Roseville High School - Rosette Yearbook (Roseville, OH)

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The year, 1975. The location. New York City, The event, maiden trip of the first atomic-powered train-mobile, invented by that fabulous transportation expert, J. O. Neff. This wonderful machine, the utmost in travelling comfort, is equipped with everything possible to accommodate the passengers’ every whim, which is the responsibility of June Henry and Rosemary Wentz, the hostess. On this trip, the train-mobile will make a complete tour of the United States, breaking all time records between cities so as to give ample time to the passengers to visit them. J. O. Neff and his guest, Eddie Mohler, are two of the passengers of this exciting trip, but there’s still plenty of room. Why not come along? Suddently the Engineer, Scoop Dupler, tells through the loud-speaker that all is ready, and off we go! First stop, Chicago, Illinois. No sooner said than done. ZOOM!! What was that? Jim Burner in one of his new fleet of hopped-up taxi cabs. Jim guarantees his customers the fastest ride to their destination that they ever had -- that is, IF they arrive at their destination! Is that who I think it is walking by the famous Rusnak, Inc., stockyards of Chicago? Yes, two of the Nations’ leading farmers, Bob Pettit and Bill Grubb, discussing the fine points of farming with Steve Rusnak, owner of the Stockyards. Bob has just invented a robot cow, but seems to behaving some trouble milking her. This does not dampen his enthusiasm a bit, however, and he claims that once this minor problem is licked, hay-feeding Bossies will become a thing of the past. What does that big barn across the street hold? Big bam? Why, that’s Patsy Riley’s Boarding House! She specializes in home-sick hog farmers who are fed up with the city. Her head clerk, Carilyn Henry, tells us that she is still not satisfied, because each of her thirteen children with their rooms and mouths to feed, eat up a large part of her time and profits. Well, enough for Chicago. Next stop, Hollywood, California! Look at all die glamorous movie stars! Boy, aren’t they the lucky ones? Why, there is Jerry Liggett. What’s he doing here? Oh, why he’s producer for Warner Bros. -- what? A producer? Yes, Jerry produces all the trouble Warner Bros, can handle. There ' s the famous Joyce Taylor; she’s now co-starring with Sandra Conaway in Paramounts’ latest hit, “Snail along, silly Moon.” Well, it looks like ole Walt Disney has found himself a new cartoonist; the character is none other than Dave Roberts! There’s a pair of young ladies who are quickly working their way to the top of the ladder of stardom; yes, Judy Beisser and Mary Hess are the best window-washers in Hollywood! Oh, well, so much for Hollywood. Now that we’re in California let’s take a stroll over to the famous Observatory, My, what’s everyone so excited about? As we gazed into the powerful telescope, who should have appeared on the moon but our old High School teacher, Dean White. He said that ever since he heard the song, “Sail Along Silvery Moon,’’ no one would get all that silver but him. That’s a poor excuse, though. We all know he went there just to get away from Roseville High! Well, it seems as if everyone is ready to leave Hollywood, so where to next? New York City. Wonder what all we’ll find here? Amid all the hustle, bustle and confusion of the big city, a sign bearing a familiar name stood out on a dilapidated old building. It read “Melvin Fleming,

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I, Elaine Payton, will to Barbara Sharkey the diary of my last three years at R.H.S. and hope she will fill it with as much fun and success as I have. I, Bob Pettit, will my common sense and good judgement to Steve Sanford with the hope that he uses it while sitting behind the wheel and driving his car. I, Virginia Pettit, will to Nancy Daniels and Rita Fletcher the ability to skip school without getting caught. I, Larry Reed, will my cars and their flat tires to anyone who wants them. I, Dave Roberts, will Mr. Curl a new pad of detention slips. I, Steve Rusnak, will my chemistry book to my brother George. I, Pat Sharkey, will my majorette uniform to next years head majorette in hopes that she has as much fun as I did. I, Gary Smith, will Rick “The Killer’ Wilson some height to go with his feet. I, Larry Stoneburner, will to Pat Mumford the ability to get along with Mrs. Mace. I, Don Swingle, will Snook Guy a bodyguard for basketball practice. I, Paul Swingle, will to Carl McLaughlin a crash helmet. Better luck next time. I, Marcus Toth, will these hot rod books that I borrowed from Terry Bell back to him in hope that he will someday have a better hot rod than I ever had I, Lyle Wickham, will my height to Bill Barker. J ackie Bowen

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Inventor.” Lately this shop had been the scene of much excitement, because Melvin’s brainchild, the famous gigantic rtiree-dimensional television-phone radiostonic receiving set, had been revealed to the world. Modestly, but with little-concealed pride, Melvin explained how he had labored over this machine, combining his skill and scientific imagination, he combined a television set with a telephonel Wonder why those girls are in such a big hurry? Oh, no wonder! There’s ole Steve Lasure at his favorite pastime, flirting with the girls, bright red pants and all! Say, by the way, what’s Steve doing now? Why, I believe he’s in the newspaper business. What’s the name of his paper? I believe it’s called the New York Times. Say, what’s all that commotion? It looks like a parade. Well, no wonder, it doesn’t sound much like one. Look who’s leading it! The Roy Kane and John Ashford -- ? -- band. Look! There’s the famous huge Macy ' s Department Store 4 Isn’t it impressive? Wonder who owns it? There is one of New Yorks Biggest business executives, Roger Bowen. Well, I’ll be! He is the owner of this store, too! Who’s that he’s talking with? That’s his manager, Jim Limbers. Jim got his start as a fabulous salesman by selling ice-boxes and mosquito nets to the Eskimos. Golly, that’s an important looking limousine! Wonder whose it is? There’s Paul Swingle, the chauffeur, opening the door and look who’s stepping out! Elaine Payton, the richest businesswoman in town, followed by her private Secretary’s personal Secretary, Alice Kuhn, and Pat Sharkey, Alice’s private Secretary. They have come down town to visit Tudy Jenkins, manager of the Y.W.C.A. Isn’t that the famous Society leader and Lecturer, Dr. Sue Bishop? Yes, she just gave a speech at Harvard last week on ‘‘Why I like Yale.” There’s Sandy Bryan and Shirley Davis; I heard that they own a dress shop here in town. Yes, and they sell more dresses than most dress stores, too. Not many dress shop proprietors model their own dresses! Say, isn’t that the great comedian, Larry Reed? Wonder why he’s not in Hollywood? Oh, he came to visit his idol and great pal, Bob Hop. Why, there’s Pansy Holbert. Wonder what she’s doing now? Why, she grows flowers. Pansies are her favorites. Well, there’s the famous Swingle Stadium. Let’s take a look in on the basketball game. I understand the famous gob-trotters are playing tonight. Yes, and watch those boys handle that ball! Who’s that little short guy down there? Short? That’s Bill Anders, the highest paid player in pro-basketball, and he’s five feet, eleven inches. However, these guys are all about seven feet tall, and Bill goes right between their legs to score higher than any other player. Well, look who else has come to see the game! Skip Toth and his wife, the former Helen Headley. Skip is the famous gun expert who can FIX and GYP you out of anything from pea-shooters to atomic sub¬ machine guns. There’s another celebrity! Larry Stoneburner, the star fullback of the Georgian Yankees’football squad. Virginia Pettit, one of the best-known women reporters, is also here to cover the game. Well, game is over. The amazing gob-trotters have won again, so let’s go find the rest of the gang and leave. Why, there’s Don Swingle and his wife, formerly Jackie Bowen. Don, who owns the Stadium as a hobby, made his first million in oil. He’s still after his second million, for atomic power is offering some mighty big competition to oil now.