Wapakoneta High School - Retrospect Yearbook (Wapakoneta, OH)

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CLASS PROPHECY Dear Millie: Are you surprised io hear from an old classmate? Well, I've been traveling up and down and across the country, and you can't imagine how many of our old friends I ran into. I stopped in Albany, New York, to get some medicine for my sinuses, and who do you think the doctor's secretary was? None other than Beulan Metzger, and imagine my surprise when the doctor turned out to be Bud Faulder. When I had recovered from my shock, I drove to the airport where I was to board a plane which took off presently for Columbus. We hadn't been flying ten minutes when the stewardess, Wanda McCullough, came along with sanawiches. During our conversation she told me that,while she had been in a hospital in New York City recovering from an airplane crash, her nurses were Lanetta Mills and Margaret Bechdolt. All too soon the plane landed in Columbus and we had to bid her goodby. I needed some new clothes so I hurried uptown to buy an outfit. As I enered the door I ran into Katherine Hostetler who was head typist in ' Paris Fashions , an exclusive dress shop. To my surprise this shop was owned and operated by none other than my old pal, Helen Shlatter. I learned that practically all the dresses they handled were designed by Mary Bachman. Well, I was flabbergasted. To add to this, while I was buying my clothes, I ran into Isabelle Frazier. She was purchasing supplies for an extensive tour of Europe. With my outfit bought, I returned to my hotel for dinner. While dining, I discovered, much to my amazement, that Harold Koch's orchestra was furnishing the dinner and dance music. Because of financial difficulties, I went to a certified public accountant to get my affairs straightened out. I was told that the firm of Catterlin and Copeland was the best in town. When I arrived at their offices, I found they employed Lucille Metzger and Mary Custer as their typists, while Ruth Lusk was their bookkeeper. By this time I was absolutely dumbfounded when I realized how many of our classmates had become successful. Several days later I took a train to Chicago. I arrived in that windy city just in time to have my hair fixed before going to the Black Hawk, Chicago's finest night club. When I arrived at the beauty salon, who should I find working there but Evon DeLong, Fay Sawmiller and June Sprague, all experts in their work. Sc far this had been the queerest trip I had ever taken. That night a group of my friends took me to the Black Hawk where I found the orchestra under the leadership of Bob Bubp, while Rosema.y Kantner (his wife) sang the vocal refrains, and Dave Disney pia ed ihe drums. We ordered cheese sandwiches, which were so delicious thai I inquired as to who made the cheese. The waiter said it was made by Fishers' Cheese Company, one of the biggest concerns in Chicago. As I had an inkling this might be Freddie Fisher, I decided to investigate the next

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IN MEMORIAM MILDRED KELLER Home is the sailor, home from the sea, And the hunter home from the hill.

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CLASS PROPHECY morning. I found that what I had surmised was true, and much to my astonishment, Wm Kantner was Manager with Clyde Crusie as his assisstant. The next day I went to the airport to purchase a ticket to St. Louis. I had some trouble with my luggage and had to see the manager of the airport. Surprise upon surprise, Don Winterman proved to be the pe'son. He had grown a little around the waist but was still the same old Don. When I reached St. Louis, I attended a theater which was advertising The Follies Jr., a complete show of juvenile chorines. I was astounded to learn the director and teacher was Jean Marie Nichols. After the show, I was walking down the street and saw on a huge sign the words, MILDRED VARNER in SKIDDING . I cleverly found out her address and promptly went to see her. Together we went to Forest Park Highlands, a huge amusement park. While walking along the boardwalk, we decided to try our hand knocking down the ducks in the shooting gallery. As we picked up a rifle the manager jumped up, and we saw he was Bob Weitz. That evening we went to a professional football game; and after about five line smashes, we heard the announcer say Those line plunges are being made by number 21, Dale Claflin, and this play by play description is being announced by Richard Kennedy. While waiting in the station for my train to Salt Lake City, I noticed an announcement of the Public Library which was signed by Annette Hamilton, Head Librarian. My train was a new streamlined one, powered by Deisel motors. On my way to Salt Lake City, I asked if I might go into the control room. Upon entering the cab whom did I find but Bill Jarvis as the engineer. When I returned to my car I recognized Helen Jane Lusk as a fellow passenger. While conversing she told me she was a personal buyer for Saks in New York City. She also told me that Harriet Knatz was one of their bookkeepers. At Salt Lake City Hotel, we found Richard Reinhardt was head janitor. When we admired the architecture of the building, a guide told us that the architect had been Ned Krapf. We loitered around the hotel till evening, and then decided to rent an automobile and go for a ride. We went to the town's la'gest ga'age and there sat Chester Metzger in the manager's office. The next morning while we were riding on a Greyhound bus bound for Helena, Montana, our road was blocked by a forest fire. As we were watching the men fight the flames, I noticed that the forestry men were under the leadership of Ralph DeVore and that the militia was under the leadership of Norman Market. In Helena, I went to see William Koenig who was a big business man in that town. After a pleasant day I departed for San Francisco. On the trip I read about the developments in the famous Marsh-Black murder trial for which the defense council was John Lanning. Enroute to the golden city