Wallace High School - Pepper Yearbook (Wallace, IN)

Page 14 text:

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

Page 13 text:

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

Page 15 text:

Class Will We the Class of 5Z being of sound mind and body, do hereby will the following: What To the Juniors, we leave our seats in the assembly, .hoping they will have as much fun as we did. To the Sophomores, we give our class love and loyalty. To the Freshmen, we leave our perfect behavior at all times. To the Seventh and Eighth Grades, our ability to keep out of trouble and our ability to respect the teachers. the Senior students leave to the other students of the school: I, Lela Goins, will my ability to leave the boys alone to Mary Wrede, my ability to skip school and get away with it to Dick King, my blond hair to Verna Bowman, my 'class love to the students of the school, my like for Psychology to Janet Myers, my happiness to anyone who feels as if they need it, my ability to be the only girl, to any girl, who thinks she could stand it. l, Jimmy Simpson, will my shortness to Russell Adair, my basketball shoes to Richard Williams, my ability to argue with the teachers to Donald Hopkins, my love for a special girl to Richard Rodgers, and last of all my ability to sing, to Verna Bowman. I, Jack Keller, will my love for History to Delbert Rodgers, my ambition to talk, to Mae Hardwick, my ability to pass my driver's test to Donald Hopkins, my ability to get along with the teachers , to John Goins, my ability to go with a certain Veedersburg girl to Russell Adair and my old Chevy to anyone who can make it run. I, Stephen Clore, will my curly hair to Dick Rodgers, my ability to go with a Veedersburg girl to Russell Adair, my basketball ability to anyone who wants it, and last of all, my seat inthe assembly to, anyone who wants it. I, Grover Wethington, will my Student Manager work to Orville Ward, my ability to leave the girls alone to Delbert Rodgers, my ability to get kicked out of school, to anyone who is as unlucky as I was, my ability to square dance, to Donald Hopkins, last of all I will my 1940 Plymouth, to Dick Rodgers unless he can get a better one. 'I, Ked Sowers, will my seat in the Senior Row to anyone who can have as much fun as I did in it, my height to Shelly Hurley, my ability to play basketball, to Jimmy Smith, and my Chevy motor for Don's Ford, so he can climb the Waveland hills as well as I can.