Spartanburg High School - Spartan Yearbook (Spartanburg, IN)

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Prophecy One dreary day in October 1960, the season when a politician makes more commitments than there are leaves falling, I, Jerry Snell, as compaign manager, was getting read to leave lashington with The Honorable Leon Wise, the Republican candidate for President of the United States and cu next president. As we arrived at the railroad station, we mlet Robert Carlin McBride, who is running for president on the Democratic ticket. le visited with him and his wife, the former Sue Stuckey, and with Bob's com- paign manager, Carl Runner, also a former classmate. Carl told ns he owns a large farm in Greensfork Township,and we discovered that he ia .awid11- ionaire. After a short visit with these old friends we boarded the train. Since Alaska had now been admitted to the Union, Leon and I agreed that it would be our first stop. Following our major add ess there, we met Bob Stuckey who had c me to Alaska on a trapping expedition. He in- vited us to his h me for dinner. Ie accepted gladly and found his house, which was really a mansion, located near his gold mine. lhen he took us in, we met his wife, formerly Barbara K Oertie D Barton, and their eight offspring. After a delicious meal and a pleasant evening we bade th m good-bye, as it was time we were 'shoveling off.' We decided we had better spend the night in Alaska, so we stayed at the Lover's Hotel. we were delighted to find that the proprietors were Thomas Knoll and his wife CJoann Ketring to usj, both schoolmates of the class of 'Sl. The twelve youngsters were the bellhops and waitresses. The next morning we set sail for California. On board ship we were surprised to see Mar Del Robbins, who was captain of the steamer. He informed us that his wife,nee Bette Thompson, and their five young Robbins were happily nesting in Miami, Florida. When we reached California, we hurried to Sacramento to enlist the backing of the governor. We found that His Honor was an old chum, Howard Short. Dr. Short graciously promised us his wholehearted support. Our next stop was at Shoemaker where we saw a Wave whom we recognized as Joann Harshman--Lt. Joann Harshman, if you please. She told us that Shoemaker was the Wave deportation center. Leaving Joann dispensing orders right and left,we made our wayto Salt Lake City. lhile our next-president, Leon Wise,was delivering an address there, we had a little difficulty with egg and tomato throwing., However, he managed to finish the speech, and ou: secret service men later discovered that the attacker with the veg- etable and egg barrage was none other than James Alexander. Jim had joined a Mormon Camp after graduating in 'Sl and was living scrappily with his five wives fincluding Etta Bartonj. Turning our backs on Salt Lake City, we chartered a Rocket 90. The pilot was Carl Morehous, the brawn of our class, and his co-pilot was his wife, Thelma Baldwin. Thelma had just returned from Hollywood where she had starred as Olive Oil in the Popeye Comics. Riding along in the desert, we were attacked by. a fierce tribe of Flying Saucers, but, as in the movies, we were rescued by General Helen 18

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Ernie Mason Band l-Z-3-4 Track 1-Z-3-4 Basketball 3-4 Annual Staff Thomas Knoll James Alexander Basketball 3-4 Baseball 1-Z-3-4 Track 1-Z-3-4 Band l-Z-3-4 Chorus 3-4 Class President l Annual Staff Apple Blossom Time Joann I-Iarshman 4-H 1 No No A Thousand Student Manager 3-4 Times No Basketball Z Annual Staff Baseball l Track Z No No A Thousand Times No Annual Staff Carl Morehous Basketball 3-4 Track l-Z-3-4 Baseball l 4-H 1-Z-3-4 No No A Thousand Times No Chorus Z-3 Annual Staff Robert Stuc key Baseball 3-4 Basketball Z-3-4 Track l-Z-3-4 No No A Thousand Times No Annual Staff Jean Snyder Joann Ketring Helen Baker Band l-Z-3 Band l Apple Blossom Time Chorus I-Z Chorus Z Annual Staff Apple Blossom Time Class Secretary Z Annual Staff Yell Leader Z ' 4-H 1 Annual Staff Apple Blossom Time 17

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Baker. Helen was engaged in making a movie with her favorite star, Copalong Hassidy. We soon noticed that our gasoline supply was getting low, so we began to look for a station. Presently, we spotted a sign which read WCloyd's Service Station.' we pulled in and a blonde beauty rushed out to greet us. You've guessed it! Jean Sn der Cloydl She, her husband Jim, and their twin boys were operating a thriving business. Leaving the desert behind us, we skimmed along in our Rocket 90, and by late afternoon we were in Arkansas. As we were flying low over a fertile field, we saw what appeared to be a bag of cotton. It was Mary Lou Purdy, hoe in hand. She shook her implement of toil at us and shouted, WOh Call Come mah these varmints quite disturbing my razorbacksln Her husband and fifteen kids came shuffling out to shake their fists at us. We caught a plane at Little lock and headed for New York. On our way we stopped at Spartanburg. When we had wandered about the met- ropolis for a few hours, we chanoed upon Ernie Mason, now a well- dressed, distinguished business man. Ernie is the owner of a depart- ment store, five grocery stores, three gas'stations and four dime stores. He told us proudly that Spartanburg had won the State basket- ball finals that year under the guidance of Coach Ernie Grubb, who had co e back from the war with a Russian bride. He also confided to us that M . Tudor still chews gum in school. Reluctantly we left our old home town and continued our journey to New York. Arriving there, we made an appointment with Governor Dewey to meet him for a conference at the Stork Club. After dinner, when the floor show began,we realized that the two outsta ding attractidul were our former classmates, Marilyn Tillson and Norma Brackin. Back- stage after the show we learned the Marilyn had eloped with Jbhnp Hyre, who is now in France as a good-will ambassador. Norma was m- ployed at theclub as an entertainer while she waited for her husband, General Earl Crist, to complete his military assignment and come back home. Our finial stop was in Philadelphia where we were to confer with the National Election Chairman, I . Robert Kress, our senior sponsor. M . Kress said that he was still living with his wifexand family in Muncie, Indiana. With all these pleasant m mories of visits with our old friends we returned to Washington confident that Leon lise would be our next President. I9