St Josephs Academy - Twin Towers Yearbook (Collegeville, IN)

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THE CRYSTAL GAZER Ah, it’s nice just to sit here and dream. 1 don’t like the work, unusual as it is, but—well, what can a fellow do when he has the power to see far into the future and far into the past? Ah, me! Fifteen years ago today I graduated from St. Joseph’s. Now, what would the mem¬ bers of the Class of ’43 be doing? I think I’ll just sit here and find out what my old pals are doing . . . The cloudy mist is forming . . . Yes, I will have no trouble today, the reception is good. Now, who in the world could be here? Why, Leahy . . . Gerry Leahy, you’re a successful movie star. And who is that gorgeous looking star over there? .... Shirle.y Temple? You really are going places. Why, Gerry, I remem¬ ber when you and I were on the same set back at St. Joe. Those were the good old days. Slowly the fog lifts, now it is gone. Too bad you, too, can’t hear their voices as I do, but you see you’re just a mere human, while I . . .? Well, you know . . . Let’s see what Jerry Cleary is doing. Now be sure not to disturb me this time. My, oh my, what is that luscious smell? There he is. Where am T? The Waldorf Astoria? And you, head chef? Well, Jerry, I’ll have to have you ask me up to dinner some evening. What is that smell? Your new concoction? A drink called “Pink Elephants?” What? Next Sunday eve¬ ning? O.K., it’s a date. This idea may prove to be more profitable than I thought. Wait! What’s this? 1 didn’t even concentrate and the ball is glowing. Who’s this? Bob? Bob Vincent! . . . You say you just made a lot of money? How? Made a shell-less egg ? Ha ! What good would a shell-less egg do ? Someone bought the formula for a million ? Bob, that’s PLENTY good. Say, this is no place for me, even if I am here in spirit, A battle field—and in the midst of a battle. Why, Bob McNamara! My old buddy. I heard you were a foreign correspondent . . . What, you’re too busy to talk now? You’re waiting for the big push, and you’re covering it? AVell, I won’t wait then. Some other time . . . Swish—quick, wasn’t it? What’s this? Car¬ negie Hall! All the people are coming out. Who was playing here tonight? You say Richard Schultheis was? Well, how was he . . . He broke a string on his bass fiddle and had to dis- tinue the performance? AVell, he won’t be in a mood to see any one now, so we will just move on. I suppose Pete Beltemacchi is still sitting on that pole on the Wool worth Building in New York. Pete just does it for the thrill of it. He got the idea when taking a picture on top of the Washington Monument. He has been sitting up there for 22 days. The record is 27. The crack of a bat, the roar of the crowd, and a clean triple is hit to left field. Let’s take a

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V : ’ ROBERT RICHERT Newman Club, 3, Vice-President, 4; Basketball, 3, Captain, 4; Football, 4; Academy Editor, 4; Monogram Club, President, 4 GEORGE TONNER Day Student; Newman Club, 4 JOHN WUNDERLICH Newman Club, 3, 4; Acolytes Club, 3, President, 4; Play Cast, 3, 4; Club Room Manager, 4; Basket¬ ball, 1, 2, 3, 4; Football, Captain, 4: Baseball, 2, 3, 4; Monogram Club, 4 RICHARD SCHULTHETS Transfer, Lincoln High, Vincennes, Indiana, 4; Newman Club, 4; Mid- Term Collegian ROBERT VINCENT Newman Club, 3, Executive Com¬ mittee, 4; Intramurals, 3, 4; Base¬ ball, 3, 4; Basketball, 4; Football 4; Monogram Club, 4

