Momence High School - Monesse Yearbook (Momence, IL)

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behind the light post, and trudged to my tenement home. John, the Janitor, was just mopping the hall in front of my door. (Darn those kids.) The door burst open, and my six children bounded out to greet me. Inside the house I could hear the Saturday afternoon football game, with the voice of Teddy Johnson, that famous football coach from Purdue University, (good old P.U.,) telling how he lost his last game. It was then I realized how much I really appreciated my children so I picked up a vacation magazine, and decided to get away from it all. Inside the magazine I saw an ad for Jerry’s Jip Joint, a Gambling Casino, and Dick’s Dilly Dude Ranch in Rob ’em, Arizona.. And they are featuring Gloria B. who has finally moved to head position in the chorus line there, and starring Breezy Marilyn that famous fan dancer, whose feathers are manufactured at Effie’s Feather Factory. They have dancing, swimming, and even bronco busting with ride ’em Nancy Murry the instructor. Deciding this was not the kind of a vacation I wanted, I picked up the daily newspaper and there from the back page was Don Dionne’s bald head, advertising the “after” effects of “Greasy Hair Tonic.” Here on the book page we see that Nonita West’s latest book “Keep Cool and Live Longer” is in the best seller list. Also in this section we see that Sharon Ehrich has finally won the national contest after competing for 25 years, for champion speller. On the community calendar we see that Mystic Mark the Magic Man is going to give his 5 hour program at the local high school auditorium. Also on the calendar we notice that Millie Mayo the president of The Men-Haters Union has called a national convention. The door bell rings and who should it be but Barbara Brouillette delivering my weekly supply of Texaco oil for my stove. As Barbara pulls away I see on the back of her truck an advertisement for Delores Graham and Don Nichols who are opening at the Paldium for a week’s engagement as Ballet dancers. Now the newspaper begins to get tiresome and I flip the radio on, and we hear Margaret Patton that famous woman orator giving her speech on the preserva- tion of forign languages. As this program sounds rather dry, I switch over to the barn dance and we hear Floyd Kohl calling the square dance. Garneta EckhofT is also featured as little Genaveve. Just then the program was interupted by a special news bulletin stating that Shirlee Tripp the first and last woman president of the U. S. has called a special session of Congress to consider a new bill ordering that all women should have boy-friends. Tiring of this giberish I decide to read my mail. There was letter from Alice Fawver, bringing me news of Wally Thompson that burly lumberjack and part time cook, and an invitation from her to join her at the Loggy Lumbercamp and accept an executive position there. So, I, Sally Dolder, packed my things, turned on the gas and closed all the doors and windows, (darn these kids).

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PROPHECY As I picked up my scrub pail and mop and began my weary journey to the other side of the tracks, I longed for my easy chair, so I could relax. My journey home in- cluded a bus ride, and as I settled into one of the bus seats, and adjusted the broken spring so that it didn’t hit me in the back, I gazed out of the window. My eyes fell upon a bill-board reading “Use Moe and Donna-Babie’s Cosmetics, The Rage of the Age. Then upon looking down into the street, I noticed a bicycle rider energetically passing the bus. It was none other than Joe Bennett. That boy has gained fame by his cross country bicycle jaunts. Who is this climbing on the bus? It’s Jerry Coy and she isn’t talking !! She -eated herself next to me and through her rigid jaws she explained that she had lockjaw and that Dr. Peltier had called it an open and shut case. Now the bus is travelling through Skid Row, and I see Paul DuMontelle lying in the gutter. He has a magnifying glass and some instruments. He must be study- ing wild life in the sewer. Here we are in the factory district. I see Pete’s Polish Sausage, and Line’s Kleenex Corp., and on farther we see an airplane pulling a sign advertising German’s Greasy Gum, Once You Start Chewing it. You Can’t Stop. Beverly flies her own plane, low overhead. (Get It?) Looking around the bus I see Floyd Bruhn, the Ag and Driver Training teacher from High School. They must be repairing his car again. There is Doris Anderson, that singer who is trying to make Bushel and a Peck popular again. I tried to rest on the remainder of my bus journey, but it was impossible because Ed Hanson kept nagging me to bet on the horses running in tomorrow’s race. Ed is a Jockey, who rides Catheryn Meen’s pure bred plow horses at Santa Anita. As I stepped off the bus, a little man named Benny Bybee, who is the owner of Weepy’s Left Handed Spaghetti House, helped me alight, and he gave me the invita- tion to drop in his place sometime. I’d have to drop in,—it’s in the basement of Ware’s Warehouse. As I am walking along the business district I see in a dress shop window, a stunning creation, a strapless evening gown, designed by Butch Mitchell, who has taken Paris by storm. Here in the Jewelery shop window, I see a replica of the famous Newberry Diamond. Joanne is famous for her Diamond mines in South Africa. There is Norma Wards name on the theater marquee. She is starring in a new Hollywood production, Perils of Petunia, written, produced, directed, make up and gowns by Frankie Simpson. What’s this? There is a hold up across the street, and the gangster’s gun moll, Doris Kinney is in the car, keeping the motor warm so that those desperados, Leland Klassen and Eddie Hoppel, can made a fast get-away. With Dangerous Doris at the wheel everyone clears off the streets, except Donna Olufs, that fearless motorcycle policewoman, who takes off in hot pursuit. I crawled out from

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WILL I, Doris Anderson will my ability to do bookkeeping backwards to anyone who needs it. I, Joe Bennett will my speed to anyone who isn’t in a hurry. I, Gloria Bloomquist will my ability to play basketball to Francis Carrol. I, Marilyn Booi will to my sister, Miriam, my ability to play volleyball and hope she has as much fun as I’ve had during lunch periods. I, Donna Brooke will my name Donna Baby to anyone who will have it. I, Floyd Bruhn will one chipped vertabrae to anyone who wants it. I, Benny Bybee will my job of setting pins to Stanley Ostrow so he can make lots of money to take out Ruth Simpson someday. I, Jerry Coy will to next year’s senior girls P. E. class, Francis Carrol in hopes that they can teach her more volley ball than I did. I, Sally Dolder, will my noisy locker companions to Miriam Booi, and my “Tailor made” ball and chain from speech class to some poor unlucky junior, who will drag it around for Mr. Phillips next year. I, Don Dionne, will my broad shoulders and curly hair to Don Huggans. I, Paul Bertrand DuMontelle, will my size 11 football shoes to coach Cunz, because I out-grew them long ago. I, Garneta Eckhoff, will my Beecher boyfriends to anyone who is dumb enough to take them. I, Sharon Ehrich, will my ability to overguard in basketball to Joyce Wheeler. I, Alice Fawver, will my ability to fight with Jerry Coy over Bru Bredfeldt to Miss Weigman, as it was her blackboard we used to carry on the duel. I, Donna Fieleke, will my nickname to some very unlucky freshman. I, Beverly German, will my quietness to Donna West. I, Edward Hoppel, will my ability to get along with teachers to any freshman who needs it. I, Teddy Johnson, will my football ability to Ray Johnson, basketball ability to Marvin Wilson, and my baseball ability to Jim Campbell. I, Richard Johnston, willingly will my will to will willingly to Wee Willy. I, Doris Kinney, will to Norma Henerberg and Thelma Blum my locker plug. I, Leland Klassen will nothing. I, Floyd Kohl, will my comb to Mary Simpson because she is always losing hers.