Roseville High School - Rosette Yearbook (Roseville, OH)

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“Neither, it’s Karen Moody Chrisley; right now she is trying to talk her way out of a traffic ticket.” “Isn’t the man singing at the radio station Jim Foglesong?” “Yes, Jim has become a crooner; his latesthits are “Love Me Always” and “I’ll Always Be Loved.” Down there is Marilyn Henry, She sells portable birdhouses. “Say, Marilyn, who would want to buy a portable birdhouse?” “Are you serious? A bird, they’re forever moving north and south.” “Say, it looks like a wreck up ahead on that super highway!” “No, that is just Ronnie Bryan’s Model “T” Ford. It has two wooden wheels, a tireless tube, and one peg leg. It’s also a little out-dated.” “Who owns that big ranch with all those cattle? Must be a pretty important man.” “It is owned by a lady, Pat Heim; she has two-thousand cattle and eight boy friends.” Say, there is Hollywood. Look, it’s Don Pettit, the head of the Secret Squadron. He’s just now admit¬ ting Carol Sue Bush, the famous ice skater, into the Secret Squadron’s Hall of Fame. She drinks Ovaltine. Look down there at that night club. That man on the stage is Jim Hammers; he sings rock and roll. I’ll bet he sure wows the girls. My, just look at all the celebrities. There is Dari McHenry, a star of the new television horse opera “Trigger Finger”; over there is Gene Cannon, star of the great motion picture “The Last of the Long¬ fellow”; and there’s Sharroll Hammer. “No, she’s not an actress; she carries off dead Indians after the studio shoots a western.” “Over there, we see a beauty contest is in progress. The judges seem to be having a hard time pick¬ ing a winner. Why, no wonder, the two top contestants are the Inman Twins. You know, I never could tell June from Joy either.” There is Disneyland. Dave Hammers is vacationing here. He is presently employed as a salesman of winter sporting goods. He sells hot water bottles, ankle wraps, arm slings, leg casts, and pain pills. “Look’s like a convention over there. Isn’t that Steve Hendrickson standing on the speaker’s plat¬ form?” “Well, what do you know the convention has just elected him president. Steve Hendrickson, Presi¬ dent of the Baker’s Union. Congratulations, Steverino. ” Now, as we start across the broad Pacific Ocean, we see a ship cruising through the blue ocean waves. Why, Terry King is the captain. “Hey Terry, your ship is sinking!” “And why not, it’s a submarine.” Look, there is a woman marooned on that desert island. It’s Trena Kinnan. “Trena, how did you get out here?” “It wasn’t easy, but with the aid of a strong wind and weak boat I managed.” Now we approach Hawaii. Just listen to that Hawaiian music. The natives are canoeing out into the bay to meet a tourist ship: “Say, who’s the wise guy in the spt uboat? You guessed it; it’s Bill Carpen¬ ter.” After a long journey, we come to a cold, wind swept mountain side. Here we find Marsha Auer and Nancy Crippen. These two fearless souls are attempting to become the first persons to ski down Mount Kilimanjaro. “Watch that first jump, it’s a douze.”

