Newport High School - Bruin Yearbook (Newport, WA)

Page 67 text:

etc. Not one of us could locate where WBert's Service Station used to be. We drove back to Marshall Lake and found some of the guests rady for a swim so we hurried to join them and re- new more acquaintences. The first one I noticed was Cleo Leonard. She was resting in a beach chair, talking to a very distinguished looking gentleman. As I hesitated to introduce myself, I waited at a short distance to summon up my courage and I caught a bit of their conversation. , Hwaync, don't you think this is just too marvellous?H nwayneln Merciful heavens! Could that ne Wayne Fox? They saw me and called me over to talk with them and I was assured that it was really and truly Wayne. We exclaimed how amusing it was to recognize old friends and we started to tell each other who we knew was there. Yes, Mr. McNeil was there as they'd just seen him. He had told them that he just finished writing a NThe Depression Daze.n , A lull in our conversation was broken when book on a woman walked up to us. Shel laughed shakily and said, HI have the strangest feeling.U Of course, it could be no one else but Frances Smith, our giggling classmate of '54 After we'd introduced ourselves and she assured us that she'd have known us on sight, she exclaimed, UI'1l betcha' don't know who I saw just a second ago. I sa the one and only Jim Nelson, nEsquiroU in person. Do ya know he made a big success out of his invention for getting people to places on time. You certainly wouldon't recognize ourold friendly enemy 'cause he's get a red moustache, think of iti All of this in almost one breath called for more so she continued, nAnd Quint Field, he's just as high as ever

Page 66 text:

er higher, Hefs well known in New York society, denfdha knew? He came to the top playin' his sax. A Little het air was all he needed,n Being attracted by this loquacieus person, several people strolled up and joined our group, Leslie Dunwoedie and Lee Tallman were the only ones I recognized, The reae sen for this was that they were together, I had learned previously that they are co-directors of a large military band in St. Louis, Our little group broke up so I Strolled down the beach by myself, reminiscing, I knew that all of the guests weu1dn't be swlm lng so I wandered into the cool shade of the conservatory, hoping to see and talk with someone, and sat down, The quietness of the room emphasized the slightest sounds and when I had settled myself comfortably I heard a strange sound issuing from a davenport behind a huge palm, I stole quietly over and peeked over the back of the davenpert. Who should I sec but Gordon Graupner enjoying a rest, yes, but not a quiet one. He was snoring loudly, I suppose he was grinding sausage as he is new a great meat magnet, I didn't wish to disturb his peaceful slum: bers so I tiptoed out, I came te a small secluded room where a circle of chairs were drawn up around a table,' Several men were sitting discussing 'political problems, etc, I'saw Jim Bishop, Ed Gilbridc, Alfred Lear, and Bill Trask, all well known political leaders of the country, Seeing I wasn't wanted, I beat a hasty retreat, Coming into the waiting room I met June Conlon and Ruth Shull nheb-nebbingu over a magazine and trying to tell each other just how much they enjoyed being there, They were seen joined by Eileen DuPont and Helen Stanley who wanted a'game of Nye-ye,U These society las dies are fans at that, I'm not talented at Nye-you so I excused myself and started to go to my room to freshen up a bit, and who should I meet but Wlnifrcd Sewell, She told me hurriedly that she was on her way to the library to look at a splendid collection of stamps she had heard

Page 68 text:

1 CLASS F DPHEGY 5Qui vivra verran Ctime will telll and nTempus fugitn ftime fliesl, two very true statements originating in French and Latin, we learn in school. Class reunions are great things. They prove the two aforementioned statements and bring out changes in well known faces and places, A Mr. Theodore C, Waller, of the great Newport metropo- lis, sum dhed the Senior class of '54H to a class reunion at his beautiful and spacious summer palace at Marshall Lake, a five minute drive from the city, The lake is still in a little pocket in the hills and displays naw ture's gorgeous panorama although the city is so near by, By a diligent search all members were found and inv- ited to be present May 50th 1944, All were there on that day and were assigned each to a luxurious suite of rooms, As guests of highest honor our high school faculty was invited to hold reunion with us so there were about fifty guests in all, We were assembled together and informed by our grae cious host that luncheon would be served at one o'c1ock, tea at four o'c1ock, and dinner at 8:00, so we decided to have luncheon and then visit Newport, our old heme town, We decided to visit Newport High School, but it is so different! It really isn't the same building but has the same name. We entered the big revolving doors on the east side of the block and mounted the esculator to 'go to the up floor so we could look around as wo came down. We looked in every room, walked down every hall ins short, we ndidn the building, Large, bright rooms, sunny spacious halls and luxurious restrooms greeted our eyes, Everything was modern and comfortable, By the time we had seen all this it was almost tea time so we drove our limousines through the streets and gazed at the beautiful big buildings and beautiful parks,