University Military School - Cadet Yearbook (Mobile, AL)

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T we -ve Years Ago wzvwilim ,. GROVFIR LEON MARSHALL JOHN BILLY TOM YOHN ERNEST BAILEY CHARLES - 20 -

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a corner I could read what was written on the door of the car, it read, Jones, Robinson, Slaton, Moore, and Moore - Attorneys at Law. As Fink and Torbert were carrying me into the hospital, Leon stopped to unwrap his pepper- mint stick, and he spilled me off the stretcher onto the street. I passed out. As they rolled me out of the operating room toward my room, a nurse ran by me screaming, But Mr. Shoemaker, you're supposed to have a broken back! This was followed by the pad of bare feet across the corridor. I caught sight of a flying bedsheet. The other bed in my room was occupied by a man who was all banaged up. Just to make con- versation, I asked him what had happened to him. I received a faint reply, My home lab blew up. Oh, I said. Sounds like someone I used to go to school With. About that time, the poor fellow rolled over, Sure enough, it was he. His eyes were full of tears. I later learned that he had melted some iron, which got into an explosive mixture of CSHS COHJS and HNO3. During the next couple of weeks I learned that Malone was catching for the Yankees fThe Pusan, Korea Yankeesj, Charlie Smith was the Green Bay Packers' star blocking dummy fit moves, it talksl. Gregory was playing forward for the Johannesburg Jungle Men, and Brewer was working for General Electric the coaches the womans basketball teamj. After a while they released me. I walked out of the hospital and boarded the now one-year- old Mona-Rail. The car swished away from the platform and settled to the ground with a crunch- ing sound. It seems that because of faulty design, the whole structure had collapsed. While I was waiting to be freed from the wreckage, I considered asking for my dime back but I decided that the owner must have enough troubles now. When they got me out I was greeted by an irate little man who was jumping up and down and yelling something about sueing the contracting firm of Knodel and Savell. I noticed that he looked like my old classmate, Marshall Wallace. I tried to speak to him but I was shoved away, unrecognized. I walked away and about a block later I was sprayed all over with a jet of icy water. I looked up and saw David Ellisor atop a street Sweeper. Sorry old man, he said, as he drove off to spray other unwary pedestrians. I looked down the street and saw a glowing sign: IRWIN'S JEWELRY SHOP. I walked in and before I knew what was happening Irwin had climbed over the counter, grabbed my arm, applied a hammerlock, and proceeded to try to sell me a diamond stick pin. While he held me down, he called his two little boys from the back of the shop, and together, they went through my pockets. When the boys found nothing, one of the little beasts started kicking me in the shins - Cheapskate, he cried! About that time Irwin recognized me, pulled the kids off, and invited me to sit down. I struggled to my feet and fell into a chair. The chair collaped - I lay there. Gee, I'm sorry, said Irwin. Here, get-up. No thanks, I replied, I'll just lie here. We struck up a conversation and Irwin told me that John Harris .vwas a drill instructor at Parris Island and that John Henley was aboard ship some- where in Alaskan waters. It seems that Bill Myers was married and working as a day laborer at Radcliff Gravel Co. W I left Irwin and walked into the book store next door, which, to my surprise, was run by Onie Barrett. Onie asked me if I had read Tom Stevens' latest paper back. I replied that I had not, so he looked around warily and pulled the novel from under the counter. The cover of the book was adorned with a girl in a low cut white dress. I plunked down 7594, tucked the book in my pocket, and headed for the dock. Five minutes after I was back on board, the old tramp steamer sailed, and I was on my way back to my missionary work, teaching plastic surgery to the Ubangies. ..19-

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Senior Glas Cadet Second Lieutenant Onie W. Barrett Corporal, l Sergeant. 2. 3 Second Lieutenant. 4 Crack Platoon, 4 Platoon Leader, 4 Hobby Club, 1 Photography Club. 2 Rod and Gun Club. 2, 3. 4 Varsity Football, 3 Junior Varsity Football 1. 2 Cadet Captain Howard Hunter Barney National Honor Society, 3, 4 Highest Average in Mathematics. 2 Sergeant. 1. 2 2nd Lieutenant. 3 Battalion Adjutant, 4 Crack Platoon, 4 Science Club, 2, 3. Pres1dent, 1, 4 Photography Club, 4 Senior Salute Staff. 3 Battalion Review Staff. 3 Cadet Staff, 3 Editor-in-Chief of Cadet , 4 -214