West Salem High School - Neshonoc Yearbook (West Salem, WI)

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No one hit the bed till about 11:30 that night. The boys had a candle parade thru the halls of the hotel in their pajamas, and did several more spectacularC?) stunts. They had plenty of company, for the teams from Eol-men,Bangor, Soldiers Grove, Spring Green, etc., were on the same floor.They did one particularly clever stunt that didn't appeal to Scott Huntley, who ran the hotel, and he called a cop. The cop saw the funny side of it,and all he did was warn the boys that he'd stick them all in the jug if it were bigger. Scott foamed at the mouth till they gave him a shower. He' didn't remember the old saying, Boys will be nuts, or whatever it is. Me made lots of new friends. The Soldiers Grove team had a goofy manager (even worse than ours , and they kicked him out of their room and the poor guy was a man without a room. Me took him into our humble abode,and bade him abide with us until the next morn, and (you guessed it), he slept in bed I was in, making three of us on that one rock. About two o'clock this mgr. whom we called Touchy.decided to read a magazine, but Rudy and Bony made him quit. Our mattress(?)was always sliding off,so this ingenious guy straps it down with Bony's garter,and every time one of us moved,the garter stretched up and down. Bony finally rescued his garter,for as he said, he didn't care to wear it around his stomach. The light in the hall bothered us by shining in thru the transom;so Touchy climbed up on the railing of the bed and lab-ourously hung towels over the transom. He was almost done when the light went out in the hall. He took off the towels and jumped down. Of course the lights went on again. Then, Scott Huntley, mgr. crawled out into the hall and turned out the light. Until after four I was awake,trying to figure out what key those guys were snoring in. All I knew was that it was double fortissimo . The next day went by like all days do. That night we cheered for Soldiers Grove, and consequently they won the Consolation bracket. Then, wonder of wonders, we cheered for Bangor, and they won too.Inky was so horse after the game that he couldn't talk. Me sat in the hotel lobby till l:30;then we went to a restaurant and ate pie, ice cream, soup, ete.Me went to the depot, with out even saying good-bye to good old Scott. Me almost wore out our thumbs before a train finally stopped. On the way, we were tempted to ask the conductor to stop the train and fix the flat tire on our car. There must have been several, the way it Jolted! Me hit Salem about 5:30, and most of us spent the day in bed, dreaming about the swell time we had had. Forward Mgr. A1 Center Sub. Guard Sub. Forward Coach -25-

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