Painted Post High School - Poster Yearbook (Painted Post, NY)

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CLASS PROPHECY To be or not to be! That was the question. I sat before the Crystal Gazer in a darkened room and listened to her softly spoken words- Cross me with silver, ya jerk! So I did-and silence reigned as the Salomie-I mean Swami-extended her hands on the Crystal Ball, saying-latsyrc llab. tThat's Crystal Ball spelled backwards! Latsyrc llab, what does the future show?-Ah! A mist is gathering. tShe couldn'l fool me-I knew the ball needed dustingl. Concentrate deeply-deeply-I see a woman surrounded by young children-a bristle-beaned guy comes into the room. She is shaking her finger at him-Listen-She's saying, So you came home late again last night, Ioe! After you promised me! But Mary Anna, darling-put down that plate! She throws it at him and then the broom and the mop-pail, and finally she says, When I think of my slaving for you here while you galavant out every night-If I'd only gone to Hollywood when I had the chance-but No! I married you, and now, Cas is back-but Margaret O'Brien's got him! tWe all remember Casinova Bement, who made a hit on stagei. She's crying now, but wait!-the picture is fading- What's this? A bird? A plane? Superman? No, it's a plane-the largest in the world. Iohnson's Iet-propelled Iunk Heap. Even greater than the famous Lockheed Constellation-It's run by Cliffie Iohnson this name used to be Skip , until he went to Rochesterj Anyway, he's president of this great corporation-all it does is produce lunk Heaps and heaps of Junk! The president of the U. S. gave him a citation for inventing Iohnson's Iet-propelled Iunk Heaps. They're guaranteed to fall apart every hour, thus putting more people to work, fixing them. But again the mist- This time it's Eleanorski Dunhamski-she was really Eleanor Dunham, but while she was in New York on a visit, Gromyko, the Russian delegate to the U. N. O. Conference, saw her and promised her if she'd go back to Russia with him and be his little Czarina , he'd never walk out on another conference. Mmm-the ball is producing huge bubbles-does this mean- could it be that? -Why, yes, Eleanor was a dancer for a living. Again the mist-What have we here? Sh-it looks like a stage-it is! lt's the revival of Arsenic and Old Lace starring Ioyce Clark and Ruth deLorraine as the two old maids who poisoned men fthe dopeslb Another picture is crowding the ball- -Ah, it is a school room in Painted Post High School-a small Chubby dark-haired man sits behind the desk threatening the class. The teacher is Mr. Boland Smith, the world's greatest teacher on Einstein's theories. Mr. Smith has also become very popular with the students by installing individual comptometers in all desks used by students taking mathematical regents. 99 IOXIOW usually pass!-- Fade out! Complete this time- You must cross my palm with silver again -iso again it was her palm-with silver!! Ah, the light is getting brighter! I see a man walking down the street -his clothes are rags, and his feet are making debuts Cby that, I mean they are- coming out .l A closer look reveals that it is Irish McCarty-the once prominent baseball star. He used to be star pitcher for the Brooklyn Dodgers, but everybody called him a bum so often that it began to prey on his mind, and as a result, he became just that-a bum! But what's this? A beautiful girl is running toward him crying Save Me . Poor Irish starts to run tin the other direction? and soon all three are running-First Irish the painted doll Cwho is none other than Barb Hubbard still living her role of Sadie Bloom !: -and a third character. Obviously Irish is running from the girl, but who is the girl running from? All at once the long arm of the law reaches out and grabs the pursuing figur-It turns out to be Handsome Harry tlaagerboml, who makes the girls swoon by daylight tby crooning to them! and makes them scream by night tby chasing theml. When asked about this strange Dr, Iekyl-Mr. Hyde personality of his. Harry can only say- Revenge! for the years wasted at Painted Post High! Perhaps I

