Mill Creek High School - EM CE Yearbook (Geneva, IL)

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The light ordering us to fasten our seat belts and prepare for take- off was lit. Over the loudspeaker a voice began counting, 5-l4-3“2-l-Blast off! With a mighty thrust the rocket leaped inot the air and so began the first flight to Mere. The seventeen trained scientists, each one a spec- ialist in a specific field, looked at each other with a faint murmer of re- cognition. After a period of several seconds, although it seemed like sev- eral hours, we were finally able to breath more easily. I then began to look around and the first person I noticed was the pilot. He looked very fam- iliar, why of course! It's JIM KAUTZ. I always knew he woul'd fly, one way or another. Right next to Jim was the co-pilot, who suddenly burst into song. It was the singing member of our class, RANDY JONES. He turned and looked at the navigator and I turned and looked too. Surprisingly It was BILL GODFREY. I found out later that he had started out to be a lawyer, but found that his Interest lay in trying to figure out where he was. He is still trying. My eyes then turned toward the stars and there I saw the official astronomer for the Journey, JIM WODAY. Jim always did have stars in his eyes. This Is X-195 calling earth, come in earth. These words were spoken by the man with the The Voice . Yes, It was BILL ZEITZ. I was sure that voice of his would get him somewhere. Seated next to him was LAUREEN PEERY, who had charge of the communications within the ship. Suddenly, a splotch of purple paint shot into the air. MELVIN GREENE had tripped with a can of paint. He was the official painter for the trip. He was to bring back his impression of Mars. Bang, Clank, Creek! Creek! It seemed as though the motor was going out. This was the Job for the chief mechanic, GENE SMITH. He rushed in followed by the technical advisor, ORESTE LANTERO. They quickly set to work correcting the trouble in the motor. It was then discovered that It was not the motor that was having trouble, but JO-ANN PULASKI, the cook. She had dropped some pans while fixing dinner for the crew. In came DIANA HENNING, the nurse for the Journey, who promptly set about bandaging Jo's injured finger, about which Jo was hollerine. It was then that the Radar Technician, BOB BOYER, found an unidentified object on the radar screen. We were all rather worried about it. However, we soon found out that it was only a flying meteor. Only a what? , scream- ed MARCELLA BRACKEN, who was a Hollywood movie actress on the trip for publicity only. Her official title was Morale Builder. Rushing to Marce's assistance was the stewardess, CHARLENE SCHWEN’K. While all this was going on, rushing to and fro with her pencil and paper, was the historian, CATHY HARTIG, getting in everyones way. She especially got In the way of the recreational director, PAUL PERRY, who was trying to prepare some sort of recreation for the group. All of a sudden the motor began coughing and wheezing, no one could fig- ure out v:hat was wrong. Oh, by the way, in case you are wondering Just who I am, my name is LINN IANTRIA, who was in charge of the fuel for this rocket. Yes, I forgot the gas or whatever you run this thing on. After the advice of the whole crew we decided to try and make it down. The rocket fell to the earth, but lucky for us, we landed in a lake known as Fish Lake. And there we were, back home in INDIANA.

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Row 1: Miss Rockwell, Marsha Bierly, Ron Carlson, Gerald Daniel, Pat Dennett, Arnold Devereaux; Row 2: Charles Gray, Roland Hamilton, Ed Holmquest, Marilyn Hostetler, Loretta Hostetler, Dianne Hooten; Row 3: Jacquelyn Johnson, Donna Miller; Row U: Dallas Miller, Bill Perry, Lewis Reese, Jake Robinson, Landa Smith; Row Judy Smith, Roxie Smith, John Spence, Frank Wiatrowski, Nancy Wilson, Walker Wolff. Row 6: Joe Wilczynski Jl NIOR CLASS