Walnut High School - Walnut Tree Yearbook (Walnut, IL)

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Class Prophecy address of Sue Livey and her fishing business. While strolling down to the docks one afternoon to look for her. I ran across a boat, “Sue Jane,” and I knew I was in the right place. Two jolly seamen waved to me. Wayne Kletzien and Bill Sarver looked mighty handsome in their “bell-bottom” trousers. Upon inquiring about Sue, they smilingly informed me that she was nursing a slight case of seasickness. Wayne casually remarked that he hoped someday to be in partnership with her. (Bill told me he thought both at home and in the business!) That night I attended a wrestling match and saw the “Great Dietz” who was, of course, my old friend. Jack. 1 nearly fell over in a dead heap when Charlene Gal-lentinc appeared as his manager. This gal had left the peace and quiet of Walnut to tour the country with her “newly found muscle man.” Vivian Oberle and Devon Hallman welcomed me to their (they are married, you know) bowling alley in Seattle, Washington, the next day. Remember that bowling team back in high school called the “World’s Biggest Stinkers”? Well, as a member of that team, Viv insisted that they call their alley the “Stinker Bowl.” Don Larson was one of their pin-setters. Rather a good one, too, she told me. She also said that she received a letter from Jimmy Hopkins in the Belgian Congo, Africa. He is running a sanitarium called “Hoppy’s Flea Haven.” The nurse assisting him was Janet I loffman. Willis Heid-enreich trained the fleas. Arlene Barth was appointed to keep an eye on the “biting” ones and to give first aid to those bitten. Jim said lie had a difficult time getting these classmates to go there with him but that he finally succeeded. After leaving Viv that afternoon, I decided I would depart for Walnut the following morning. I arrived in the great metropolis and went to my sister’s to stay. I went down town to buy a new dress at “Gloria’s.” (She sells only Paris originals!) When I entered the shop, the floor walker, Tommy Flanders, stepped up and asked me to handle the merchandise w i t h care. Gloria came while I was talking and asked me if I had seen the new skating rink in which she was the organist. (That is after her work in her dress shop.) That evening 1 went to sec the rink, only to find Jane Peach and Donald Mun-gor. They told me that they owned it and arc also the champion couple skaters. Virginia Strader came in while I was there and started putting on other people’s skates. She « vas skate-girl. I must close for now. As ever, Alberta. P. S. How are your four darling boys, Oscar, Hank, Alfred, and Orville? They are so cute. (F.spccially when they wrecked vour car last year.) You must be proud of them. I know their being paratroopers must worry you but in ten years they’ll be through with their basic training. Be patient! Compliments of Atherton Grain Company

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Class Prophecy appearance, she did. I asked what in the world she was doing as a cab driver. Her husband had been ill and she had taken over was her reply. (It didn’t matter to her that she had driven only twice in her life.) Her husband, Ellsworth Kelly, may have been ill, or he might have been out scouting around in the sport’s field. (Can’t forget his high school experience, you know.) Soon I bid her adieu. As I arrived at the airport I caught a glimpse of Caroline Parker driving by in her Cadillac. She was on her way to Arkansas to pick strawberries. Lucky gal! Running up the ramp, I tripped and fell with an awful thud. When 1 came to, the pilot and stewardess were standing over me with worried looks. I almost went out again for there were Herb Gerdes and Phyllis Renner. They had just been married. Emergency flight instructions were postponing their honeymoon plans. We landed in El Paso late in the afternoon. I went directly to the hotel where I had reservations and took a barh and rested. I was very tired after the trip and my head didn’t feel very well. After my rest, 1 arose, eager to tour this Texas city. My stomach soon told me that it was meal time. I went down to the lounge and ordered a large steak. A charming couple approached the dance floor in Spanish dance costumes. When they finished their number, they spotted me at my ring-side table and came over. I’ll bet you can’t guess who they were. None other than Rita Middleton and John Wallis. Since they had to change for their next number. we didn’t get to chat very long. I left the hotel and was walking down the street when I heard someone singing “Chattanooga Shoe Shine Boy.” Remembering that song had been popular in Walnut about the time of our last Musicade, I turned around to find where those sweet notes were coming from. To my surprise there was John Perino on the street corner, shining shoes. We chatted for awhile and he said that he was making a small fortune with his shoe-shine business. Walking on down the lonely street, I ran across a circus poster with a picture of “The Pat Lady,” Lois Ganschow. I wished that I could have stayed to see her, but 1 knew that I couldn’t spare another day. Vacation time is never long enough. I landed in Phoenix, Arizona, at high noon the next day. We had had a rather bumpy trip because of a bad storm. (Another upset stomach!) I went to a house where a sign read “Rooms for rent. Dolly Stickle opened the door. She had a skunk farm in the country, but lived in the city because she just couldn’t stand the smell. I asked her if she knew where I could find more of our classmates. But, as usual, she couldn’t give me any information. She talks as much, if not more, than ever. I stayed for a few days and then left again. This time for San Francisco. In the post office of the “Golden Gate city, a letter from home awaited me. How happy I was to have mother send me the Compliments of Andersen's Oil Station

