Plentywood High School - Treasure Chest Yearbook (Plentywood, MT)

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CLASS PROPHECY After driving around the city of Raymond for sometime, I finally arrive at the Blue Flamingo Inn owned by Russell Fink, who has sent invitations to all the members of the class of ’53 for a reunion. As my Cadillac limousine comes to a stop, the doorman, John Becker, escourts me into the lobby where I am greeted by Glenola Klofstad, wife of a wealthy farmer near Westby. Glenola, who is acting as hostess, proceeds to direct me to the dining hall, but we find we must work out way through a group of boys. Why, there I see George Munson, who I am told, is raising race horses to run in the Santa Anita events. There is Dale McCoy who tells me he is a carpenter very skilled in the making of dog houses. Standing in the doorway I also see Dick Anderson, the new coach at PHS with his little blonde wife from the class of ’54. Entering the dining room, I find I am seated next to Lloyd Anderson, now a chemist for the Rockefeller Foundation, and Dale Long, who has taken Mr. Goetz’s place as principal at PHS. Across from me I am pleasantly sur- prised to see Sylvia Johnson and Vivian Brenteson. Sylvia, it seems, is now a private secretary for Lloyd Anderson and Vivian is a beauty operator who works in Antelope while her husband farms. There I see Dean Glover, now an architect who has become quite famous. As a matter of fact, it was he who designed the Blue Flamingo for Russell. Here come Robert Askelson, Melvin Jensen, and Richard Shoal who are employed at the City Cafe in Plentywood. Bob is chief cook and Melvin and Richard are employed as tasters. The music begins to play and I seem to recognize the orchestra leader. Why, of course, it is Bill Peterson. Judy Goodman now comes out to sing a solo, “Billy Boy”, for us. After our solo Russell rises to make a few announcements. First, Ronnie Christensen was unable to attend the gathering as he is now a very busy phy- sician in Rochester, Minnesota, and couldn’t possibly leave his patients for any length of time. Second, Duane Schnittgen was also unable to make it as he is kept very busy pitching for the Yankees. Now who is this? Why, it’s Marie Hagen who has flown up from Penn- sylvania in one of Donald Anderson’s planes. Donald now owns the Trans- continental Airlines which operate between New York and San Francisco via Raymond. Looks like we have a few late comers too. Here are Marian Clark, Arlene Iverson, and Joyce Kanning. Arlene is now a nurse in a psychopathic ward and Marian is a stenographer for the Great Falls Bottling Company. Joyce, it seems, spends her time in Hollywood modeling hats. Here comes Frank Heisler, the owner of the Raymond Cocktail Lounge. He tells me he lounges while his wife works. With him is a number of boys: Ralph Becker, Richard Thorson, Franklin Lund, and Lowell Ator. Ralph has become a very prosperous rancher who keeps Lowell very busy as he is a veterinary. Richard, I am told, is now editor of the New York Times. Looks like he is always on the job too. Right now he is doing his best to get a story from Frank as he is the owner of the “Moaern Hot Rod Manu- facturing Company” in Detroit. Well, look who comes now. It’s Bob Quam, our twenty year man. It seems he went to college on the ROTC plan hoping to become a geologist. However, he decided that he liked the army so well that he’d stick it out for twenty years hoping to become a general. Oh, dear, I hadn’t noticed the time and I really must be going. It was nice meeting all my old friends again, but now I must leave. My husband, in his position as Major, has developed a terrible temper, so I must be back at Santa Barbara on time or he will be furious.