread, she was busy treating patients on the moon. She made three trips there each day, and when we saw her, she was on her way to a tonsil- ectomy of one of the Moon-Chiefs . Realizing the importance of her duties. we did not stay long, but hur- ried to the Gulf of Mexico, where we heard we would see Mary Jo Self. We found her sitting on a sandy beach, all by herself, looking out into the sea. She was here because the rolling waves gave her new in- spirations for her new novel she was writing, entitle:l Drop Dead . n Our next stop took us to the Island of Cuba. Here we found Mary Ritter. who was now a cafeteria dietician. She had already perfected the Odorless Onion , and was now working on a new project, the Usouirtless grapefruit . Looking out onto the ocean we saw a ship just pulling into the harbor. The ship was commanded by Lester Payne. and the name of it was the U. S. S. Ewing. Lester told us that after swabbing decks for al- most 13 vears in the U. S. Navy, he finallv worked his way up to his present position and was enjoying him- self immenselv wandering around all the islands in the far Pacific. Lester said he would take us for a little trip if we wished it. so we rolled up the rug and boardfd the ship and sailed to New York, where we bid Lester Good-Byen and Good-Luck . In New York we visited Manhatten Island where we ran into Norma Jean Conrad. About three years after she made her final exit from good old M. H. S., she was married, and she and her husband traveled 23

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