Prospect High School - Tum Tum Yearbook (Prospect, OR)

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NAME Dee Virginia Hazel Eva Elinor Claude Bennie Lee Betty Ray Arleigh Dee Virginia Hazel Eva Elinor Claude Bennie Lee Betty Ray Arleigh 11 ll ll 11 ll ll I1 ll ll ll ll ll Ain't that a d SENICDAR NCDNSENCE NICKNAME Snivel Ginny Babe Kitten Sis Foxy Benjie Plush Batty Romeo Lout Censored Oh, tooeyl Are you kidding? You cute kidl ll Are you sure? Hey, Stupel Dad-gum-it Og!!! Go jump in the lake! You farmer'. Amazing deduction! AMBITION To be a pilot To be a nurse or chemist To be an Air WAC or Cadet Nurse To get married Dietician Farmer Cat driver Own a car To graduate To be a man Be an officer in the Navy Working on my car Trying to get out of work Sleeping in classes Writing letters Traveling, cooking Wrecking cars Keeping my Ford running Keeping early lmorningl hours Blushing Sleeping Telling jokes J

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C EVA L. FREY Girls' League, 2-3-4, Class Sec'y., 3, Sec'y. of Student Body, 4, Carnival Queen, 35 Nite Club, 3-4, Billy's First Date, 3, Act Your Age, 3, Everything Happens to Us, .4. GLENN R. FAIRCHILD Football, l-2-3-4. 6 CLAUDE C. TURNER Basketball, 2 - 3 - 4, Baseball, 2-3, Football, 3-4, Letterman, 3-4, Act Your Age, 3, Everything Happens to Us, 4, Sec'y. Let- termen's Club, 4. WILLIAM L. CUSHMAN Everything Happens to Us, 4, Sextet,4, Nite Club, 4.

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sizmioa imopnecv As we gaze into the crystal ball and penetrate in- to the future, we observe the scientific city of Urania, far advanced in all fields of science compared to the present day. We find ourselves idling down our smocket ia small rocketl to about IOO miles per hour. We land on the roof of our plastic, revolving with the sun to get the full effect, apartment. We descend by means of an escalator and get there in time to hear the telephone ring and immediately realize that it is father, cause it plays How Dry I Am . By means of television we contact the Rocket Cab Company and by the time we have switched off the television, our cab is waiting. We ascend into the depths of overstuffed seats and relax in the lapse of time it takes us to get to Mrs. Elinor Ajou's, the for- mer Elinor Mee ithis is a case of you and Mee getting marriedl luxurious residence Csome relation to residuel. We thank the cab driver for his conservative and slow driving, only going 20 miles per minute, We give him the sc0tchman's tip of our hat. Then as he takes off his dust filter mask, we recognize LEE CUSHMAN. What? A man? No a surprise! That's Lee for you-surprising. We indulge in a short con- versation but both must be on our way, but, we get on our feet instead and travel on lour feeti. As we press the door button, a trap door opens under us and we slide down a shoot and emerge in the back yard confronting a sign reading thus: No Peddlers AI- lowed . We, therefore, try the servant entrance. We meet the large cook who asks us our business. Oh, you must be the laundry man . And, without further introductioin, shows us the large pile of laundry disregarding our weak protests. Then the Mistress takes steps toward the freeing of her cat to the outdoors. We pick the laundry, so big we can't see around it, and start towards where we think the door is. Our calculations are a bit hazy, though, because we col- lide with an unexpected obstacle, and the laundry isn't the only thing that piles up, Fighting our way out of this mass, we come face to face with ELINOR and are recognized. We are shown the utmost courtesy and chat for a time. But we must hurry on to see more of our former classmates, so we bid a pleasant adieu and make our way towards a drug store. And ask for a nomaceti- cacidester of salicylic acid, otherwise known as aspirin. And who should wait on us but DEE NEVILLE, the soda jerk. Since Dee was the druggist,' we talked over old times over a sundae. As we start to leave the drug store we meet one of Iife's greatest problems, ARLEIGH ANDERSON. He is now a well known comedian. He informs us that he hasn't time to chat because he has to hurry to a broadcast. At this informatioin, we turn our television set in our smocket which has arrived by remote control. We see and hear the announcer as follows: Ladies and Gentlemen, I now present America's No. I sweater girl, EVA FREY. Say Hello to the folks, Eva. Hello iclap clap? applaud!! Thank you, Eva . And now, ladies and gents, I present Ethelbert Oglethorpe iscream - s c r e a mi, I will now sing the Sheephearder's Blues, or, There'll Never be Another You . lmore screams and swoonsl. We recognize Ethelbert Oglethorpe as RAY MULLEN. 8 As we look out of the window of our smocket, we see a farmer plowing his field in triangles, We con- sider the source and let it pass for it is CLAUDE TURNER iIt's his idea of contour plowingi. We came to the forest lands and come down to watch the logging operations. Even in this age of plastics, wood is a vital element to mankind. As we watch, something nudges us from behind and we turn around to find a bulldozer which has sneaked up behind us under cover of the donkey engines. Who should be driving the cat but BENNIE ASH. He was in too much of a hurry to finish his work ,so I didn't get to communicate with him long, but made a short dinner date tonight to talk over old times. We now transverse to sunny California--drip, drip fwhere When it Rains, it Pours, or Bring Out the Life Boat, Mammy, I think it's going to sprinkle . We alight on the Dude Ranch of HAZEL SHOUGH. A big reception committee comes out to meet us, namely, Hazel. But all kidding aside, she looks as fit as a fiddle and just as high strung. Rounding a corner of a building, I ran into a brick wall, no, it couIdn't have been a brick wall cause it fell down and so did I. I helped her up-and who do you suppose it was-VIRGINIA RIDGEWAY. What are you doing here, Virginia? I'm a photographer for the Daily Owl. If the news isn't hot, we don't give a hoot! ' You sure got a line . When did they let you out? Oh, ever since I got left out . We now wind my way back towards my smocket and as I'm about to get in, a gruff voice commands: Hey, you get out of there . I turn around and confront GLENN FAIRCHILD, an Army Sarge. How about a ride back to the big city ?i' Sure , A few seconds later we arrive in the big city. l got to get back to camp, so I got'a leave. So- long . Guess that covers the class of '45-no, wait a minute-who's that coming down the street with I3 little kids hanging on her-Why, it's BETTY NEW- BURN! Before we can reach her, she turns in to a large modern house. We rush up to the door and ring the bell. The door opens and there is Betty. Hello, Betty . Hello, I'm sure glad to see you . Were those all your chiIdren ? No, I'm a governess here . Oh, well, I must be going. My dinner is probably ready . And so ends a busy day in the future. All kidding aside, the class of '45 has shown them- selves worthy of graduating from P H S and set a high ideal for the Senior Classes to come. The pro- phecy is all sort of kidding, but in reality, whatever profession each choose, I'm sure they will be success- ful as they were in P H Sl The Happy Ending