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Iune Stewart leaves her frank opinions to Earl Pearsall Kwho, by the Way, executes the traitll Kathleen Huggins departs with her youthful appearance for the sake of Pat Eberlin. Doris Wolverton's patience and sincerity can be easily portrayed by serene Velma Cole. Laura Leach intrusts her characterization of a petite young lady to Willard Morse. Alton Frost's ability to sleep during classes is passed on to those wim, wigor and Witality boys , Ted Wittig, Phillip Wilson and lack Smith. Thelma Grit-len departs with her long hair for those lucky heirs , Helen Durkin and Lloyd Cisco. I shall leave the position of interpreting this to Ruth Breen and Richard Conover, though in hopes that you readers won't be too gullible. To individuals in the Iunior Class, we bequeath the following: Lois A. Iohnson's presidency of the Student Council to any lucky Iunior who can achieve the position. Bill McCarty's basketball scholarship to Tom Kennedy. Phyllis Conley's and Anna Pastor's daily ride on the Post-Glen to Charles Phelps. Chub Smith's dry humor ffrom which we've gained many a laugh? to none other than lack Hogue. Ianet Catchpole leaves a book of Do's and Dont's to any boy who finds her sister interesting. 'Kathryn Sutton's big, blue, bulky Buick is willed to Howard Blencowe Cwho needs something besides that motorll Ioyce Clark's interesting Naval conversation can be easily taken over by Betty Cutler. Horace Shauger leaves a few fond memories to Charmaine Claxton and hints about the love 'em and leave 'em attitude to Elmer Potter. loyce Bannister's interest in the younger men to Lois Iohnson. Theresa Neally's privilege of saying size 9 when increasing her wardrobe, to Pat Hassenplug. Barbara Hubbard's ability to quote I'm a - girl lfrom the Senior play? to Ruth Tillman. Eleanor Dunham's fairness to pretty Shirley Flanders. Thelma Bonbrake leaves about three feet of lovely stature to Phyllis Lake. Mary Ann Merrick's basketball skill and interest in music goes to Georgia Cross, who also excels in both. Ann Cber and Ruth de Lorraine bequeath a few saddles, reins, halters and stirrups to Audrey Crumm. Hay Cotter's vigilant watch over the l. V. can be capably handled by Owen Wilkinson. Margaret Riddle's ability to do the wrong thing at the right time to Shirley Keach. Lyman Bement leaves his orders to Tillman's maidens, Margaret Cook, Eleanor Durkin and Florence Cross. Emily Park entrusts her contagious giggle to Cedric Stewart. Beverly Prutsman leaves her pretty features to Fred Casterline.

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should mention that the royal mounted policeman involved was Alvin Schoonover. KNO one else could have reached out so long an arm!! Al was muttering something about wishing he had his old high school crate for the job instead of his Horace, I mean horse! The picture is fading out again-but another takes its place-I see a majestic ball room crowded with people all waiting for one spectacle-the debut of a new singing star-Hes the most promising of the century. Women don't swoon-they go into such a coma that Como can't pull them out of it. The house lights are dimming and now he steps out on the stage- --good grief-it's Shaug ! He begins to sing One Meatball to the tune of falling bodies. The next picture is not quite vivid enough-I see-three-no, two- men discussing some subject of seemingly great importance. Why yes, of course, those men are Bill Mattison and Alton Frost, new members of the Farmers' Independent Union. As these men converse, I can see a distant figure approaching them. This figure seems to be covered with white-a tall white hat, white apron, etc.-It's lim Greene!-he's chief cook and bottle washer at the Hotel Bonbrake . Thelma, by the way, manages the hotel.- I always thought Them was going to be a beautician-but What's this? - The mist again! A brown object is coming forth-it s a fur coat-but who's wearing it? It looks like-why it is! Mary Devine, who from a DuBarry diet lost weight, is modeling Ferber's Finest Fiber Fur Coats . As the fur coat disappears, I see merry-go-rounds in the distance-- the mystic ball is producing a strange kind of music. I see horses and pretty girls! Why, natch, -there is Theresa Neally doing acrobatic performances for thousands of spectators while Anna Pastor is riding a horse in circles-- on her toes, too! Latsyrhc llab-tell me,-what is this I hear?-Listen! -Listen! -Hear the National Anthem being played in the distance! -See the White House! Ah-there he is!-President of the United States! Why that boy went to Painted Post High School. He was known as Max , Mr. Helm in the first executive position of the country, is seen at work this feet just naturally on the desklb on a speech entitled Give Women A Chance . It seems he got the topic from a certain senior play which brought him fame in 1946. Another picture is crowding the ball-this time it seems to be a small, dingy boarding house at Alfred University-a woman, whom I do not recog- nize, is scrubbing the floors. A swarm of robust, wim, wigor and witality girls crowd onto the clean but still wet, floor. Oh, Mrs. Iamison, your hus- band is on the phone . And then it dawns on me-Bev. Prutsman finally married George, and became a housemother at Alfred while he finished school. From that last scene, the Swami's ball takes us to a ball game. Crowds are going wild as the greatest women's team is displaying a definite art of softball. Among the participants are Eleanor Matteson Cknown as slugger D, Evelyn Randall lnick-named lefty and catcher Doris Tong. They seem to be doing very well-in fact at the force of slugger's hit, the Crystal Gazer's light once more goes dim. CBefore she asked, I crossed her mit with silverll As I did so, a sign showed up very clearly- Smith, Smith and Smith, Inc . lt seems that Dorothy S. and Elvina S. found it very profitable to make comptometers for the above mentioned Prof. Roland S. , As the lights of this sign go out, a brilliant star shines-from Hollywood way. You don't suppose that june Stewart made use of that Warner Bros. contract offered her in the Class of 1946 Will , do you? KNO, I didn't suppose so either, but-she did!-and is making Trillionslb Her main source of competition is stationed at a Park Avenue home- stead in N. Y. C. This source is none other than Phyl. Conley Vanderbuilt who we can see now with her multi-millionaire husband, Henry, Ir. III. The couple are very well off following Henry, Ir. IIl's success as Gable's under- study . While Clark was fighting for his country, Henry, Ir. III made the bobby-soxers shout Henry Ioonsie Woonsie-you make me swoonsie!