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

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S Hush-hush! Can you hear wee voices saying Mommie ? I see Emily and her Addisonite husband tno one in particular-just an Addison- itel.-and by the looks of things Em is raising little Em's who undoubtedly, like their mother, will become 'Sweethearts of Addison . Slowly the picture changes-Vaquely I see a group of children on the front steps of Painted Post Grammar School. They are reading funny books in a most eager-beaver fashion. Listen-one boy is saying Some Dish ! I Another says Lush Limbs ! Still another She's all reet ! A closer look in the book reveals to us, those funny book heroines, Ian Catchpole, Margaret Riddle and Ioyce Bannister. Vogue's best dressed woman of the year steps into the Crystal Ball now. Oh Latsyrc llab,-tell us quickly, who it is! Why of course-I recog- nize her now.-Kate Sutton, who since her award has been modeling dresses of her own design. But she smoothly steps aside as I hear cheering crowds and bands in the distance. A large poster is seen- Wolverton for mayoress - she fights for our rights ! By that, I know that little, petite, and quiet Doris Wolverton has had a big political rise and is now sponsoring a huge campaign. Who would have guessed it Not I! As she rides by on her throne of success, I again turn to the Crystal Gazer in astonishment and wonder. How does she know so much about the future of my class? What is in store for me? But my thoughts are inter- rupted once more by the sound of fleeting horses hoofs plus a thundering noise. All of a sudden Ann Ober appears-and disappears-and reappears: Woe, Ace ! Instead of catching the phobia for airplane driving, Ann has invented aluminum wings for her horse. When going a long distance, she equips the sacred animal with wings, and after landing lon all foursl, de- taches them just as easily. But before l know it, Ann is cantering off into the distance-finally off the globe. My attention was averted for a moment, until I heard a voice say, Press the flesh, keed . There were Kathleen Huggins and Thelma Griffin shakings hands in the renewal of an old high school acquaintance. Both are students at Lois Ann Iohnson's Liberal Academy -a school where any- thing can happen! Of course, both girls are getting along in years, but they'll surprise us any day now, by graduating. Lois Ann became the dean of women at L. A. as a result of her experience in H. S. student government. CHL. A. , by the way, was taken from Miss Iohnson's first two initialsl. The picture is fading-buzz, buzz-the whole town's talking! Bill Childs, in a hopeless the thought! attempt to crash the movies, has crowded Mickey Rooney right out of Hollywood! He's still starring in that Broadway hit, The Whole Town's Talking , which we all remember was cast at P. P. H. S. in the spring of '46. Ah-Chester Binney! My Mate! My Man! Swing yer partner! tThe next scene is a peculiar onel. There's- Margie Watkins-and Grace Bradylw teaching youngsters the fine art of square dancing at Deckertown Central! -Whoopsie! The lights dead--another corfplete fade cut. But Swamie, there are only four more members cf my class left ! Ah-alright-free cf charge, I shall lay down facts, merely facts, about the four remaining persons . l see leanne House as seamstress for Shirley Temple tl don't know her married name! and Laura Leach, B.A., M.A., Ph. D., working on her latest degree ther MBSJ. The last scene which presents itself in the Magic Ball is a court martial. Seated at the witness stand is Midge Velie-her wits on end-her nerves on edge-her lawyer gone! Cotter Cthe big cheese! is getting a drink! He enters

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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!

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now-the judge makes a statement. This is the issue which has been brought before the jury: Shall we make West Point a co-ed schoo1 ? That was the question-to be or not to be! We're right where we started from-the Latsyrhc Hab a blank-the swami rich-and me broke! 4The Endl. M. G. Velie.