Neponset High School - Zephyr Yearbook (Neponset, IL)

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THE ZEPHYR SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY CONTINUED Of course the mayor always knows all the news first. He told us that he thought we might see a wedding if we stayed in these parts a couple of days longer. Yes, Mollie and Tom were finally taking the fatal step. Tom had been home on the farm all these years raising purebred Hamps, like his neighbor Carl. Mollie had gone to Northwestern, graduated, and had sung with Fred Waring for a time. It rather looks as though Mollie would rather raise hogs than sing for Mr. Waring. One member of our class whom I expected to stay in town was Clarence Norton. He is now serving in the Navy. We all started laughing as we thought of the day Coach Fitz advised Clarence to join the Army. I’m sure he never thought his advice would be taken. Mary Lu thought perhaps Corrinne, or I should say Mrs. Pratt, might leave her job at Pratt’s garage for a few minutes and come down and chat with us. She called and from the end of the conversation we got, it sounded as though the bills had really been piling up at the garage and so poor Corrinne couldn’t get away. It was a surprise too, to hear that she had a little blonde daughter. We have a few single members in the class beside myself. Bud Stabler has managed to keep single with all the females he has chasing him. During the day he works at his motorcycle garage in Kewanee; at night one of his girls picks him up for a spin in her car. It seems our class has run to farmers and farmers’ wives. Joanne Hodge Mitchell is one of the latter. She and Johnnie have a couple of hundred acres near Oregon, 111. Besides land they have a pair of twins and . . . they are red heads! Corrinne and Shirley and Joanne might be glad to see this. Robert Royce is in the baby food business. He is the chief salesman for Gerber’s in the northwestern part of Ohio. The little red headed cheerleader of our class has become a model. If you should ever be in Chicago run into Marshall Fields and see her. You may not know her at first, for she has dyed her hair a beautiful black. Mary Lu found a letter from Betty among her mail this morning. She is now taking care of an elderly lady in California. She, like a good many other people, has thoroughly fallen for that sunshine state of California. Although she has had many proposals she is still a confirmed old maid (much to her regret). Mr. Richard Ward Pratt has taken over his dad’s farm. He swears that as soon as he finds an opening in a garage he is going to sell that farm, but quick! Well classmates, my train will soon be leaving for Boulder, Colorado. Tomorrow school opens and all the problem children will be back. Our class did have one old-maid school teacher anyway! M. L. Harrison, Susie Stetson. This page sponsored by I liomas Son’s Grocery, Sheffield

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SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY THE ZEPHYR It has been fifteen years since I left my old home town of Neponset. I have gone through college and have been teaching for ten years now. Time certainly doesn’t stand still. At the present time I’m on my way back to Neponset for a short visit before school opens again. The first person I saw after getting off the train was no other than Don Stabler. He seemed to be just sitting in his car watching the trains go by. 1 went over and talked to him and this is what I learned. Don had graduated from the University of Illinois and then returned to the big little town. He is, at present, serving as mayor of Neponset. I asked about some of the members of our class, but the mayor thought Mary Lu. H. could give me much more information on the kids than he could. He asked me if I would mind riding down in the old Chrysler and I, of course, said fine. It was rather a surprise to me to find that Mary Lu now lived in the old Buswell place. It seemed that Mary Lu had gone through nurses’ training as she had planned. After she had worked in a doctor’s office and taken care of a wealthy elderly lady for a few years she retired and bought the old Buswell place. We parked beside a new Hudson, the owner of which Don didn’t know. It seemed a little queer to me that an up and coming young mayor let a car slip into town without first knowing who, why, and wherefore. The bell had barely been touched when a maid opened the door and ushered us into the living room. Mary Lu’s company was Clarice Kuster, who was the owner of the Hudson. Mary Lu introduced her as Superintendent Kuster of Cottage Hospital in Galesburg. She was dressed in the usual garb of a nurse on her day off, pumps, fur coat, and hat. It didn't take the conversation long to roll around to the members of the class of ’48, where they were and what they were doing. Senator Currier, better known to most of us as John Currier, and his wife, the former Donna Moore, have moved to Washington, D. C. If any of you Democrats don't like the way the country is being run, just write a letter to John. Clarice knew all the latest news of Coach Krahn of Galesburg. He and the former Miss Shirley Berry are now united in holy matrimony. They now have five strapping sons. Galesburg won the state tournament this year, thanks to Lawrence’s excellent coaching. Although everyone was sure Vcrn and Beverly would marry, something must have happened. Vern is now working hard terracing the hills out north of Neponset. Saturday night is still his night to howl. Why not, without a wife to hold him back ? Nevertheless he hasn’t altogether given up hope of finding his one and only. , Hilda This page sponsored by hippies (iarage

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CLASS POEM THE ZEPHYR— Here’s the Class of ’48 These kids are really up to date Vern Schmidt is the lucky cuss For him the girls all make a fuss He courts a girl in the Freshman Class You’re right, Beverly is his lass. Another young man who’s right on the ball He isn’t short and not too tall He’s not too thin and not too fat Now meet, Richard W. Pratt. Bud Stabler, he’s quite a sport He’s got a gal in every port In football he really turned on steam And was captain of our basketball team. Johnnie Currier is a likeable guy He likes to make the girlies cry In basketball and football he’s a whiz And it seems that Donna is all his. Now Tommy Junis, the darn guy He likes to fight, it ain’t no lie He goes with Mollie again and again And tries to tell me he gets home by ten! Our basketball boy is C. L. Norton With Caryl he likes to go a courtin’ He’s full of jokes and lots of fun He’s always home early. Now you tell one. Here’s Robert Royce, who’s not so fat He runs the half mile in nothing flat He likes the Buda girls very well And that is all I have to tell. Next in line is our curly haired blond And of Susie he is quite fond He drives a Chevie that is light blue Yes, this is Donnie Stabler quite true. Now this young lady, our Homecoming queen In a blue Ford car is often seen Yes my friends, its Corrinne Ouart We all agree she’s one swell sport. This sponsored by.......Grant Gish. Hardware, Buda —