Rock Creek High School - Aceonean Yearbook (Huntington, IN)

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7 Qflaaa Epfnphsrra Two members of the class of 54 decided we would take a small trip in this great year of 1963. We decided to visit the members of the Class of 1953 that graduated from R. C. H. S. ten years ago. We climbed into our Flying Ace and traveled to good old R. C. H. S.: and, much to our surprise, whom did we see washing windows, but our former classmate-Frank Crago. We talked for awhile when his trustee wife, Cformer Lois Geigerj, told him to get busy or he wouldn't get his allowance. As we started to go, a man with a long beard stopped us: and, who do you suppose he was? He was our brain, professor Rodger Brumbaugh. He said he was taking Professor Einsteins place as soon as he taught the first grade how to make H-bombs. His wife, the former Joyce Perry, and their three atoms he said were doing fine. As we drove on we went by the Stalantic Ocean fRock Creek, Creekj We saw a small boy playing with a little boat in that large ocean. We chatted and asked whom his father was. To our astonishment it was Maridith Lahr. Mert came up just then and he showed us over his ocean liner, Queen Peggy. After looking over the small shop, we bade him goodbye and took off toward Huntington, Indiana. As we were speeding along, a trooper stopped us with a gruff voice that shattered our windshield. To our amazement it was another classmate, Tom Grove. We chatted and asked him how he ever got so big and burly. His remark was, I eat Wheaties and drink Hadacol. He let us go ong so, when we got to Huntington, we decided to visit the zoo. We stopped to see the monkeys. There, not to our sur- prise, was another member of the class. Dean Broyles, feeding the monkeys. We stood there gossiping with him when ten men in white took him back to his cage, a pure mistake. We were again walking down the street in good old Huntington, Indiana, when Carroll Hand, another classmate, stopped us to chat. He said he was doing fine. Secretly he has a hot rod shop and is making millions. We asked about his former buddy, Allen Tribolet, Carroll said handsome Allen and his wife fMarie Fishery were sweeping Hollywood. Another remark was, The broom cost a dollar too. Carroll told us he had to be going because he didn't want Shirley and the dozen little Hands waiting dinner on him. Mentioning dinner reminded us it was time to eat. We were starved so we stopped at Tony's Drive To our surprise Tony Jiosa was the owner. His remark was that the only way he could get a girl was to hire her to workin his Drive Inn. Hired as his chief waitress was another classmate, Norma Kocher. BLACKSMITH SHOP R. C. MCGUFFEY KL SON Furniture -Funeral Director-Monuments Markle Markle, Ind.

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Class Prophecy Continued: She had just returned from the Wacs and had decided to settle down with Ralph and raise a family. As we were eating, we noticed a Cadillac with a blonde beauty-to us, Barba Fox -getting extra attention. We said hello, but she snobbishly ignored us. We found out from Tony that she married Play Boy Bill McCain and was living in society. After eating we strolled down the street past a cocktail lounge. There to our amazement was Terry Meier, a confirmed drunkard, still drowning his sorrow in a beer over losing Shirley ten years ago. He told us to beat it so he could hic get another drink. So we left him with his sorrow. We then decided to go to Markle, Indiana. Stopping at the Michaels Locker , we asked about Sharon, the brain in the class. Her dad said that she was still at Ball State. After making several attempts to catch a man but failing to do so, she has decided to settle down with her cat. They also told us Rolland Smith was minister at their church, so we decided to drop in on them. There Rolland and his wife, Esther Pugh Smith, and their three children were singing hymns. They asked us to stay for the service, but we had to get along with our business. We drove out of Markle and stop- ped for a tomato truck. In the truck we saw Donna Kersey, former Donna Sparks, and her eight children. She said they all were very happy and fat as ever. Then as we drove on we stopped in the huge metropolis of Plum Tree to get some gas. Who do you think was the attendant? None other than our girl lover, Jerry Smith. He said he was married to former Virginia Hall and had two little Smiths. Now as the day draws to a close, and as we salute the class of 1953 of Rock Creek High, your fellow Juniors say Goodbye. By Peggy Kocher and Betty Platt ARTHUR ZIMMERLEE Custom Slaughtering Ma jenica