Windsor High School - Pow Wow Yearbook (Windsor, IL)

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Senior Clans Prophecy What a day for a reunion! Combining the Harvest Picnic and a class of ’46 get-together seemed like a wonderful idea and we certainly had a nice day for it. As we began to gather in the new pavilion which we had rented for the occasion one of the first people I saw was Foster Buckley. He was especially noticeable because of the Navy uniform he still wore. He was home on a short leave with his wife, the former Edith Bolin. While we were talking, a truck drove up and “Doc” Bunyard began to unload ice cream. He told me that he now has the corner drug store and even though he had to work until noon he and Doris would try to get there for the dinner. A muscular five year old went by like a flash and just behind him was Raymond Carnine. Giving up the chase he stopped to shake hands and talk awhile. He said that he and Joyce and little Phillip were in town for the picnic but would soon return to Champaign where he is an instructor at the U. of I. I asked him about Bill Camic and he said that Bill couldn’t be with us because he was traveling in the south where he buys tobacco for the Old Gold company. In the brief pause that followed I watched the reunion of the Delp brothers. George has married another classmate, Virginia Carroll, and is living on the farm west of Windsor. Robert, who is secretary of the Decatur Chamber of Commerce was to be the speaker of the afternoon and he began to tell us all about it! His voice was drowned out by an approaching motorcycle. When the dust settled we found its driver to be none other than Noble Doak. He is still traveling with the circus, where he drives his motorcycle up a vertical wall, stops to light a cigarette, and then drives back down again. We had hardly recovered from this shock when our attention was drawn to an airplane doing some fancy skywriting. It gave greetings to the class of ’46. My friends told me this was the work of Clara Cox, who has become a famous aviatrix. We couldn’t help overhearing Robert Douthit bragging about the pig he planned to enter in the afternoon’s livestock show. Robert is really busy trying to run a farm and a filling station, too. A large limousine pulled up to the door and we could hardly recognize its occupant as the Frank Edwards we once knew. It seems he has put down his bashfulness, married Barbara and become a famous orator. Ruth Gaddis, with the help of her business manager, Kieth Gustin, was distributing autographed copies of her latest book entitled, “Why I Hate Men.” Kieth says she means it and as he spends a lot of time with her he should know. Upon studying the billing for the afternoon show I ran across a number listed as, “Rosa O’Hamilton, Famous Irish Fan Dancer.” Somewhere in the back of my mind this name struck a familiar cord and my friends assured me me that it was indeed our Rose. She has become quite well known on broadway and was performing merely as a favor for her old home town.