St Petersburg Richland High School - Cardinal Yearbook (St Petersburg, PA)

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CLASS PROPHECY My fellow classmates have asked me to look into the future and predict their lives. I do not pretend to be a seer or a fortune teller. However, I shall apply myself and perhaps my psychic powers will guide my pen to foretell the truth as it may really happen. Quiet now: the spell is beginning. I look into my crystal and concentrate with all my power. Ah, the mists are rising! I see one Bill Allison. He is working in a huge lab- oratory where he is a high salaried chemical engineer. He enjoys his work and does it with great precision. But the picture fades: the mists close in and blur the scene. The picture shifts and changes. revealing a pretty, shy girl. She is the former Nancy Bartow. As a dozen pictures Hit before my eyes. I see that she has graduated from nursing school and has married the young man in the preceding picture. Ah, my crystal, she is alive this night. The smoking mists quiver and part to show me a ship. As her prow cleaves the ocean with a proud high lift my eyes travel to the deck where I see a young sailor, who is swabbing the deck with a mop. But who is this young man? Well, his name is Ron Best and he is remembered as being the Romeo of the '49 class. What a commotion! Giants of the forest crash to the ground in groaning agony. The sawyer receives them on- to the platform while the saw sings its tune of power as it eats into the age-ripened wood. Its sawyer is a wise man-his experience ranges back to the time he helped his father on his sawmill. He is none other than the woodsman, Frank Chechak. The steady beat of a great four engined transport thrums its way into my consciousness. Down the aisle walks a reet petite little miss. She is Mary Belle Craig who is enjoying her brief vacation as a hostess on one of the largest airlines: but we must remember that she has a young man in her life who will soon make her his own. Now we see a sparkling neat kitchen. And who is the mistress of the kitchen? Why over there she is at the cab- inet. She has flour on her nose and her hands are busily engaged in rolling out pie crust. Why all this domes- ticity? Oh, now I know, it is the former Sarah Cushing. She is married now and lives happily with her husband and children. Before us now is one of the quiet members of our class of 1949, Jim Fleming. But there is grease everywhere, even on his ear. Yes, you have guessed it: he is a me- chanic. He doctors our cars so that we may take that Sunday afternoon spin in the country. Now a tall regal blonde enters the small scope of my glass, Rose Ellen Johnson. Slim and trim in the blue of her stewardess uniform, she comes down the aisle of the passenger plane I am in. She leans over and asks gra- ciously. Is there anything I can do for you? She offers me a pack of gum. This will ease the tension on your nerves. I see yet another home broufht into existence by Thelma Kohler and her husband. Little Charlie, Jr.. and Cheryl are playing in the basement which has been con- verted into a very satisfactory play room for the young- sters. A new scene arises, the hustle and bustle of a large city-buildings tall and stately-my glass focuses en one tall building which houses the offices of one Barbara Lee Master who is known only as B-Lee to the publish- ers who put in their demands for her superior work that she does in response to their demands for commercial art. The musky, humid, dirty smell of old grease and used oil strikes my nostrils, and I see before me the vision of a small but well-run machine shop. Here are all the tools necessary for a mechanic to do his best work on our cars. What is that? You want to meet the proprietor of this shop? Well, I'll look around-here he is. May I pre- sent Mr. Kenneth Myers, known simply as Jiggs to his pals. A vision of the shyest member of our old class floats before my eyes now. Fairly tall. quiet, easy to get along with, Thelma McHenry has blossomed out into an effi- cient housewife. whose pet hobby. and incidentally, lu- crative service as well, is sewing. She has become re- nowned for the fine seam she sews. Here we come to an easy-going. procrastinating sort of fellow who has grown up to surprise many of us. A ready smile and a cheery good humor helped Bill Neely to get away with the continual gum-chewing in Miss Colonna's class. Now he is the owner and laborer on his own well-run dairy farm. Of course it took a woman to wake him up and bring his latent talent to the fore- ground. Ah, yes. here we come to the little lady whose middle name should be Efficiency. In our typewriting class, she was not always the most speedy member but her work always merited credit. Now she holds a job in an office. This little lady greets her boss every morning with a light-hearted. winsome smile as he says, Good morn- ing. Miss Lutskof' Oh, my goodness! That fellow is going too fast. Why the fellow must be doing seventy! Well, it won't do him any good. Bring-'Em-Back-Alive-Raybuck is chasing him. As you know, Bob is a state cop now and he won't put up with any nonsense on his patrol. The fellow will prob- ably have his license revoked. Here we come to the scientific genius of our class. In Science he was always our shining light. He is now hap- pily engaged in predicting the weather at the local air- port. His thorough knowledge of the mechanics of the barometer and the isobar have won him this position of favor. He is the one and only Andrew Spirnock. A solemn black mist rises and lifts to portray a scene from a church on Easter Sunday. A hush has fallen on the congregation as their esteemed minister, Stanley Tex- ter, prays as he stands at the pulpit. He has accomplished his mission in life and is now a leading figure in the re- ligious activities of his community. My glass takes to view a group of young ladies. dressed in regal Navy blue. Distinguished by her gold braid, stands a young lady. known to us as Corporal Jean Uncapher. She has loved her work and has gained a commission, but we do not believe that she will make this her life work as there is a young man in her life. This young lady who now stands before me wanted to become a secretary, but a certain young man came along and changed her mind for her. She has always loved children. so we are not surprised when we see that she has two of her own. the youngest of which she is holding in her arms as we look in on her. Her home is her palace and she keeps it neat and shining. She is the former Nancy Whitling. Again I see a vision. This time it is that of one of our cheerleaders. She was active and full of fun as well as scholastically inclined. Therefore we are not sur- prised when we see Patty Hopper, who is an air hostess as well as a homemaker. Yes. she has a husband who is a flyer and is away much of the time. My Prophet. I demand the story of one Barbara Rob- ertson. Ah. that is what is coming now. She has chosen secretarial work as her profession and has progressed to the point where she is head of a large secretarial staff in a corporation in Pittsburgh. Her life has not been without the necessary romance. however. as she has been engaged twice and is even now preparing for her wed- ding which will take place in the Fall. I can see no more. My glass clouds over. I must leave you. I hope that my glass has spoken true. If it hasn't. perhaps it is because I had two holes put in it so that I can use it for bowling. -15-

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RONALD D. BEST Ron is our Senior Ro- meo -but don't get excit- ed, girls-there's a certain Juliet in the Junior class. As an athlete, Ron has been outstandingly active in all sports. Whatever your plans for the future, Ron, we wish you success. at ROSE ELLEN JOHNSON Rose, our tall blond rep- resentative f r o m Monroe, was chosen May Queen for '49, Her leisure hours are spent in letter Writing-us- ually to a certain young man in the Air Force. Rose has been an active member of our class in both vocal and instrumental music in her four years of high school. 9 JAMES FLEMING Soapy, one of Jiggs' accomplices, used to be a quiet, bashful fellow-but time changes everything -even Soapy! His witticisms can be expected at or about any time, place, or thing. Soapy's dog-like devotionn to Jiggs may influence him to become No. 2 mechanic for Thompson's Garage. -14-

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