Milner High School - Top Notcher Yearbook (Milner, GA)

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PHUPHEIIY Horrors, how I hate to go to the dentist! But, guess what? The last time I went was really a pleasure. I met every single one of my friends of high school days. You don't understand? W'ell, I guess it is a little bit difficult, at that. I have a very nice dentist, by the way, who always gives me gas, because I'm so scared. Well, this last time I had a dream, a gas,' dream I guess you'd call it. Goodness! I found myself at the Municipal Airport in Chicago. There I was all dressed up in furs and every- thing-really quite a lady. And I was about to tour the country in an airplane. I sat down and turned around to look at my fellow passenger. He flashed me a brilliant smile and looked at me as if he knew me. I was a little bashful and began looking at my magazine very fast. As we flew on'I really worried. I didn't know anything except my name and where I was going. In fact, I didn't even know the year. I ventured to ask my companion what the date was. He looked astonished and answered 1955. Then he said, Haven't I seen you somewhere before? Of course it was the same old line, but something in his voice caused me to look at him and then I cried, Why, Maurice Weldon! He was on his way to Russia to attend a con- ference of experimental dairy farmers. As we arrived in New York, I recognized as the pilot of the plane, W'endell Morgan. He made a good looking pilot, too. W'oo, Woo! I was feeling mussed up, and headed for the first beauty parlor I could find. There I saw Helen Russell and Margery Goggins, two of the best operators in their field. I walked out on the street, and was engulfed by a cheering crowd. A car rolled down the street and I strained to see. The famous, happy-go-lucky movie star, Virgil Bevil, was in town! Didn't I know him? Why, of course I did! It was Barron, our glamour boy of '45. Then I heard an awful noise. A Ere truck was coming in my direction at a terrihc speed. As it whizzed by I saw james Brown as the drivcr. Like all the crowd, I ran to the fire, as it was only a few blocks away, and there writing it up, was Imogene Ross, star reporter for the New York Timer. I'd seen enough of New York, so I caught the next plane out. I really didn't know where I was going, but I ended up in a quiet little town in Ohio, How Mitchell Abbott ever got there l'll never know, but there he was, a very prosperous merchant. Pauline Patrick also resided there. She was writing articles for a current magazine. I had a little legal business to attend to, so I went to the mayor's office. Who should be in the reception room but Mildred Shicrling. I asked her how she got way up there and she said the mayor was her husband. I had a surprise when I saw the mayor, for it was none other than Harold Conger, with a big cigar and plaid coat-a real politician. I was anxious to see more of my old friends, so at Salt Lake City I really did find one. None other than Evelyn Reeves. She told me that the physics she had learned at Old Milner High had led her to further study. Now she was working on a plan to convert thc salt in the water of the city into sugar. She still remembered rationing. 16 As we were walking down the street, we saw a handsgme naval oflicer coming toward us. People were crowding around him and as he came closer we saw that it was J. T. Becker, a famous hero. I took a plane straight to California. There I met Elise Lingold, about to begin her first motion picture. She was a wealthy debutante in the picture. From there I went to Mexico City on my way to South America. I hardly expected to meet anybody I knew-Billy Burch was the first one, because of his red hair. He was interviewing passengers from the street. Billy owns the whole Mexican Radio System and directs all the musical programs himself. Oradelle Bedsole, Reba Weldon, and Helen Conley were talent scouts for him and had just left for Cuba on the trail of a new rumba band. Exciting South America!! I wanted to see all the sights. I saw some of the great bridges that Hugh Turner had built. He was a famous engineer. Colleen Piper was in the oice at the airport where I got my ticket home. She was having a wonderful time in South America, and spoke Spanish faster than lightning. At last I was on my way home. I hadn't realized it before but I was awfully homesick. I had a headache and called for the stewardess on the plane, and it was Retha Nell Cain. She said that Emma Lee Clark, a teacher in the Miami school system, was going to meet her when we reached Miami. Luck was with me, for when I got to jacksonville I saw Katherine Thornton in one of the biggest hotels there. She was the hostess and she looked very happy and successful. Frances Martin had a room next to mine. She was dressed in the uniform of the XY'aves, She said that after school she had joined and had liked it so much that she just stayed in the service. On the streets of jacksonville I met J. H. Martin. He said he had a surprise for me, and took me out to the beach. There I saw R. L. Blackwell, Billy Johnston, Z. L. Griffin, and Edwood Piper. They owned their own line of fishing boats and were taking life easy. H. was the con- tact man because all the others were experienced in navai affairs. I decided to come the rest of the way by train. I'd had enough of airplanes. I was surprised when the conductor came through for it was none other than Vernon Reeves. On the train was Elwood Tingle. He was a traveling salesman for Dobb's Hats. In Savannah I met Frances Crawford. She said she was working with Dorothy Conkle in Norfolk, Virginia, in their own dress designing establishment. She was having a wonderful time, she told me that Mr. Swolford was re- ligious educational director for the Southeastern States with headquarters in Richmond. Heavens! I'd been dreaming! I was just in the dentist's office and he'd finished pulling a tooth, and I was ready to go home. I said to myself, Oh well, Patsy, old girl, it was a beautiful DREAM, anyway. PATSY CRAWLEY

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