Saltsburg High School - La Saltianna Yearbook (Saltsburg, PA)

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Late that night we left Harrisburg, to make our next step Washington, D. C. We arranged to vacation in Washington several days for we had many friends there. Jane Eisaman, new a Congressional Lawyer, invited us to be her guests. She had a great surprise for us. We attended a reception at the White House. What more could two tourists want? We were to be received in the Blue Room by the President’s wife. When the time for the great event came, and we entered the great hall, who do you think stepped forward to receive us? Betty Walter! She was the first lady of the land! After the enchantment of being with so great a person for an entire period of four hours, we returned to Jane’s apartment to find that we had a caller State Representative Carl Johnson. We were extremely delighted to see him, and for quite a while he talked to us of his eventful career and how he someday hoped to be the President of the United States. All this splendor was grand, hut the sunny south was beckoning her head, so we simply couldn’t resist Miami In Miami we stopped at a trailer camp— belonging to Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Veri Mrs. Veri, the former Olga Jones. We learned that that same week there were many feats going on in Miami. A beauty contest for more than one hundred beauties from everywhere was being staged — this sounded exciting indeed. We scanned the list of enties and recognized the names of Dorothy Reasner, Helen Leponic, and Dorothy Compton. This made the contest all the more interesting. The winner was one of these three girls, but due to a slight controversy, we shall not mention her name. In the Automobile Races at Daytona Beach, we found that Jim Lake had entered his own car.‘‘Tailspin ”, in the race. In the last lap of the race, “1 ailspin” hit a curbing and lost a wheel. Lucky Jim escaped injury. From Miami we went to New Orleans, to visit Pill Keeley on his large sugar plantation. Bill has really made good in his farming industries. We crossed over into Texas, and were driving along a desolate dirt road when we ran out of gasoline. After walking five miles we came upon a ranch house and feurd that it was a Bachelor Paradise owned and operated by our good friends, John Zuzak and Charles Tenaglio. They were very hospitable and asked us to become a part of their Paradise, but we explained we were Hollywood-bound and could not remain with them. Hollywood! We at last reached the famous movie colony, noted for its glamour, heart-aches, and heart-throbs. We found the comedienne, Luella Negley had made a big hit. Ruth Miller, who is doing bit-parts as a great lover and dramatist, may semeday win the Academy Award. We had always been anxious to go to Coconut Grove, and so at last our chance came. We were sitting beneath the balmy branches of a palm tree when the singer was introduced she was none other than Miss Antoinette 1 arasi — Elues Singer for Helen Marsaln’s orchestra. Later, in the floor show, we were aware of the fact that Evalyn Sudick was doing the Rhumba with her handsome Latin Partner. The next day we went to Pasadena to have a look at the famous Rose Bowl, and Betty Rose is now a paid cheer leader for one of the teams that compete in the great Rose Bowl football games. And speaking of football, Joe Zoldak is an All Ametican half-back. We knew Jce would gain that goal some day. At noon we ate at a Chinese Restaurant and had our fortunes told by a Chinese mystic. The mystic called us aside after we had been there for a little while and introduced herself as Josephine Roman. She and Josephine Supensky had come Wes and had gone into the restaurant business. They were using Chinese disguises to entice the tourists. (Continued on Page 49) IHI NI -» l l

