Oakdale High School - Oracle Yearbook (Oakdale, CA)

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Prophecy HE whirring of the huge motor of my private airplane ceased as my long nonfstop flight from New York to Oakdale was nearing its end. Oakdale! My old home town! After ten long years what changes was I to find here? Scanning the beautiful panorama below me, my eye was drawn to a flourishing farm. In large letters printed above the driveway entrance was inscribed a name, !'Robert Washburn and Co. How familiar that name seemed to me. Where had I heard it before? Robert-Robert Washburn, I mused. Ah! I had it! My old schoolmate of '28 who had worked for four long years so enthusiasf tically endeavoring to complete his knowledge of an agricultural career. Hurriedly alighting from my plane, I made my way from the landing field in order to telephone my dear friend Maurine Fogarty of my arrival. Failing to find her name in the directory, I inquired of a man of her whereabouts. I noticed that his voice was strangely familiar and no doubt he noticed the same about mine, for we recognized each other almost at the same moment. Yes, he was none other than Robert Eng' strom, the old chemistry shark. After renewing old acquaintance and conversing for some time, I learned, among other interesting events that had taken place during my absence, that Maurine had been married and was now residing in Riverbank. The fact that she was just married did not surprise me as I knew that she always favored long engagements. Upon bidding Robert goodfbye, I called a taxi, and after entering the vehicle I was confronted by Samuel Marchetti, the same slow and careful driver as of old. Arriving at the newly constructed Ulrich Hotel, nervous and shaken from my ride, I hurried across the lobby to procure a room. Glancing at the register, I noted the name Mr. and Mrs. O. Martellaf' which had been hastily written before mine. After a few minutes I retired to my room for a short time to rest and to tidy up a bit and then left the hotel for a stroll along the crowded streets. Srangers were passing me on every side, until I began to despair that I should see any of my old schoolmates again. Presently my eyes were attracted by the words Wayne Seacrist, Realtor. Then looking at a small elaborately decorated garden Tea Room, I was surprised at seeing the name of the owner above the door, !'Zella Shepherd, Prop' rietessf' How happy I was to learn that Zella's favorite ambition has been realized and that she was an interior decorator at last! 'The thought that so many of my school friends were prosperous in business was almost unbelievable, and, spurred on with the zest of finding future signs of my classmates, I smiled as I imagined their surprise at seeing me in Oakdale again after so many years' absence. Oh! What luck, I cried, for I saw Myron Kimball coming toward me. Hello there, he called, I see by your suitcase that you must be leaving town. Where are you bound for? ,,. ' 2 f -gtggli I9 15.4.3-.

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Bernard Ulrich Entered2g92L'a: Sec. of Igg- gies' ' g reas. o g- gig5 5g7,1i2aiicer3a11gsfgg, 2'-:...'..,'-. Mzinager of Poultry Show '27, '28, Sec. of SQIlIl,l,5l5l1.1S County Junior Aggies 28. Williaiai Volkman Entered 19243 Basketball '25, '26, '27, '28, Track '27, '28, Football '27, Cast Kings English '28, Mgr. Wisl1' ing Well '2S. Albert Williallis Entered 19245 Track '26, '27, '28, Football '25, '26, '27g Pres. of Class '25, '26, Vice Pres. B. A. A. '26-'27, Pre-s. B. A. A. '27-'28, Captain Track Team '28, A. L. C. '28, S. A. C. '27, '28. Fred Ulrich Entered 19245 Basketball '25, '26, '27, '28, Track '27, '28, Cast Kings English '2S. Robert Wasl1lJur11 Entered 19253 Vice Pres. Aggies '27g Vice Pres. Hi Y '26, Pres Aggies '27, Cast Wishing Well '28, Aggie Judging Team '25, '26, '27, Cast The Charm School '28. 4.4. ' - 1 8 :Iber-

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Naturally I was very chagrined to think that my presence in Oakdale was of no more consequence. But there was no use to let my day be spoiled like this, so I again scanned the streets and shop windows. Glancing upward I noticed that clouds were gathering. A soft wind was blowing, and the warm rain quickly began to fall. Seeking shelter, I rushed into a gift shop near by. My surprise was paramount when I found that the gift shop was operated under the management of Edna Bren' nan and Lorena Eastman, They had bought the store formerly belonging to Bernard Hoisholt. As the shower had blown over, I again resumed my walk. Next to the gift shop was a large radio store. In gold block letters upon the glass window was another familiar name, Mitchell Burnett. Leisurely sauntering a few blocks further, I came to a modern, well equipped ice cream parlor. As I looked inside, I discerned the figures of two girls at the fountain. The flaming auburn hair of the first immef diately proclaimed her identity to me, for she was none other than 'Zula Cope. The other waitress, who was at that moment carrying four glasses of water in one hand, and balancing a tray overladen with plates, cups, saucers and silverware in the other, was Zula's dear friend, Mildred Miller. As I could not withstand the temptation of speaking with these two girls, I went inside of the store and ordered a light luncheon. Zula and Mildred then informed me of the activities of many of my former ac' quaintances. Zelda Ketcham had been residing on Elm Street, Roberts Ferry, for at least two years. Bernice Kumle had' married and was making her home in Crockett. Soon a woman entered the room. Much to my surprise, I found that she was Doris Pattee. After exchanging greetings, she informed me that she was on her way to the famous Babcock Theater, where Miss Rosie Lorang was to be featured in a new film production under the direction of Gordon Kaasa. Upon her urging me, I decided to accompany Doris for an afternoon entertainment. I discovered, as we arrived at the theater, that Margaret Dineen was encased in the little box at the door, nominally known as the ticket oilice. We found good seats and then turned our attention to the movie, which had at that moment started. Much to our amaze' ment, we read the first title of the news reel, Ruth Gilbert Wins World Tennis Championship. As her picture was flashed across the screen, we became immef diately aware of the fact that Ruth had lost none of her high school beauty, for which she was always so admired. Our attention was next drawn by the sweet sounds that were issuing from the pipe organ. Doris told me that Evelyn Sawyer had obtained that position three years before. With the end of the play, we adjourned to the hotel where we partook of a dinner in the company of Edith Cole, Alice Mae Carter, Russell Cree and George Harmon. Edith and Alice Mae were employed as teachers in .the Tracy High School, while Russell and George had recently bought out a wholesale house in Modesto. --ax-Q zo ya-