Myrtle Point High School - Bobcat Yearbook (Myrtle Point, OR)

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May 9—Aileen has begun a book about the adventures we are having during our trip—she’ll probably become famous when it’s published. Why not? We’re a famous class. Dena gives us physical exercise every morning—Dr. Margaret Shores keeps us in good health—and Robert Ladd, Florence, and Eugene Hermann keep us entertained—we were indeed fortunate to have such a variety. If variety is the “spice of life,” we certainly have lots of spice. May 10—More spice! Verna and Ovid have broken their engagement. Besides that we had a real adventure this morning. Our airship came to rest just over a city in Japan, and we were peacefully gazing at the scenery below, when Geraldine sighted John Dickson helplessly floating around below us on the motor wings that Norman had invented for life savers. We could see that he had lost control, but before we reached him, he began to experiment with the wheels and suddenly shot up above us so fast that our large ship couldn’t keep up with him. We had almost reached him when a large plane from above swooped down to pick him up. Much to our surprise we found that it was Edwin and his young bride who were returning to Mars. We told John that he had better learn to operate it before he tried it again. May 11—Since Ovid has seen Marta, the Martian maiden, he has firmly decided to return with Edwin to Mars. Nothing could shake his determination. He says it’s worth di ing for in the attempt. He certainly has the knack of falling out of love faster than he can fall in. May 12—We’ve covered every inch of the globe in our trip and had lots of fun doing it. Helen must return to play at the immense lecture hall in Myrtle Point, where Alethea Barklow is holding a series of lectures on “Husband Welfare.” We shall all stop to hear her. We’ve seen many strange sights, but when we saw a number of little scurrying white objects running from all corners of a huge range we saw below us, to form a moving body of letters—CLASS OF ’26— we decided that it was by far the strangest. Someone was frantically waving to us, and upon closer inspection we found that it was Rodney Davenport who was so excitedly waving, and the white moving body of letters was his trained chickens! May 13—There’s nothing more that is interesting to write about now, since everyone is gone. No matter, everyone was left at his home with the promise of another class reunion sometime in the future—that’s something to look forward to. Who knows what wonderful places we will hold in the world by that time? We shall look forward to that time with much pleasure and anticipation. (To be continued at the next reunion) Page Fifteen

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JUNIORS JUNIOR CLASS HISTORY Dear readers of the Annual: This is just a short letter to tell you the history of the Junior Class of 1926. We entered high school in twenty-three, and it was said we were the smartest class that had passed out of grammar school. We felt pretty proud of ourselves and endeavored to keep up the good record. During our three years in high school, we stood high in school activities. Several boys made the football and basket ball team and received letters. Some of our girls also received letters in basket ball. We were not only good in athletics, but several in our class, each year, were on the honor roll, so we feel justified in closing with one of our favorite sayings— “Of our opportunities we’ve made the most, Oh, horrors, no: We Juniors never boast, But we always keep the golden rule. And really, we’re the best in school.” ---------:o:---------- Page Seventeen