New Carlisle High School - Olive Branch Yearbook (New Carlisle, IN)

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stead. Cleta's maid, Elaine Gea- bier answered and said Mrs. Mon- eybags was in her bawth, but that she would take the phone to her, She answered amidst, a bubble bath (she told me) in drawled tones I hardly recognised, She had been studying a crese in French, and was, putting hor learning to use, After finishing the conversa- | tion, Betty decided to knock off; for lunch with me. She knew of a nice’ little place called Trox- ell's Care. This seemed to” = rouse an old memory, but I could-| n't quitc place it. Haas told me it was THE BILL. After lunch wag almost over, a comedian came out--naturally Bud Brom. I see he had whitewashed his jokes 4 bit, for professional purposes, | Haas had to return to her labors, so I decided to spend the afternoon in a show. I looked over a daily paper, and decided The Galloping Grohowski's look ed most interesting. There ٣ the screen I saw Dorothy am a heated argument over the recent California Homburg. I guess the Kentucky Derby ha moved west, and it. looked XM a nose. And there was Clara Las kowski even though her new stag name was Clara Laskowcovich Why, she hadn't changed a bit It was a delightful picture, an oh boy a double feature. The next picture, proved to be quit disgusting, what with all thi Johnny-floppers screaming in m ears over the new hit, Don Jess wein who was crooning 'Backached in a ferocious manner, ےت‎ several 0 € day, such as T y The اط‎ Song , pee ae Red Nosed, and a few other, removed mysclf in sheer discour agment. What w as the hotel. I left early t morning for Hawaii, i -— Honolulu around noon. And the to se oc‏ ری رر یپ (cont, on next page....., e Jennie in though Dorothy's horse had won by was Jim Lindsey trying in Des Moines?That did not remain in question long, for at the end of the wrestling match, Dale un- covered the Masked Man, only to come face to face with Vernon Clark» E couldn't stop to talk, S9 strolled on down through the side anows. There I saw the World's Fattest Woman at 1,000 TOSE, Mercedes 4 This was the EAE E, 0 1 Lett. kfter. bidding Card a Ona fareweid, and thanking kim for mic many kindnesses, I went back to Be Linda. T intended to make .no more stovs, until San Francisco, but Polinda had a strange knock, and T didn't know what to make of it, so I pulled freight at a 6 burg called Skunk Hollow. . Qut ran a farmer with a pitchfork fcllowed by his little woman, and commanded me to remove myself and ny belongings before they called the constable. I--gubsss I had killed a chicken. After Doc Rzepka and Clara Niespodziany Rzepka found it was me, though, they dropped charges, and we all enjoyed a chicken dinner, pre- pared in the lovliest manner. As i her the Hzopka's Ranch, I found Clara's hired man, Phil Parry, pulling up fence posts, San Francisco, my destination, was at hand. Casimir Bart, the mayor of San Francisco greeted me upon my ar- rival.I thought that was right Triendly of Cas. I walked down the, street and there in a window I saw Betty Haas, motioning fran- tically at me--or someone. d entered and found that Betty was a columnist on a local newspaper. (Gossip, of course.) 4nd there was Miriam Camp»ell running here and there sending and receiving news for Betty. Betty told me ali she knew, and that of course was ALL. She told me of Cleta Sullivan's marriage to J.P. Mon- eybags, and of their beautiful home in Beverly HILLS dec- ided that I really shouldn't take time to call on her persone ally, but to telephone-her in-

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CLASS PROPHECY off the windshielf 8 circus, coming off in Des Moines, Iowa, 6 decided to partake of 2 bit of relaxation. I landed on read of a the outskirts of town and hailed a taxi. The driver who, I found to be the former Shirley Logan said she would be only too glad to spaed me uptown. We discussed old times and laughed, remember- ing the old Alma Mater. Shirley enhanced me with tales of how she had inherited and bought up several taxi companies and had invested foolishly in a gambling Joint and had to return to her driving position again. I told her not to trust that Gene Moore and his gambling houses, But then, life always was a gamble to Gene. Gene, she informed me was a former star of the movies.(Hor- ror pictures, of course,) We drew up in front of'one of the local hotels. The doorman rushed for my bags. Carl Takacs, the proprietor stepped forth with an outstretched hand. I offered mine and then pulled back the re- mains--of my arm, that is, Carl showed me to a suite of rooms which he told me would of course be on the house. Lovely. He told me to be sure to come down to the Ballroom for the floor show later that evening. After bathing, I got into 4 gown and sidled domn to the 'Chartruese Room, Immediately upon entering, I saw Nancy Canaday peeking out behind a huge bubble, as the band swung into a dreamy Song entitled Wit?) 1. Had A Pin, I Know What Ira Dou This LE knew, had all the promises of an evening to be long remembered, The evening was wonderful, but after a long day I was exhausted, so I rose to retire, The, circus the nexo day ful- filled my wildest expectati ons what with Dale Kettring wrestling the Masked Man. Surprises, no end. How many more of my 3-7 mates would I encounterAyg The deal was closed. No mat- ter that my possessions were now under jurisdiction of the pawn shop--I had Belinda nosed west, We're all set now, I said patting her on the Speedonetar nothing can stop us. Whoops, we're out of ۰ھ‎ 9 „down here at Al's Place. Al's Place, that's the little half mile spread on 53rd and Maine in Champagne, Illinois that handles helicopters like my Belinda. A young chap strode out immediately pokard mae, and there in a sharp glass office sat Al Lichtenbarger giving a cigar heck. He ‘waved a huge diamond in my face and T wound up for the take-off. Mowe. ‘buzzed up Belinda, I saw several people waving hand- kerenieves in my direction. I shut off the motor to greet a few of my former class mates in the persons of Darleen Bowker, Betty Wade and Judy Kleine. I recogni+ sed them immediately, bedecked in their blue jeans. They greeted me with a warm clinch, but wait, uw ۱06 ات‎ 19g missing. -I ko meg 27 there was more to that loving gesture than met the eye. Judy spoke up and told me they were heme podes ab A I's Place, ا‎ briefly summarized my plans to skirt the world in Belinda and was off. Nice seeing them again, I thought. I sped through the air swift pace, but oh, 'twas all too swift. I met with’ what might have been a tragic collision, Air highways are so crowded nowa- days. I pulled along side and Bos on che aim brake, T hank Providence the vehicle was handl- ed by a steady hand. Lewis Mounts handed me his Lawyer's card ‚and with a speedy gesture he wiped of his monocle and sped op, Tie lawyer, I found as I scanned the card was Don Gilpin. Well, he certainly picked a station in life where he could legally blow off his great big mouth. aA On into ‘the clouds I travel- ad. Overhead a desperate noise was heard. It was a piper cub, aropping os I oicked one ‘hy i