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CLASS PROPHECY “Around the World -in Eighty Days”, isn’t that a beautiful song and a wonderful motion picture, too? Wouldn’t it be exciting to take such a trip? Well, just pretend a few years have passed. Now it is the year 1970. Sheldon Wahl and Jon Cas- sady are attempting such a trip. Say, there is room for one more passenger in the huge basket under the balloon. Why don’t you come along? Off we go! Look down, there is Washington D. C. We see Sharon Eveland; she is in the White House. Congratulations, Sharon, we knew you could do it. Yes, we all knew that someday you would be the presi¬ dent’s housekeeper. There is Norma Szuch, she is married to a Congressman. Next year she plans to run against him in the primaries. Now, we’re over the region called the Piedmont Belt. Down there are vast acres of fertile land. Why, there’s Ellen Work. She has become a hard working pea-picker. Bless her pea-pickin’ heart. Isn’t that a colorful sight? It’s a tobbacco auction. Just listen to that auctioneer! Isn’t she going to town? Why, it’s Annie Cummings, can you beat that? Ah, there is a football game going down below in that big stadium. Boy! Look at that right half¬ back grind out the yardage! They know him best as the “Blue Rock Block-Buster”; his real name is Willis Goins. Why, there is our old school house. Let’s drop in on the new superintendent, Larry McGee. Well, I guess they’re not having school today. It is a national holiday. Groundhog’s Day. Well, there is our old home room teacher, Mrs. Mace. ‘‘Hi, Mrs. Mace. Are you still teaching school?” “No, I have a job in the McCraken Candy Kitchens in Cambridge, Ohio.” “Say, who owns that little Pizza Shop on the west side of town?” “I guess it belongs to Virginia Musser. She also sells stomach pills.” “Isn’t that Roy Launders getting out of that big limousine in front of that swanky hotel?” “Yes, haven’t you heard? He found uranium in his dad’s coal mine.” Well, it’s nice to see that at least one high school couple have got married. Yes, Shirley Lander- man and David Ashford are happily married, but not to each other. Say, isn’t that Sue Ungemach’s beautiful house over there? It shines like a brand new silver dollar. “Sue, how do you keep your house so clean?” “It’s so easy when you use Lestoil.” “See that small cemetery at the edge of town where the funeral is taking place? Isn’t that the under¬ taker Charles Moore?” “Sure, it is. You know he can proudly boast that nine out of ten stiffs prefer to take their last ride in his souped-up hearse.” “Say, did that billboard back there say there was wrestling tonight at the fair grounds?” “Sure, it said “Dirty Dorothy to fight the “Cat Lady” tonight. Don’t let the names fool you; really they are old classmates of ours, Dorothy Dozer and Donna Kane.” “Hey, is that lady on the corner below us selling something or running for mayor?”

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As we enter the dark jungles at the foot of the mountains, we see a group of natives dancing around a fire. “Isn’t that white girl in the leopard skin Dixie Barbour?” “Yes, she has come to Africa to visit her cousin Sheena.” Aren’t those big game hunters down there Charles Kissick and Galen Thompson? “Hey, fellows, what are you hunting? Mushrooms! Well, I guess they are having a bad season.’’ “Did you hear that blood curdling cry? Was it the cry of a beast at bay?’’ “No, just Larry Carr advertising his trading goods. He operates a malt shop on the east side of the jungle.” “Isn’t that girl by the tropic river Linda Savage? Yes, she came to the jungle for a reunion with the savages there abouts. As we proceed farther into the jungles, we find that the monsoons have begun. All the natives have been flooded out of their homes. Wait a minute, isn’t that Terry Lloyd? “Hey, Terry, what are you doing now?” “Oh, I’m head of the Flood Control Commission in this area.” As we again approach the sea, we sight two skin divers swimming in a quiet pool of water near the ocean. They are Alice McConnell and Julia Malfe. “Hey, girls, why don’t you go dive in the ocean?’’ “Why don’t you go jump in the lake?” Now we come up on a vast desert. We see a lone man trudging through the hot sands. It’s John Wat¬ kins, the professional golfer. I’ll bet that is the biggest sand trap he has ever been in. Isn ' t that Charles Stri ckler down there by the oasis? Say, Charles, what are you doing in the middle of the desert? Is that where I am? You know, I thought this was an awfully small swimming pool to have such a big beach.” Ah, gay Paree with its gay enchanting ways. “Say doesn’t that cancan dancer down there look fam¬ iliar?” “Why, yes, it’s Linda Crane. Her stage name is FiFi of France.” Isn’t that girl, who just became the first person to swim the Atlantic Ocean non-stop from New York to Paris, Barbara Reid? Congratulations Barbara, here’s hoping you can make it back. Now we are going over Russia, watch yourself. Say, why is everyone so happy down there? What’s that? Gary Woods, the famous international rocket expert, has just blasted Bulatov into an orbit around the moon. As we pass over the North Pole, we see that a small factory has been built in that icy terrain. On the roof in big red letters it says “Max Toth’s Cold Pills and we do mean COLD.” Our balloon is picked up on the radar screen of a radar station as we approach Canada. A jet inter- cepter plane is sent out to investigate our strange craft. The pilot is Lowell Meredith. “Don’t shoot, Lowell, we’re friendly! That’s it, just run over us.” Farther down in Canada we find an Indian Reservation. Well, there is Brenda Folden. “Say, Brenda, when did you become an Indian Squaw?” “When I married the fire chief.” Isn’t that Sandra Moody and her husband? Yes, I guess it is. They own a small potato farm in Maine. “Tell us, Sandra, are you raising any children?” “NO, just maine-ly potatoes.