Whitesville High School - Wycenian Yearbook (Whitesville, NY)

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 CLASS PFOPFECT As I walked into ray apartment of the Hotel New Yorker, I told ray maid, Helena, that I would not need her for about a month because I was going on my vacation and Intended to visit ray classmates of Whitesvllle Central School. Helena helped to pack my bag and called my garage-man to bring ray car around. Here I knew that Robert Deck owned a mortuary. I stopped and had dinner with Bob and a pretty blonde whom he Introduced as his wife. Bob said that bus- iness was booming and as much as he would like to see his classmates he could not leave. He told me to say hello to all of them for him. I soon decided that I must be on my way and giving them my best wishes, I started on. My next stop was in Whitesvllle where I inquired about the remainder of my classmates. I learned that Guy Grover is part-owner of the Grover-Case Mach- inery with a branch office in Whitesvllle. I went to his office and visited with him for a little while. He is still unmarried but is looking for the right girl. Jane Richmond Kenyon lives on a prosperous farm on the outskirts of Whites- ville. She finally decided she liked farming and settled down with Richard and their two children. In Rochester, I found Jean Richmond still the quiet, serene girl that she was in high school. She is now the head librarian in the University of Roch- ester. I remembered how she always liked to read books. My next stop was in Chicago, where most of my classmates seemed to have gone. Here I first met Harold Bledsoe, who is editor-in-chief of the Chicago Daily Miracle. He told me that Lowell Coleman was his No. 1 sport's reporter. During dinner with Harold and Lowell I learned that Fred Lewis' Chicago Cubs Baseball Club is headed for the pennant in the National League. After this I went to my hotel room and decided to look up Fred in the morning. The next day I looked for Fred but was informed that he had gone South with his team. In the evening I went to the Black Spot Night Club and was met at the door by Karl Crittenden. He informed me that he was sole owner and that there was a surprise awaiting me inside. I went inside and settled back to hear the music. A tall dark-haired singer appeared which I recognized as Gertrude Haskell. It was good to see that they were as good friends as they were in high school. On my last day I stopped at the Freeman Constructing Corporation where Rich- ard has his headquarters. He builds summer homes for the rich people. He has one of his own. I went home with Richard and met his red haired wife and their little boy who is four. When leaving Chicago, I stopped at 66 Terrace Place where Jane Snow Folts lives. I was surprised to hear that Walter was in the regular Army, stationed near Chicago. Jane and Walt are building themselves a new home. Near Cleveland Ohio; a large neon sign of Frost's Frosted Foods caught my eye. Fred Is the president and owner of the business. He has become a success- ful business man. Three days later I stopped at the Kear's Friendly Service in Olean to have my car serviced. Who was the curly haired man polishing the windshield? Why, Dougal of course, whom I haven't seen since high school days. He worked in a garage then and hasn't changed at all. A few days later I arrived back at ray apartment and decided to rest the re- mainder of ray vacation, before going back to my work at the General Hospital. I have enjoyed seeing all my classmates of 1948 and am giving my best wishes that their success will continue. Pauline Swort