Poling High School - Cornerstone Yearbook (Bryant, IN)

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and raising cattle. He asked what I was doing here. When I told him, he said he had been having some rustling trouble and found the rustled cattle tracks leading off into the forest, he also said that he thought that it was the same gang that I was looking for. We drove back to Maxes Ranch the Rocking Charlene fnamed after an old flamej left the car there, and set out on horses. After following the tracks for about two hours, we ran into a forest ranger. We fotmd to our surprise that they were our old friends, Larry C avanaugh, and Dick. Dick said that we were the first humans that they, and their wives, Rosalie Miller and Bonnie Murphy, had seen since they moved into the woods over five years ago. Being in a hurry to find the rustlers, we moved on. We hadn't gone over five or six miles, when we came upon a corral containing the gangs horses, and the rustled cattle tied up along side of the corral was my old friend Jim Alberson. I started to un- tie him but thought again, and decided to leave him where he was. So I left him and started making my way toward the cabin. About ten yards from the cabin, I crawled on my hands and knees cautiously up to the cabin, and peared through the window. What did I see but the sheriff of Poling, Dave Shoemaker, holding a gun on four masked men! Max and I went in and Dave instructed me to remove the gangs masks. Upon removal of the masks revealed, much to my astonishment, Larry Miller, Patil Smith, Dick Norris, and the gang leader, Charles Rowles. I also found out that I im Alberson, the man who was tied up out at the corral was also in the gang. Dave had captured him on the way up to the cabin. When we reached the jail we met Dave's lovely wife, the former Pat Isch, and their three lovely children, Tom, Dick, and Harriet. My name is Sam Shovel, Private Eye. I came equipped, rod, holster, keys, and that gorgeous blonde on my lap is standard equipment with me. But now I can work in peace now that I know that all my friends from Poling are safe. 3 ,l?4?a lla -2 ff:-:cgi lil? : -i al - L. 1 . -.je ii llfz 1 N... f 10

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Senior Class Prophecy: My name is Sam Shovel, Private Eye. I came equipped, rod, holster, keys, and that gorgeous Blonde sitting on my lap, is standard equipment with me. One day while smooch --- Oh, --- er, I mean while dictating to my secretary, I got a phone call from my old friend from Poling High School, Dick Enochs. He said he was in trouble and needed my help. So I jumped into my last years Cadillac, and headed toward Poling, flying low. When I arrived I got quite a surprise. Poling, a prosperous little town of 1800 res- idents was deserted. I looked around a little, and finding nothing, was about to leave when Dick called out to me. There he, and his wife, the former Annette Mills, stood over four graves. They said that they belonged to two of my oldest and dearest friends, Larry Snyder, and his wife, the former Betty Moser, and their two children. I found that they had been killed in a train wreck caused by a murderous gang of out- laws which had also caused people to move from Poling. I took an oath over Larry and Betty's graves, that I would track that gang down if it was the last thing I ever did. Dick told me that one of my old buddies lived out at his own airport, so I decided to drive out. In about ten minutes, I arrived at Myers Ship Strip, owned and operated by Bill Myers and his wife, the former Janice Straley. I looked into a hanger, and who did I see but Marjorie Bickel, and Sally Runyon, overhauling one of Bills many planes. They told me that they, and their husbands, Larry Miller and Trenton Smith were em- ployed by Bill as Mechanics. I walked to the house, knocked on the door, and who should answer but Paul Harris, Bill's chief butler. I asked to see Bill, but he said he was out flying with his three sons, and wouldn't be back until evening. So I left to see ifl could find some more of my old friends while looking for leads, as to the where abouts of the gang. While flying low back to town, I saw a farmer walking down the road. I found to my surprise that it was my old buddie, Max Blowers. I stopped to talk to him and found that he had married the former Barbara Foltz, and was now farming 40,000 acres, W 9

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7 Class History Jr In September 1945 twenty -six frightened and excited little folks filed into Miss Simmon's room L for the first time to become a part of the crowd known as the Poling School student body. k In our first year the roll was answered by Sally Runyon, Donnie and Ronnie Myers, Marjorie Bickel, Robert Myers, Edna McClintic, Ray Hunt, Barbara Foltz, Patty Isch, Larry Cavanaugh, An- Q4 nette Mills, Janet Stocker, Betty Moser, James Alberson, Max Blowers, David Shoemaker, Janice Straley, Larry Snyder, Bill Myers, Larry Taylor, Charles Rowles, Richard Cain, Jackie James, Bobby I Moore, and Peggy Updike. J In our second year we hopped along into Mary's room to try to increase our knowledge. We gained Richard Enochs, Joyce Illiff, Lewis Montgomery, Patricia Bricker, Phillip Bundsold, Paul Smith. We lost Ray Hunt, Patricia Bricker, Peggy Updike, and Ronald and Donald Myers. Y 'I ln our third year we were delighted to move on to a new room. We gained Joyce Bright, Joseph Louks, Paul Harris, we lost Philip Bundsold, and Marjorie Bickel. In our fourth year we gained Larry Miller, Floyd Gaskill, while we lost Lewis Montgomery and K Joseph Louks. ln our fifth year, under the guidance of Fay Snyder, we gained Bonnie Murphy and lost Jackie A James and Bob Morre. Our sixth year found us with two new members, Barbara Newland and Barry Gibson, while we al- so lost two, Barbara Newland and Floyd Gaskill. 7 ln our seventh year as we quietly tiptoed into the assembly, we fotmd we had gained James Mc- Neal and Paul Ireland. In our eighth year we gained Janet Moore, Carmen Wenger, Roberta Edgington, and Rosalie Miller. Max Blowers and Sally Runyon were presented with the American Legion award. X As Freshmen we started the long climb through high school under the sponsorship of Clifford Settle. We gained Trenton Smith and lost Janet Morre and James McNeal. Our Sophomore year found us climbing on tractors and wagons gathering up paper -- what fun! We gained Richard Norris. Being Juniors we had much to look forward to, we worked hard under the direction of Mr. Town- send and presented a production called Beanes For Breakfast' which turned out to be a hugh suc- cess. The highlights of the year was a colorful Junior-Senior Reception and Junior-Senior Trip. We lost Roberta Edgington. As Seniors we are looking forward to becoming graduates. This year we presented our class play Gangway for Ghosts which turned out to be another hugh success. As Seniors we are looking forward to completing our school years and are looking forward to Baccalaureate and last of all Commencement when we hope we will hear -- well done.