Melcher Dallas High School - Quill Yearbook (Melcher, IA)

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Upon visiting the Ozarks I received a great surprise. I met Bill Schrader standing in the middle of the road trying to get his donkey out of the way. He said he liked the country around there. You didn't have to do any work. Riding in the bus didn't prove very entertaining, so I turned on my porta- ble radio. As I tuned in a station I heard a melodious voice singing, C1ancey Lowered The Boom. When she finished I heard the announcer say it was the voice of Mary Agan. I wonder if this could be the one I used to know? Deeper still into the Ozarks I visited a show one night put on by a band of gypsies. The music consisted of an orchestra made up of several tawny men playing sweet potatoes and guitars. The leader of this rare orchestra was none other than Mr. Simmons. The main attraction was a girl, 'called lDelores who danced and sang. I thought I recognized her as the1Delores Noftsger I knew, but I can't be sure because she disappeared after the show and couldn't be found. Stopping at Atlantic City I was delighted to view the Miss America contest. There representing Alaska was Loraine Hunt. I am happy to say she won. Wanting to see a big league game I hurried to New York to see the Yankees play. It was a wonderful game and even this brought on a familiar face. I saw a pitcher hurrying across the field. A pitcher of water, I mean, and who should be carrying it but Glen Bucklew the Yank's favorite water boy. This leaves only one person unaccounted for, but I'm sure you have heard of him. The actor most idolized by the American women, Dean Donohue.

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Senior Class Prophecy Dear Marilyn, You have written me many times asking about your fellow classmates. Up until a few months ago I had not succeeded in keeping track of but a few of them. At that time I took my much needed vacation and here is what my trip uncovered. On the first lap of my journey I landed in DesMoines and who should I meet but Jack Hyatt. He was selling vegetables and eggs at a vegetable stand. He said they were fresh from the farm ----- his own farm, of course. As I walked on up the street I saw a poster which read: See The Champion ship Bout Tonight. Joe Walcott vs. Killer Willoughby. Do you suppose Killer could be a nickname for David? Having nothing better to do while I waited on my bus I attended a fashion show. I was enjoying myself immensely when I thought I recognized one of the models. Yes, it was Alberta Dabb. I didn't get to stop and talk to her but I gathered she was doing quite well in her profession. Rushing to the station I found my bus prepared to leave. As I handed the bus driver my ticket I was surprised to find it was a woman. Looking closer, I found it to be none other than Margaret Mart. A good bus driver too. A few days later we arrived at a small town named Brett, at which we stopped for a rest. While reading the small town paper I found the annual Hobo Convention had been held here recently. It had elected a king and queen, who were none than Herb Dixson and Deloris Willis, respectively. My thoughts were broken by a commotion outside. When I looked to see what was the matter I saw our trusty bus driver throwing out an evident stow- a-way. It was none other than Bill Miller. And when a big strong man came to the rescue, I recognized him as Lowell Boles. Driving through the big city of Chicago brought many new experiences, es- pecially when I saw Ed Davison sweeping the streets with his little broom and dustpan. Later as I walked into a large department store I saw Maxine Hunt hurrying out. I discovered this had been a big day in her life. She said she got tired of waiting, so she joined the Waves. Proceeding on up the street I met a woman dressed in mink and with jewels around her neck and on her arms. If she hadn't spoken to me I'm sure I wouldn't have recognized her as the former Jane Clark. From the size of the ring on her left hand I'rn certain she and her husband, Clifford, are quite well off. In a smaller town farther south, I decided to visit a home founded for the feeble-minded. I walked in and who should I meet but Norma Hansaker. She said she liked her work very much.

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