Morristown High School - Booster Yearbook (Morristown, IN)

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4, .Tztofpfzecq I packed my suitcases that morning in the spring of '72 with great anticipation having received word from the Democratic National Committee in Washington, D. C. that I was a possible candidate for the presidency. My valet, JOHN SMITH, greeted me cheerfully and announced that my trip had all been arranged. John had begged me for the job after his wife, SARA KENT had deserted him and caused him to lose his engineering position. It seems that she had run away with WILLIAM EDGERTON JONES, the now famous crooner, Before my departure, Ipicked up the Daily Bulletin. The headline screamed at me. MERRELL ADVANCES EINSTEIN'S THEORY! Could it be RICHARD MERRELL, the mathematical genius that I had gone to school with? Yes, he had advanced the theory to such an extent that the energy of matter was now applicable to present-day needs. Hurrying to the garage on the corner, I was confronted by,a weather-beaten old lady whom I re- cognized at once as LOU ANNETTE TRACY. She held in her hand a bouquet of crumpled dandelions, I bought them from her and made her a gift-of them,She made a feeble gesture and plodded on her way. When Iarrived at the garage, lwas greeted by the new proprietor, JOHN KING ROSS. He had christened his establishment, THE KING'S PLACE. Because of the friendly atmosphere and quick, de- pendable service, I always brought my car here. MARILYN SMITH, his cashier, wished me a pleasant trip when I paid her. I thanked her and drove my car out. For 150 miles I sped smoothly along. Then I decided to pull in at the next station and get gas. Lo and behold! The next station was Neeb's Diner. It was owned and managed by JOHN NEEB., What a staff of help he had in running his business! RAY HECK, now an inch taller, was the gas attendant. When Iwent inside to eat, Isaw six waitresses and recognized them immediately. They were SHIRLEY BARRETT, who was just as quiet and efficient as everg JANE CORY, with a smile for everyone, LINDA DISMORE, with her sparkling eyesg JEANE WILCOXON, whose ankle had never quite gotten normal, but whose personality was far from crippledg CHARLOTTE MORGAN, who hadn't changed a bit, and IDATTY WOODS, just as small and energetic as ever. Ilearned that BARBARA CAREY, the head waitress was ill and was unable to work that day. The quality and flavor of the food was excellent and after inquiring of Jane as to the cook, found it to be BARBARA CLARK, ' Leaving Neeb's Diner and continuing on my journey, I had traveled only twenty-five miles when I had a blow-out. Irealized I was in somewhat of a predicament as I carried no jack. While I was pondering over the situation, a car pulled up and stopped. Out stepped FLOYD SCHAEKEL who offered to help me by lifting the car up while I placed a block under it. We chatted a while and he told me that he was happily married to BONNIE BRANDENBURG with a family of seven boys. A farmer nearby had seen my plight and he ambled over to see if he could be of assistance. It was none other than LARRY COX who now owned 400 acres and rented 200 more. Married to SHARON DUNN, Larry had DWAIN LINVILLE for a partner and two hired hands, GEORGE MCAHREN and LANDON HOLT. After a bit of reminiscing, I bade them adieu. Time flew swiftly by, it was just dusk when I entered the large metropolis of Silver City. I de- cided to stay overnight in the Flicker Inn, one of the city's prominent hotels. I noticed on a bill-board that the world renowned Harlem Globetrotters had scheduled a game that evening. My registration was taken by SANDRA WAGGONERg and the bell-hop, l-IARPER VISE, showed me to my room. Both were too busy to recognize me. At the game that night, I was overjoyed to learn that PAUL fthe Goose, DANIEL and DON MYER were now stars on the Globetrotter team since the policy had been changed and white players were al- lowed. During the half, Iheard a commotion behind me and turned to see that million dollar playboy,