Warrensburg High School - Hackensack Yearbook (Warrensburg, NY)

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Prophecy Abeline, Texas Sometime in the Future Dear Sarah, I would appreciate it very much if you would come with me to Europe to assist me in an operation on De Gaul’s left thigh muscle. I have just finished visiting all of our former classmates and some of them are quite the people. I am writing this letter from Royce Carpenter’s beet farm in Texas. He has a huge farm and employs around fifty men. What a swanky house he has. It would seem that it is a mile long, built on the style of a rambling ranch house. I saw Warren Johnson in New Jersey and he is the head man and controlling stockholder in a chain of fruit stores in the city of Jersey and its surrounding areas. He has a very nice wife and three children. The biggest surprise of my life came when I was out on the West Coast. I had stopped in to see one of my old patients in Hollywood, when I saw a new house being built. I asked who it was for and he told me Ed Binder was building a home for one of Bing Crosby’s sons. Can you imagine my surprise? We had dinner together and he told me about you being a medical nurse and rated one of the best in the country. That is why I am writing this letter to you. I will be in New York on the Twenty - first of January and will see you. Ernie Frulla is a deisel engine dealer in Kansas City. He has a very nice ga- rage on the outskirts of the town. He does a big business and I was lucky to catch him between two business dates. We had lunch together and had a wonderful time. There is not much need to talk about our great friend Del Mattison. Everybody in the country certainly knows him. I wonder if he liked being Speaker of The House of Representatives. It certainly is a man sized job for him. Betty Maltbie is the Supervisor of the lab technicians at Johns Hopkins hospital. I asked her out to dinner and she is just as she used to be. I had to wait thirty min- utes before she was finally ready. Herbie Smith has taken over Lee Stockton’s place in the Colonial Arms. Albert Emerson is quite feeble and Herbie is his right hand man. The hotel has been done over on the inside and out, and is very beautiful. I was in the cocktail lounge and was watching the Giants play the Dodgers. Walsh is a very good player manager for the Dodgers, as most of us think. That particular day Jim had four hits for five times at bat. Not so bad, huh? I forgot to tell you but Lizzy Merithew is Del Mattison’s private secretary. She is just as pretty and nice as ever. She wishes that she could go back and live a few of the old school days over again. Bev Bolton owns the eating place where Alphonso’s used to be. It is now called The Bolton House and is one of the best eat- ing places in the North. Kathy Burch and Barb Parker are at odds in court. Kathy designed a new low 12

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CORINNE SCHEMERHORN She just loves To romanticise, This lass with Homefire in her eyes. HAROLD WILSEY Why should the devil have all the good times ? 11

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cut dress, and when she displayed it on live models at Saks Fifth Avenue a riot broke out. Barb, who was on° o' the mode's, was hurt. She is trying to sue Kathy but I don’t think she will win. Out in Corvallis, Oregon, Alice Whittemore is the head of the English depart- ment at Oregon State University. She raises cane with the administration and all the students say she is a slave driver. I can just imagine what she would have said about an English teacher a few years ago. Our class dancer has finally reached the top. She is making movie in Holly- wood called “Twinkle Toes.” It could be no other than Beverly Prespare. We all hope it is a good movie. Did you hear that Himey Wilsey is the sales manager of the Pontiac Motor Company? Corrine is a director of an Orphans Home in New York City. She is just as happy as can be. Her husband is at sea most of the time and she is quite heartbroken over it. I will see you in a few days. I have to sign off now, for Royce and I are going swimming. Back in ’37 we got our start And all these years graduation has been our mark, Through the grades we steadily toiled Students screamed and teachers boiled, We finally made the seventh grade What a clatter and bang we made Came, June we found we had passed Into 8th homeroom we were cast, From year to year we flew Great were the pleasures, disappointments few, New classmates we were to gain But others left and broke the chain. When graduation finally came We left W.C.S. to gain our fame, But no matter where we go We will always remember friend and foe, Made in our thirteen years of school days, And laugh at our silly ways. Sincerely yours, J. E. Cunningham M.D. 13