Schoharie Central High School - Yo Sko Ha Ro Yearbook (Schoharie, NY)

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....,mi....,. i..,.,, . -... ...v---.-,v-W-.--N My husband and I left early and went to our rooms. When we arrived at them, I could not find my key. We tried to open the door, but to no avail. When I noticed a young woman coming down the hall, she asked us what the trouble was and what our names were. She checked our names in a small book and then opened the door with a master key. We stepped inside the door and turned on the light. It was Wanda Fancher. She informed us that she was the house detective here. She said that she was taking the night shift this week and that Catherine Roe was working during the day. We thanked her for her services and went to bed. On the third day of our visit we were in the lobby of the hotel when a certain gentleman checked in. I hadn't seen him in person for years, but his pictures were often in the papers. It was Bill Best, pitcher for the Yankees. He was taking the winter vacation here. Late that afternoon while we were lying around the pool, we heard a buzzing noise and looked up. There was a helicopter about to land on the other side of the pool. When it landed, two men stepped out. There were the multi-millionaires, Bob Blenis and Wilbur Lockrow. It was just a short time ago that they had been regarded as the mad scientists, but their experiments paid off. In case you don't remember, they made their fortunes by answering the question, Why the Worm Turns. On inquiry, we learned that they were staying here while posing for portraits which were to be done by the famous Monsieur ,Richard Krall. We stayed at the Holiday Inn for another week. Our time was spent pleasantly by making tours and visiting with all the old friends we had found. We met two more during that week. It was only by luck that we bumped into Kathleen Van Aller and her husband. They had just stopped over night and we happened to spot them in the Blue Room. Earlier that same evening we had discovered a cat in our roomg and after finding to whom it belonged, we returned it. That was how we found Marilyn Cook. She and her cats had a room at the end of the hall on our floor. When the time came for us to finally leave, the manager, Marilyn Canton, and the owner, James Van Derwerken, came up to our rooms to say good-by in the name of the hotel. It was the first chance we had had to speak to them so they stayed for the better part of an hour. It seems that Marilyn had been part time manager in a store when James had wired her to come and help him to manage his new resort. Jim had three other resorts in Florida, a.1l doing well. Then with more fond farewells, we left the Holiday Inn and started for home full of fond memories and good friendships. 25

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