Parker High School - La Reata Yearbook (Parker, AZ)

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:4?fz .- I SAT AT THE BAR sipping a ginger ale, watching TV. Next came the Sports Cavalcade. Tonight the Heap was billed to wrestle Cargantua. The Heap entered the ring with a mask over his face. Gargantua entered the ring. They got the preliminaries over with and began wrestling. The Heap threw Gargantua against the ropes. In the end The Heap won, but before he got Gargantua down, his mask was pulled off. The Heap was none other than Bob Langendorf. He was about to make a speech when someone changed the channel so I went up to my room. As I stood waiting for the elevator a sly looking young man came up to me. Hsst! Want a hot tip on a fast horse?,' I turned around and ignored him. He stood for a long time telling me about the odds on this horse. He was a fast talker. I ended up giving him S5 to put on Duck Soup. He took theeiive dollars and as he walked away I suddenly remembered where I had seen him before. It was Fred Russell. After dinner as I sat listening to the radio a knock came at my door. I opened. it and there stood Fred. He handed me 3200. Duck Soup had won by six lengths. The jockey, Reba Powell, fainted at the finish line. So Reba was a jockey. Well, well. Fred left at nine-thirty. As I closed the door behind him I heard a shout and some laughter. Then someone knocked at the door again. I opened it and there stood Fred with a rich looking woman. Rufina Bernal! I nearly passed out. She came in and sat down. She was in Texas to check on her oil wells. Her husband, aged 100, had died a year ago and she had been on a tour of the World since then. She told me she was taking art lessons from Beverly Bloomfield, who was now drawing a comic strip for the New York Times and was illustrating magazine covers and stories. s I had always wondered how Ernie Campas would make out. Rufina said the last she had heard, he was working for the British government in Hong Kong. We stayed up till nearly dawn talking over old times and then we Went down and ate breakfast. As we sat waiting to place our orders a tired looking woman with four children came in and sat down. I recognized her immediately as Arlene Holmes. We told her to leave the kids at her table and come eat with us. She came over and sat down. She told us she was in Texas to check on her husband. He was drilling for oil. After breakfast everybody went to the airport with me to see me off on my return journey to Washington. As the plane took off, I looked out the window and a tear came to my eye. Would I ever see my schoolmates again? -24-

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