Wallace High School - Pepper Yearbook (Wallace, IN)

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Class Prophecy Dear Mr. President: I arrived in Indianapolis by plane from Washington late in the evening and decided to stay there until the next morning before going home. While looking for a room in one of the large hotels, I stepped off the curb at the corner of Washington and Meridian and the next thing I knew I was lying in a bed. I was staring up at the ceiling, wondering where I was when Iheard someone enter the room. I raised my head from the pillow and, to my surprise, saw it was Lela Goins. Yes, I said Goins, Lela is an old maid. She informed me that after she had been on duty in the maternity ward a while she had decided that she didn't want to get married. She also told me that my condition was good and that I would -be dismissed early the next morning. I said good-bye to Lela the next morning, thanking her for taking such good care of me, and set out for the bus station. This time I looked both ways before I crossed a street, and arrived at the bus station safely. As I started to get on the bus some guy behind me shouted, Hey Bud, where's your ticket? I reached in my pocket after it just as the man stepped up to my side. I hand- ed him my ticket and then I noticed who it was. Jim Simpson was my bus driver. While we were shaking hands, I asked him to tell me all about himself. I learned that after his Senior year of school he went out to Reno where he and Joan were married. They returned to Indianapolis where they and their three little boys are now living. I was surprised at Jim's driving, for I knew how he had got into the ditch out at Louise's that night when he was a Junior in high school. I had intended to get off the bus at Hillsboro, but when I learned from Jim that Steve and Jack both had business establishments in Veedersburg I decided to go on to there. I got off the bus, told Jim good-bye and good luck and headed for Clore's restaurant to get a bite to eat. Steve and his mother started their eating place the next summer after Steve graduated and before fall Belinda joined them. Steve Junior kept throwing my hat around all over the place. They have a little girl too but she and grandma were at home. As I was leaving I asked Steve where Jack lived and found he was living in the north end of town so I decided to take a cab. One came around the corner about that time and I hailed it and crawled in. Jack said, Don, what are you doing in town? I said, We11, I was looking for you but I didn't expect to find Y011 here. I went on to tell him about my previous experiences of the morning and that Jim had told me that he and Marietta owned the Vee theater, but never said a word about him running a taxi service. Jack asked me where I wanted to go. I told him that since I'd found him that I'd like to go to Wallace if he would take me. On the way Jack told me all about his family. They have two girls, age one and three, a hound dog, and two cats. Jack let me out at the garage and I paid him and said good-bye. li

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CLASS MOTTO: Freedom Never Comes Without Paying For lt. CLASS COLORS: Blue and White CLASS FLOWER: Red Rose varmxamsmsxxxvmxafakvsaeooweoraraefsfxakvvvvxxvmvvvvvakvvv Class History In the fall of 1947, thirteen seats were fill- ed in the Freshman row. They were Harold Smith, Donald Smith, Ruth Edwards, Vernon Harvey, Arnold Edwards, James Bacon, Vernice Brown, Jack Keller, Lela Goins, Jim Simpson, Kedric Sowers, Grover Wethington, and Stephen Clore, During our Sophomore year we were sorry to lose three of our pupilsg they were Vernon Harvey Arnold Edwards, and Harold Smith. During our Junior year we were sorry to lose three more of our pupilsg they were Ruth Edwards Jimmy Bacon, and Donald Smith. As we enter our Senior year with only six pupils left of our original class which we started with during our High School career. This year we lost Vernice Brown.

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Jack drove off just as Ked Sowers pulled up to the gas pumps, Ked and I talked for a while about old times. I-le informed me that he had just recently bought the Leslie Myers farm south of Wallace. Ked isn't married yet. What' the use, he says, the way it is I can climb in my airplane and go any place any time, while if I had a family I'd have to stay at home. Ked told me he was going to Waveland to see another one of the members of the class of 5ZI' Grover Wethington, about trading his Chevrolet in on a new Plymouth. I asked if I could go along and Ked said I could, so we started out. On the way I learns ed that Grover and Velma had gotten married the fall after Grover graduated and were running a garage in Waveland, Grover looked as healthy as ever and Velma twice as beautiful. They are the proud parents of two boys and a girl. Grover has designed a new race car which he plans to enter in the five-hundred mile race at Indianapolis next spring. Well, Mr. Bingham, this is the report you asked me to make about the wel- fare of our land. I assure you that conditions are excellent and that as long as America can produce honest and upright young people like the Wallace High School class of Sl-52 we need not be fearful of what the future may hold for the United States of America, Your s truly, Donald W. Hopkins Secretary of State