Redford High School - Redford Yearbook (Detroit, MI)

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t Margie Bellenir, the sweet brownette lass you see playing the piano for the Senior Orchestra wants either to own a beauty shop of her own or be a beauty specialist. lf I have my own shop it's going to be very exclusive and luxurious, I hope, she says. As soon as she graduates, Margie plans to study the organ, which she loves but hasn't time to practice for, now. 'Nether fancied homebody is Gus Marks who says, l'll be married. have a small family, and be work- ing in a chemical laboratory. He is the peppy fellow with the black hair and wicked black eyes, whom you se on the basketball floor, football field, around the chem labs, or in a rattletrap Model T. Nan Henry, pretty Senior lassie with smiling blue eyes and taffy locks, said, Oh, I'1l probably be modeling or doing fashion illustration. Nan, or Hank as she is known to her friends, is an Aeolian, loves to dance, and likes to sketch swanky ladies. Dark little Pat Voigt with the friendly grin and quick manner, remarked, I hope l'm married by that time, which probably means that her time will be spent scraping burnt toast, hunting for friend husbancl's cuff-links which he is perpetually losing, and darning socks. PII probably be sitting in back of a big desk, with my foot up on it, smoking a fat black cigar, and taking life easy, said Howard Smith, that curly haired lad with the infectious grin and slow, easy way of moving. Barb Forrester chuckled, Still be trying to get out of this place, I guess. Although this pert Aeolian lassie and former Outpost staff writer has serious ambitions of being a nurse and also of breeding horses as a hobby. Ten years from now, I expect to be a crimin- ologist in some large city, preferably Detroit. I hope to have a family and an airplane of my own by then, too, replied Bob Crawford, blond R.O.T.C. and Senior Orchestra member. The plane part is logical since Bob has already started flying lessons. Photos by Shuptrlne

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IORS THI K? Photos by Shuptrine Ditch-digger or wall street banker, house- wife or career woman, what'll you be ten years from now?-was the question asked this term's crop of Seniors. And what did they answer? Well, most of them have high ambitions. Anyhow, we present for your consideration what some of our Seniors think they will be doing in ten years. Wee Jean Paine, half-pint member of Senior Forum and past secretary of Aeolians, said, Oh, I'l1 be secretary to somebody big in a large office with inch thick rugs and satin draperies . . . or, l'll be a laboratory technician. Ten years from now, hmm, drawled john Emery, Oh, I don't know, I might have my own band. -which wouldn't surprise us one bit for Jack not only plays clarinet in the Senior Band, Senior Orchestra, and the dance band, but he also plays outside of school in Tommy lVlaskill's dance band which is so popular with the high school crowd. Roberta Wurst blithely started, I want to be married and if l'm not . . . well, l'll probably be pounding a typewriter. Roberta is the sweetly smiling blonde you saw in the Senior Play, and in Vigilanti, French, and Footlights Clubs pictures. Peplpy friendly golfer and Student Council mem- ber, Bill Cox smiled and said, Ten years from now, I'1l be behind an office desk, president of a chain of pharmaceutical drug stores. Big shot, in other words . . . you know. I'll have to start at the bottom and work up, but by ten years I'l1 be able to just sit and watch everybody else work. Don't believe everything you read, though. Twinkly brown-eyed commencement speaker and Hi-Y member, Jim Ohmart who was accosted dur- ing his lunch period said, between gulps, Prob- ably be a dentist . . . have a little office . . . as a hobby, research engineering.

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Shuptrin What people do for fun,-anything from ping pong to painting, according to our cross section of Red- ford. And they know their stuff! A Somewhat past the age for play- ing with dolls is Marilyn Hale, l IB, but she has really gone into collect- ing them. Starting with an Indian doll when she was three, Marilyn has accumulated dolls 'n' dolls until she has about one hundred. The doll she holds in the picture is made of pink English Stafford- shire china and wears its original hand made bridal dress. The wo- man who owned the doll before Marilyn had it for ninety years and always called it Susan. Among her collection are a one hundred and fifty year old carved wooden doll, all of one inch high, a sacrificial Bali doll, a thirty-six inch likeness of Mary Todd Lincoln, and' a three hundred year old Mary Magdalene which was made bv ltalian nuns and hung in a church. This is your student announcer, Hal Neal, returning you to your third hour classes. That is one of the ways many Redfordites know l-lal Neal, IZA. He started radio work in the IIB with a March of Time tryout which was successful. -so successful that since then l-lal has participated in twenty Board of Education radio productions. ln addition to this work he broadcast over the P. A. system at the Cooley game, gave commercials through a loud-speaker for merchants in the Redford Shopping district last Christmas, and has had an audition for station WJLB. Hal plans to go on with his radio work at Michi- gan State College. fSee photo on right.,