Tuscola High School - Tuscolian Yearbook (Tuscola, IL)

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Cyril Cooch Date Cooch ttecm Coslet Edith Cox

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Here I am standing; at McNeill's, waiting for my bus. My vacation starts to-day, and I have planned to visit Springfield, Chicago, and New York. It’s only nine o'clock and I have a full hour before my bus is due. Guess I'll amble over to Walgreen's and spat-the-raft with Cyril Cooch, who now manages the store.lt seems ages since we were in high school together, but in reality it's only been ten years, While talking over old times,who should walk in but Leona Garrett. She still has her blond,wavy hair, and Cyril tells me she is the high school office girl. I remember now that she did help Frances Martin a great deal when we were seniors. We drew Leona into the conversation and immediately she brought up the fact that,with Wesley Hilligoss as coach, the Tuscola athletic teams were still holding their own in the Okaw by taking the Conference title in botn football ahd basketball and by winning the Okaw Tournament. They're hoping to keep up the good work and gradually advance to the state. I added my congratulations and said that I sincerely hoped they would realize their ambitions. I glanced at my watcn and noted it was almost ten. Cyril and Leona wished me a nice trip,and with their farewells I rushed back to McNeill's just in time to see my bus pulling up. As I started aboard, I nearly dropped my ba s and fell when I saw that none otper than Willis Jinn was the driver.We chatted for a few minutes before it was time to leave, and Willis told me that Bill Navel owned the bus line. No sooner had I settled down than I was asked to move. I glanced up and nearly swallowed my heart because it was Betty Badcliff in a nurse's uniform. I hastily asked her to sit down and join me. She had a terrible time answering the questions I fired at her,but I learned that she had studied nursing in Champaign and was on her way to Springfield to look after a wealthy elderly lady. We spent the rest of tne trip recalling incidents that happened when we were in high school and had a hilarious time doing so. It didn't seem long before we had arrived at our destination, and as we separated, I wished Betty all the luck in the world and hoped we would meet again before I left Springfield. , I hailed a taxi and stepped back in surprise as I discovered the driver to ce Dale Smith, I asked him to take me to the best hotel in town. He looked at me in surprise and said, Don't you know wr.ere that is? Naturally I didn't and said so. He then explained to me that John Cruzan owned and operated the Oloza De Luxe where the Ultra-Ultra stayed. That evening I attended the inaugural ball for 3ill Overturf, who had just been elected governor. Bill hasn't changed a bit., and he invited me to dinner the next evening. He told me that two of my old schoolmates would be present. I asked who and was told that Senators Harold Pflum and Charles Taylor were in Springfield, and the dinner was to be in their honor. I was thrilled to death and accepted at once. What Bill didn't tell me was that Ted George would be there photographing the party for Life Magazine,. I didn't have an opportunity to