Salem Township High School - Finish Yearbook (Upper Sandusky, OH)

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She told me after the show that it had always been her secret desire to perform on the stage so when the opportunity came for her to come out here, she came. So feeling that I had better be on my way before I ran out of money I headed in the direction of Detroit. I arrived in Detroit on themornjng of the 20th and went to the Ford Motor Company. Greeting me as I entered was the Vice-President in charge of Designing, Paul Beach. Paul showed me around the plant and also showed mehis newest design which was a wal-la-pa-looa. It resembled a F-86 Sabre Jet built like a caterpillar and had two front endsg one for regular driving and one for New York City traffic. After spending fartoo much time there I thanked him and hit the road again. After a brief stop at Niagara Falls, I arrived in New York City. Feeling like I could stand a little music I attended the Metropolitan Opera. By mere coincidence they were featuring the great soprano Dorothy High Note Dickey. She gave a great concert and after it Iwent back stage to congratulate her. She thanked me and told me that she was appearing in the new MGM picture called 24 Hours in Flatbush. I promised not to miss it. With the end of my trip nearing I headed for Washington D.C. and the capitol. There I met coming out of the senate chamber, Jessie Davidson, the first woman senator from Ohio. She introduced me to the President and the other high officials and we had dinner at the White House. She explained that she liked her job except that it kept her away from her husband too long. So feeling like Ihad had a wonderful, successful trip I stayed at a motel in Washington and the next morning headed for home. It had taken me only seven days to visit all my former classmates but in that time I gathered a lasting friendship for them which I will never forget. This page compliments of WHARTON ELEVATOR Complete Elevator Service wnmon 01110

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CLASS PROPHECY The date is early September of 1967, about the Lime I always started to school during those twelve wonderful years, Now I am preparing to start another year of teaching Vocational Agricul- ture and the thought of facing those kids makes me realize the problems that our school teachers had to face, But during the summer vacation I found time to take a very extensive trip and visit all of my old classmates. Here is what I wrote in my Memo Book during the trip. ,Tune 15thg started out from Upper Sandusky, where Iam living. Idrove in my 475 horse- power Linolliac, first to Cincinnatti, Ohio, where I stopped to get gas at a filling station. To my surprise, I met Ronny Miller who happened to be making a check on the station. He had recently been appointed president of the Standard Oil Company. He said he was married and had a large family. They were living in a twelve room mansion which his rich uncle had willed to him. So with the refreshing feeling of having met an old friend and classmate, Istarted on for the open road. Getting great performance from my car, I was able to make Atlanta, Georgia, that night. After searching a while I drove into a nice looking motel called the J St H Tourist Rest, which was owned by Juanita Shearer and her husband. They just bought it for a sideline to supplement his job as an Insurance Executive. launita agreed that this was a little far south, but said that it still reminded her of good old Kentucky, Following a good nights sleep and a delicious breakfast of southern cooking, Iheaded in the direction of Key West, Florida, It was now ,Tune 16th, and Iwanted to visit another classmate before night. Taking the overseas highway, Iarrived about 4:00 in Key West and went straight to a Beach Resort where I found Dave Hoepf bathing in the sun. He had just finished work for the day and said he would like to show mehis business. So climbing into his helicopter we took off for the open sea. After about ten minutes we landed on a small island. A sign on a large building read, Top Secret so agreemg that Mum was the word we entered. Here was a basketball team, composed of partially natives practicing for all they were worthfand so were the native cheer- leaders.l Dave explained that he was trying to build a team to beat the Harlem Globetrotters and he wanted it kept a secret tmtil they were ready. Following the trip back and a stay at a hotel for the night, I arose early and set out for more scenery. Pouring the gas to my car, Imanaged to hit the Ozarks by the night of the 17th. As accidents do happen, I ran out of gas on a back road. Walking a little ways through the swamp and trees I stumbled onto a little shack. A man came out with a double barrel shotgun in his hand but promptly dropped it when he recognized me. Lo and Behold it was Gaylon Rowe. He took me down to the cellar and showed me his pride and joyg you guessed it, a STILL. So after a few refreshing minutes we went to the shed and found some gas among the other barrels and drums, and I was on my way. Never did find out why he carried the gun. He must have been doing something illegal. Since I didn't feel sleepy, I drove all night and made El Paso, Texas, the next morning. I thought I would like a good hearty breakfast so I stopped at Paul Stu'nmit's ranch, and what a ranch. It included 9,000 acres, 1,000 chickens, and 500 head of beef cattle standing in the shade of 50 oil wells. Paul was glad to see me and I was glad to see him and we chatted as we ate breakfast. With all those cattle what do you think we had for breakfast -- Oatmeal. Anyway with a good meal under my belt I bade good-bye and headed farther west. Arriving in Californis Ihappened to recall that Margaret Gottfried was employed as a nurse at San Francisco. But I was surprised that she had been selected as a special nurse to the infirmary at Alcatraz. However she said she enjoyed working with people who had such a secure future ahead of them. Heading North from San Francisco I left for the Canadian border. Just after crossing the border I stopped at a small village for supper. Sitting at the table in the back of the room was Sergeant Arden Mittermaier of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police with his dog Queen. He had many stories to tell of his adventures in the northern regions. I liked the one about the last trip to the Klondike, now 1et's see, what was that now. Oh well, I didn't really believe it anyway, Coming back across the border Ihappened to think that a trip out west wouldn't be com- plete without visiting Las Vegas, So heading my car in that direction I drove on. When I arrived I stopped in at the Golden Nugget for a try at my luck. While l was standing around looking, the entertainers started to perform and there on the stage was Betty Lou Koehler as a chorus girl.

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IUNIOR CLASS PLAY HOBGOBLIN HOUSE Hobgob1in I-louse ls, at the same time aspine-chilling mystery and an uproarious comedy. Miss Priscilla Carter, an old maid aunt, peeved because her two nieces, Marian and Jill, have fallen in love with two silly young njncompoops, purchased the grim old Hobgood House in the foot- hills of the Ozarks where she plans to keep the girls separated from their boyfriends for at least six months on penalty of being disinherited. Just as luck would have it, they arrive on the very night that Old bluebeard Bronson, who once committed murder in the house, is supposed to revisit the scene of his crime. Darius Krupp . . . .... PBL11Sllf1'1Il'1lI Priscilla Carter . . . . . Jessie Davidson Marian Carter . . . . . .Taunita Shearer ,T ill Carter . . . . . Margaret Gottfried Frank Harlow . . . . . Ronald Miller Jack Loring . . . . . . . Dennis Swartz Susan Parke-.ns . . . . . Dorothy Dickey Henry Goober . . ...... Paul Beach Delilah Worts . . . . . . Betty Lou Koehler Bluebeard Bronson . ...... David Hoepf Bill Wilkins ...... . . . . Arden Mittermaier The Headless Panthom . . ....... Lois Smith Wu.-I N33 '52-5 HUSTON LUMBER COMPANY WHARTON HARDWARE Carey, Ohio Wharton, Ohio