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mnicp class pccmccy One bright, sunny day in June, 1951, Raymond Reedy and Lloyd Shirley were working busily over their Model I Ford. Suddenly Lloyd dropped his tools and started to grin— Say, Reedy, when we get this jalopy finished, let s take a trip over the United States, and at the same time see how many members of the class of '41 we can locate. It would be loads of fun to find out what they are all doing now. After some serious thought, Reedy agreed to the plan and they set the following Monday for the start of their journey. We can head the car for New York, making that our first point of interest, then follow the coast line to Florida, along the Gulf to Texas, and up the Pacific coast, over to Chicago, and home, Reedy proposed. So off they started, and this is a copy of the log kept by Shirley on the trip: We arrived in New York City on Tuesday night at 11:30 P. M. and found rooms at a small hatel. The next morning we were driving slowly down Fifth Avenue when we saw on one of the petite shoppes a large electric sign “Monsieur Demas Imported Frocks. Say, Reedy, I said, “didn t we once knew ahoy by that name? Remember it was Pat Demis. Just for fun let s go back and see who this person is.” So, we went back to the shop. O ice inside we were greeted by a suave, dark, man. Immediately we recognized our old friend, Pat. He told us of his good fortune and how he had come to own this French store. He spoke of his new dress designer whom we would remember—Madam Caroselli. She had just returned from Paris with the latest fashions. Pat and Madam invited us to attend a wedding ceremony with them at the Little C hurch Around the Corner, where Harry Buell was the pastor. After the ceremony we had dinner, and then went to a stage play. That night the dramatic production was Hamlet . Warren Johnson had the role of Hamlet with Gloria Pucco as Queen Gertrude. The next day we went up the Hudson to West Point, and visited Pill Ron bach and Carl Williams, both commisioned Army officers. Toward noon we motored to Buffalo and arrived there in time to see all the beautiful colored lights playing magnificiently over Niagara Falls. We walked across the bridge to the Canadian side of the falls, and we were very much surprised to see Mr. and Mrs. William Buell. They too, were charmed by the spectacle. Lillian told us that Bill was on his vacation, so they had decided to take a second honey-mcon. We spent the night in Buffalo, and arising early the following day, journeyed South, toward Penn State University. We arrived there late in the day and lodged at Penn Hall, where Dareen Banker! was the hostess. We found the campus and the various buildings quite interesting. We had lunch with Professor Kramp, dean of the college, and Mary McLaughlin, the well known mathematician. Our time waslimited, so we didn't remain long at the school, but set out in the early afternoon for Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. In the middle of State Street our car broke down, and we had to take a taxi to the Capitol. You can imagine our utter amazement when we found that Harry Shirley was driving the taxi we had hailed. He drove us right to the door of the Capitol without charging us a cent. On one of the second floor office doors, we saw in large black letters— Earl Baker. Senator. We interviewed Earl and he relate his ordeals of the Senatorship. He told us many interesting things about one cf our friends, Jean Shupe. She is a cartoonist on one of the big newspapers in Harrisburg. IHI «.! -! til.

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CLASS Hill At this time you are summoned to be present for the reading of the last will and testament of the class of 1941. We, the members of the Class, being sound in body and in mind, hereby do solemnly declare this to be our last will and testament. We bequeath to the Junior Class our reputation of being one of the most interesting and intelligent classes that have ever graduated frcm this school. To the Sophcmores we bequeath all our pep in high school activities, and to the Freshmen we leave a wish that in years to come they will learn the traditions of this worthy institution and carry out the high principles for which it stands. Whereas I, Earl Baker, bequeath to Bob Woolweaver my ability to play football. He might need it. Whereas I, Dareen Bankert, bequeath my slimness to Leila Rose Long. She may have it. Whereas I, Virginia Bolton, bequeath my ability to carry on a conversation in study hall to Betty Burns. Make good use of it Betty. Whereas I, Gloria Bucco, bequeath my ability to pay attention in all classes to my sister, Norma. Whereas I, Harry Buell, bequeath to June Sandstrom my ability to make at least one point in a basketball game. Whereas I, Theresa Caroselli, bequeath my ability in sewing to Catherine Troup, who will surely need it some day. Start now, Katie. Whereas I, Dorothy Compton, bequeath my smile to Marjorie Shirley, who may brighten the corner wherever she may be. Whereas I, Emma Jean Coulter, bequeath my place in the orchestra to my brother. Bill. Whereas I, Francis Demaria, bequeath my ability to take typewriters apart and to put them together again to Andy Anderson. Whereas I, Pat Demas, bequeath my absent mindedness to all of those who find it more useful than I do. Whereas I, Jane Eisaman, bequeath my ‘junk bag ' to anyone willing to oarry it around. Whereas I, Peppino Flammio, bequeath what mathematical ability I have to Rocco Annechini, who will probably need it in the future. Whereas I, Peggy Flick, bequeath my red- 80’s in deportment to Annabel Mikesell to make her report card properly patriotic. IMI MS-SIX