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quick look into the dugout. What! It’s Bob Meiners. So you are managing the Cincinnati Reds now. Looks like you’re doing right well, judging by the score. You refused some kind of an offer as President of the National League? Well, old boy, best of luck. “1, 2, 3, 4; 1, 2, 3, 4; 1, 2, 3, 4; Up-down, all the way down to the floor. That’s it.” What did 1 bump into here? An exercising program? Well, Curly Comandella! You say you have to get to work? This is just a hobby? You work as construction manager of the Crosley Corpora¬ tion ? Some time if the sound is loud enough, some of it might get through, you see I cracked my crystal ball about three weeks ago. My nephew tells me that Mr. J. McHugh has just been made Secretary of State of the Ohio Legislature. I never thought of Mac as a politician, although he always was a good public speaker. I know Mac will go far in politics. Where shall I go from here ? Whoa! Can’t forget Eddie Joe . . . Hi, Eddie, how are you? Terrible? You say you just lost your whole chain of stores by the cyclone that just passed through Illinois? You say you are trying to make a comeback? You’ve only got five million to start with? AYell, as far as I’m concerned you will make a very successful comeback. Bob Richer! is in the submarine division of the Navy. He’s some where out in the Pacific at the present time. You remember that big wreck of the U.S.S. Dolphin. AVell, Bob was in that boat at the time. I was reading about it in The Daily, and they played him up as a really courageous man. He saved the whole crew and then almost lost his own life going after the ship’s mascot, a Puma Cub. Just the other day I saw the smiling, beaming face of Ed McElroy on a billboard. It seems he is a model for the Colgate Company. You know Ed was quite a hero after that last world war. He got the Congressional Medal of Honor. Oh 3 es, someone said Jim Quinlivan is in New York. . . . AVhoosh! Mr. Quinlivan can’t see me today? AVell, maybe you can tell me some¬ thing about him, seeing you’re his secretary . . . Going to become his wife, too? Well, my con¬ gratulations! He’s the best corporation lawyer in town? I knew Jim would come through with flying colors. Luck to both of you. About a year and a half ago T happened to bump into Richard Latendresse on the street. He’s the Senator from Indiana, you know. You could tell he had been working hard. AVe went to lunch, and then he said he had an important appointment, so I left him. Having received a check from my Aunt’s in¬ surance company, I decided to buy some new clothes. So I went up to La Belle’s place. One of the models came out, and who was it but Jim Richert. We talked a little while and he told me he was going to quit that job of modeling. He was going to marry the rich heiress, Madam A on Wearwell. Then he is going to take over her estate. AVell, Jim’s got a good head for business. We can’t dally here—my time is getting short. Br-r-r-r, even my spirit shivers at this. I’m our somewhere in the Atlantic on a battleship. Tnei e is somebody I recognize. Larry Doyle, and lie’s an Admiral, and in the U. S. Navy. Hi, Larry. You say it’s against the law to stowaway? Well, punish my spirit. Ho, ho! . . . They are having maneuvers now? AVell, I might find out a navy secret and talk in my sleep. This is Alabama. I move quick—not? Let’s go into this tobacco auction, I might get a free cigar. AVell, look who’s up there, Jack Mallock, tobacco auctioneer extraordinary. I’m going up and talk to him. Hi! Jack! How’s the wife and all the little kiddies? Fine? Now to Tokyo. I’d like to see how George Tonner is making out with his division of Peer¬ less Cleaners out there . . . Zip, and here we are. Say, George, how’s the cleaning business? Very bad? Why? All the Yanks cleaned up everything back in ’44, and nothing has ever been dirty since? Better luck in Berlin. Only time for two more. Let me see—Jerome Lange is not feeling so well at the moment. You know, he is the big stamp magnate who studies chemistry in his spare time. The day before yesterday p roved to be disastrous for Jerome. He had another accident in his private labora¬ tory. He’ll be O.K. in a couple of weeks. He’d better go in for botany. It’s much safer. Where can I go now? Jim Carney and his band are at the Chicago Theater. Here’s the stage door. Let’s go in. He hasn’t come in yet? And he won’t be in for several days? He’s forced down at Salt Lake City in the plane in which he transports his band. Let’s see, one more! Oh, yes, John J. Wuncler- lich. Zip, and away we go. Here we are at the weather bureau. Yep! you’re right, John J. is the best weather predictor in the state. Hardly ever fails. He always was reliable. I have to hurry and get dressed. Too tad you have to leave so soon. If you have any houses you want haunted, I know several parties who would be glad to take the job. Professionals, vou know. Well, time for the GREAT SAVAM1 to go to work. C-o-o-d E-v-e-n-i-n-g!