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told her what I was up to and who I hadn't seen and she said, Why, Wlmer Johnson is my man, didn't you know? With that I fell into a faint--almost. Ann said she and Elmer had run away to get married. (But did they have to run that far?) Elmer had hopes of raising a flock of camcls and had proved to be quite the success. I epuldn't get Mr, Carr, as his line was busy, so I gave it up as a lost cause, and decided to go to England and try to cell from there. When I got to England, I found Pat Galbreath trying tə set up a tele- vision station. Ths Prince of Wales and whe wers out digging heles to set up the poles, The Prince said he was tired of site ting on a satin cusnion. I decided to head for home, but somchow, or othcr, I got off course and landed near Cuba. I flew low over an exclusive yacht where I saw Jeanotte Murdick throwing pen- nies to the natives. Now I Knew I had seen everything!!! I decided as long as I was there, I might as well stop. But IT hadn't seen eve erything----there was Katie Hughes sacking sugar for export. I again started for old New Carlisié., I got there this. time, and there was Josephine headed for the local grocery with her regular Saturday night cggs. '47 would kids that We cheer leaders of like to thank all the yelled during the “year, and for their swell -support at all the basketball games. ye' ve really had lots of fun; bop, It's really lots of fun .meet- ing cheerleaders from other sch- ools and to encourage the tryouts for cheer-leading for next year the only thing we can say is that Practice makes perfect. The tourneys are one of the things Pm sure Judy, Russ, and I shall nev- er forget. So, what say, kids, let's turn out for cheer leader try-outs next year and may the bg$t te win. ...... | sufficient a- souvenirs, so I bought a grass Skirt. ا‎ pis By this time,‘ I was hungry again, so the beautiful music that filled my ears drew me into a cafe, ‘Uonolulu's Prido and Joy Hawaiin beauties were lying aroung in their grass skirts ith violins. I viewed them all, cause I knew I'd see Lillian Buz- | alski at the console of the pian- fash- Phyllis 0, dressed in a disarming Marie Tolmen and sway that called for many encores. Trecsula not loiter longer, so and sped Rakahenga Isle, a place I'd al- ways wanted to survey. Their sys- a bit years since the Byrdak and Bill Bill and Walt were trying to beach the natives,--well, they were just trying to teach them. enscıded, 1 make it to few hop and I a rrived there s ome hours lat- er. Lorraine Haag and Marilyn Wil son had the missions well in hand and 1 was glad. They didn't need any help from me so I conti- nued my course to Shanghai where I found Harry Kaminski as quite a | Success as a military leader.Gen- , eral Kaminski, he was known aS... Now, everyone in China can shoot crap as well as harry. My next hope was to see Afgan- Stan. T didn't expect to see any old friends here, but guess who had settled down to a peaceful l ife of crocheting bl ankets?Bet- ty Miner and Arlene Nickerson!!! Quite a change from the old days. I decided to get out the old ESS rolo. I figured up and I had seen all but six of my old buddy-buädics. How interesting to find them at such distant ports. This incited mo to seek out. the others. + counted out my pennies and found that I had mount to call “r. Carr back in New Carlisle. I was quito certain he had managed to keep up with all the old graduates. I got the op- erator, aná found her to be none other than Ann Alice Tuszynski. I i All the | Ton. | Sticgly with several other slink- |y boautios slunk out in a | I hopped aboard Belinda | tem of living had changed am the last ı arrival of Walt | Smith. . New Guinea in the next