Westervelt High School - Westerian Yearbook (Westervelt, IL)

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E i i 1 J S I w 1 1 i F X L 2 S E i

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S E N I O R P R O P H E C Y One afternoon in the year of 1975, I walked down the main street of my home town which now has a population of l0,000. As I looked down the street, I saw a streetcar rolling up Yantlsville Avenue. As it went by me, I saw that Lavonne Largent was the driver. She looked as pretty as ever, and had her hair in a little knot on the back of her neck, ln- stead of down around her shoulders. The car stopped at the corner where there was a sign saying 'Boys Barber Shop.n I wonder if that could be Bob Boys, so I looked through the window. It was Bob, but he had changed considerably. His face looked old and wrinkled, and his hair d1dn't look quite the same. He started to wipe the sweat off of his forehead, and his wig fell off! No wonder his hair d1dn't look natural. Then I turned .back no the street car and I saw Fred Rice getting out with ten kids. It seemed as though they were going to the barber shop. Those kids must be following the trade of their father, because they started playing 'Cops and Robbersu right on the side-walk. They got so rough that they knocked an old lady down. While Fred was standing there with his mouth open trying to apologize, he recognized her as Vera Lamb, an old class-mate. After help- ing her up, Fred asked her which one of the boy's she had married. After hesitating she answers, 'None of them. 'I am now a contented old maid.' Then she hurried on and Fred once more started to the Barber shop. As I looked back at the car, I saw Dale Smith getting out, with a high hat and a cane. He went into a building which had a sign WAdv1ce to the Lovelorn.' As I walked by I saw Dorothy Huffer sitting there giving Dale advice, He was telling her that he was the boss of Montgomery Ward and was in love with his beau- tiful secretary. The girl was much younger then he, so he wanted to know if he should marry her or not. He also add- ed, nshe has already asked me.' .The little old lady QDorothyJ who had white hair and a shawl around her shoulders answered, uFor goodness sake, man, if you love the girl, marry her!'

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I crossed the street and stopped in front of a night club. One of societies' most popular ladies, Ermajean Hodges, stepped out. She d1dn't look as though she had changed a blt but went on hurrying down the street. Just ahead of her was the city's Hermit, Tom Burk. He was trying to act as though he d1dn't see her, but she kept on follow- ing him and yelling at him. ' p When they had faded out of sight, I thought I'd take one more glance into the night club. One of the dancer's looked familiar. Suddenly it dawned on me that it was Hazel Eversole. She was a swell dancer but lt was time for me to hurry on. There was a street car coming, so I hurried to the cor- ner to get on it. There were already several people stand- ing there. One of the person's I noticed especially was a beautiful blonde, who had several black headed children. Yes, it was the former Louise Walden, now Mrs. Brewer. She seemed to be furious about something. Then I heard her say 'If you wouldn't have' wrecked the car we wou1d't have to ride on this street carl' But James wasn't complaining, he Just stood and smiled. , The bus was very crowded but I managed to sit by a window so that I could see out. The streets d1dn't look at all familiar, so I decided that I was on the wrong bus, but it seemed like a nice part of town. Then I heard some one call my name. I looked and there was Audrey Reichert standing on the porch of a large house. I saw in a gossip column by C. E. Smith that Audrey was a widow for the third time. QDo you suppose that Smith could be the Cecil Smith who was principal of Westervelt High School in l945?J Well, finally, to my surprise, I saw my own house. My, but that had been a wonderful day!