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Bequeaths I, Phyllis Albright, do bequeath my ability to keep busy in study hall to Marit Wangelin. I, Arlene Barth, do bequeath mv boggie beat to Buddy Wharton. I, Betty Bourquin, do bequeath my singing ability to Beatrice Trobaugh. I, Lawrence Clausen, do bequeath my height to Henry Kuhncrt. I, Zulma DcWacle, do bequeath my ability to hit the punching bag to Henry Kuhncrt. 1, F.ugene Farmer, de bequeath mv manly stature to Richard Albright. I, I ommy Flanders, do bequeath mv ability to keep a girl to Roger Gallentine. 1, Marjorie Fritz, do bequeath my quiet ways to Dick Christensen. 1, Charlene Gallentine, do bequeath my flirty way to Harold Bohm. I, Lois Ganschow, do bequeath my love for bangs to Marjorie Von Holtcn. 1, Herbert Gerdes, do bequeath mv curly hair to Ronald Birkey. I, N'elda Ann Glodcn, do bequeath my love of music to Joyce Larson. I, Alberta Gustafson, do bequeath my abilitv to go out every night in the week to Kay Wedding. 1, Devon Hallman, do bequeath my Ford car to Frederick Schoaf. I, Wayne Kletzien, do bequeath mv bas voice to Douglas Anderson. 1, Willis Heidenreich, do bequeath mv driving ability to Richard Albright. I, Janet Hoffman, do bequeath my blonde hair to Marjorie Gilchrist. I, James Hopkins, do bequeath mv leadership ability to Neale Wallace. I, Ellsworth Kelly, do bequeath my managing ability to Frederick Schoaf. I, Don Larson, do bequeath my love for all the girls to Ronald Birkey. I, Sue Livev, do bequeath my giggle to Erin Larkin. I Dorothy Magnuson, do bequeath my ability to get along with my “steady” to .Marlene Hoffman. I, Rita Middleton, do bequeath my skating ability to Nita Hunter. I, Don Mungor, do bequeath my good looks to Dick Christensen. I, Vivian Obcrle, do bequeath my abilitv to g steady to Betty McElvania. I, Jane Peach, do bequeath my ability to eat candy in study hall (and get caught) to Neale Wallace. 1, Robert Peach, do bequeath my love for blondes to Buddy Wharton. I, John Pcrino. do bequeath my black hair to Douglas Andersen. I, Lois Peterson, do bequeath my crown to the future queen and my ability to chew gum and get caught to Jo Ann Snider. I, Phyllis Renner, do bequeath my small stature to Nita Hunter. I, Billy Saner, do bequeath my ability to get along with all the girls to Roger Gallentine. I, Gloria Schoff, do bequeath my dark hair and long eye lashes to Jo Ann Fritz. I, Dolly Stickle, do bequeath my ability to tell stories to Harold Bohm. I, Virginia Strader, do bequeath my love for one man to Norma Wolfe. I, John Wallis, do bequeath my health to Onilee Brandenburg so that she will be back next year. I, Dean Winchell, do bequeath my “A grades in bookkeeping to Myril Hallman. I, Caroline Parker, do bequeath my long hair to Joyce Larson. Fo Mr. Hatland we leave a quiet third hour study hall and no gum chewers. To Mrs. Watson we leas e a speech class that will have their speeches on time. 1 o Mr. Snider we leave a good history class. Fo Mr. O’.May we leave a group of good singers. To Miss Cullv sve leave a small bookkeeping class. To Miss Osborn we leave a cook book. To Mr. LaRussa we leave a chemistry class that will follow instructions. To Miss Dufelmeier we leave a group of “A” students in English IV. Compliments of A. J. Balagna Radio-Electric Shop