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

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I had been noticing quite a few signs advertising the best boarding house in town. Finally I came to that superlative structure and who do you suppose was running it? Why Phyllis Lake and Rosalind Carey, of course. Believe me, they have the best home-cooked meals in town. My wanderings have brought me back to the main street now, and I see some different shops, now. First of all, I noticed a quaint sign, Downy Rest, lnnerspring Mattresses proprietor, Patty Ann Hassenplug. I went in and talked to Pat for a little while, and I noticed that she seemed excited. Finally she asked me if I had seen the latest issue of Better Houses and Plots, and I told her that I hadn't. She was excited because the girl she roomed with had written an article about neat and clean housekeeping. Make a guess who it was. Why our own Velma Cole, of course! Flash! The Pink Pansy Bandit the D. A. was hunting has just been found. He turned out to be none other than lack Smith. It seems he went berserk trying to finish that Senior Will and Prophecy on time. He never quite recovered and was always playing practical jokes on Caroline and other people. Another of the new stores I saw, was the Elite Dress Shop. I went in there and saw to my surprise, Lois Iohnson and Shirley Keach. Vifhen they feel like it, they sell their creations to the big department stores in New York City. Mostly, however, they save their stunning creations for their old classmates to wear. The girls had one queer hat there that I noticed, and I asked them what it was for. They said that it had an installed pocket to carry a leash, which the wives could snap onto their husbands, to keep them from running away. Two doors down the street, I saw the sign, Elocution Lessons inquire within. So, I inquired within, Cbeing a trusting soull and I found Barbara Gaiss. She plans shortly to begin a series of discussions about the country on the subject Learn to read. You too, can be happy. If this tour is a success Barbara plans to go on a world-wide speaking tour. Finally, I came to the circus that was in town, and it was there that I gained the biggest surprise of the entire trip. There was Charmaine Claxton, leading the parade in her drum majorette costume. It was really worth a second look, tool After the parade, I asked her how she happened to join the circus. Then she told me Cin strictest confidencel that she had promised to marry two men back home. She couldn't marry two men because that would be bigamy, so she decided to run away. The beautiful and skilled bareback rider in the circus was Audrey Hi--yo Crumm. 'I-ler love of horses and different men caused her to become a performer in the circus, because of its constantly shifting location. In the circuses, they no longer have Lucky Teeter, they now have Skillful Baird. He specializes in the wrecking of old station wagons. He comes roaring off a ramp twenty feet high, sticks out his arms on each side of the car, flies along a bit and then hits the ground. Then the car blows up, catapaults him out of the seat for a distance of about two thousand feet and th-en he comes floating down on a parachute. Quite an act, eh? Coming out of this circus, I looked across the street and saw a store that bought and sold music. Out in front ,is the sign- Piano Lessons with the slogan, You bring them in, we'1l teach them no matter what the cost to

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is the head Pharmacist, that's swell. I was afraid that he might be a coke slinger. Proceeding from the drug store, I see the District Attorney's officeg and look at the name on the door! George Robinson, Mr. D.A. The people around here tell me that he has made every one of his cases a conviction. He must be a tough man to come up against. Remember how he could argue. I hear that he is Working on a tough case now, called the Pink Pansy Case. Someone stole all of Caroline Knapp's rare pink pansies from her flower bed. That ought to be worth a ten-year sentence in the big-house, hadn't it, Mr. D. A.? Look out for that big trailer truck! It nearly ran over you! Say the name on that truck looks familiar. The sign on it says, The Tucker, Blen- cowe, and Harris Trucking Co. I always suspected that those three would get together and make up a good business organization. Rumors are going around that Charles, Howard and Eathel have a contract to carry all the produce for the LeValley Chemical Works. There's a new kind of shop down the street. lt's a shoe shop, but it sells a different kind of shoes than most of us wear. The proprietor. Fred Casterline, caters only to short people. I-Ie sells the Casterline Elevator Shoe. The secret of success, Fred tells me is that you have to be in the same predicament as your customers. A tall person won't succeed in the elevator shoe business. Yes, you too, can be tall when you go out with that six-foot girly don't wear stilts, wear Casterline's Elevator Shoes. Down the street farther, I stopped in to see a concert being presented by the Indianapolis Symphony Orchestra. It was notable that everybody in it had brown hair except the people who lived in our town, Senior Class, '47. There were three people: Georgia Dode Cross, Ruth Red Tillman, and Dick Goldilocks Conoverinsky. Dode Cross was blowing her trom- bone so hard that her golden tresses were blowing about from the excess air coming out of her ears. Redhead Number two is Ruth Tillman, and her tinkling flute. It seems that Clancy runs the drug store in between the times when Red is out on concert tours. Our third red-head is Goldilocks Con- over, the added the insky to go with his position, for he is the conductor of this orchestral. Yes, we see him on the podium with his flaming locks. He is a long hair, now, and he almost looks the part. Well, about this time, I decided I would visit the residential section of town. I walked about three blocks ,when I suddenly saw a beautiful house, with a large fence around it and a sign stating, Riverside Rambler's Rest . There was a line of men who seemed eager to get into the place. Inside were the five Riverside Beauties: Margaret Cook, Beverly Abbott, Pat House, and Helen and Eleanor Durkin. You would think that they were the Five Magnets from the way the men were attracted to the house. You know, there's something queer over that way. Look at the big building in back of that small house. Ah! There's a sign over the door. The Andrew's and Reed Soap Works. I can plainly see that Dolores and Sally haven't forgotten some of their old chemistry. tFor you non-chem students, that's what they loved to make when they were in Chemistry! I had heard of the Andreed Soap Products, but I never thought they would be doing that. From all this walking I'm getting hungry. I believe I'll go into that small grocery store and get something to eat. There's the storekeeper and it's Caroline Knapp. Caroline tells me that for a hobby, she now raises flowers. Recently she had some rare pansies stolen from her garden, and she said that the District Attorney was working on the case. Say, I almost forgot that I was here for something to eat. There's some good-looking cookies over there Cno, not that kindl that I think I'll buy. Notice the label on them, packaged by the Smith and Cutler Baking Co. Could that be Wilma and Betty? Well, even if they did make them, the cookies are pretty good. When I was in the store, I happened to notice a very nice bungalow across the street and I asked Caroline whose it was. She said that Florence Miller lived there. Suddenly it dawned on me who that was. It was Florence Cross who had been married to Tom Miller.

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you. After inquiring Within about this form of slavery, I found out that maestro, Philip Wilson, along with Professor William Thompson have gone into business with each other and are having a success. Phil teaches them the music, along With his playing in Carnegie Hall, and Bill takes the deviltry out of them before they go in to see the maestro Well all dreams must come to an end, sooner or later. A glass of extremely cold Water was the undoing of my dream and believe me, what a terrible ending. Anyhow, you have gained a pre-View of our lives and so judge yourselves accordingly. For the sake of the World's sanity, don't lead the lives that We have Written about.