Wisconsin School for the Deaf - Tattler Yearbook (Delavan, WI)

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Robbin Ripple lived in Memphis. Tennessee, Ricky I.oescher and Robbin Rigglc resided in .1 bachelor apartment. They were outside when we arrived. Both of the boys worked for a large industry I was taken back when they bragged that they dated girls every night! Robbin said he will propose to a certain girl and hoped to marry next year. Ricky likes girls so much that he has many pictures of them on the walls. They each owned five cars! Wow! We drove to the Virginia School for the Deaf, where we met our old classmate. Linda Barbian. She was a Reading and English teacher in the High School Department. In fact, she was very strict! She married the most wonderful man on earth eight years ago. He has tall dishwater blonde hair (odd. is it not?) and blue eyes. She was still os talkative as ever. She reported that a very good friend of hers was in town. David Smith. He invited us to his space farm. We drove there in our new space car. He was successful in his work as a space farmer. He had all kinds of space cows, so weird we didn't say anything. He had a light-haired, blue-eyed wife and a cute child. His wife had graduated from Mars College for the Deaf with a degree in milking space cows. In their living room, we watched television with David and his sweet wife. Suddenly there was a special news report. Television, nowadays, is the sire of movie screens we used to have at theatres in the 20th Century. There was a picture of Lenette Sandberg She was a heroine! She had saved two lives. We excused ourselves and rushed over to her place In West Virginia in two seconds flat! She looked gallant and we couldn't believe It was she! She was married to a 280 lbs. man with jet-black hair and bluish-gray eyes. They now had 9 kids, 3 space cats, which have antennaes, 2 eight-legged dogs and a cow. She worked at Space Center as a typist. We stayed there for several days. Then we decided to visit Gallaudet College in Washington. D. C. We were told a Wisconsin boy was in a big business and it was booming. We located the building where he worked and approached a gentleman who was strangely familiar. He was tall, brown haired and blue-eyed He also had mustache. It was Carl Frels. the math whiz of 1971 class. He did not even recognize me until I showed him our old yearbook. He was sort of an absent-minded “professor”. He has been chosen as an executive in the Research Center and was in process of inventing a new kind of math. Frelmatlc''. It was to be a required course for all high-school seniors and had all kinds of crazy formulas. He was married to a swell gal with brown hair and blue eyes. They had two kids and triplets on the way. We decided to take a plane to London. England. My mischievous friend, who knew we were on the way. surprised us at the airport She was Virginia Bethke. (Of course, she had a mischievious grin on her face.) She told us that she had met the most romantic man from Venice. Italy. He was an ambassador from Italy to England, now. They were married after three month courtship seven years earlier. They now had three kids. We were really surprised when we saw their home! It was such a beautiful six-bedroom home. We were invited to stay overnight. I had not seen her for twelve years! Our husbands got busy talking about space football. Imagine playing football 5.000.000.000 kilometers in space with a regular stadium and all kinds of creatures as avid fans. On our way to the airport, we were quite shocked to meet Barbara Kowalski. She was one of well-known models for an agency of deaf girls. She was frequently very busy. Her lovable husband was her personal manager. He was tall, dreamy, black-haired and brown-eyed. (His eyes were so brown you could melt if you looked straight into them.) She was unable to talk with me any longer for she had to go to Norway to keep an appointment. She had four kids staying in Switzerland. We flew back to the United States and decided to visit another of our classmates— Charles Harbison. We learned that he is one of the most popular men in New York City. We received the shock of our lives when we finally met him. I no longer looked straight ahead at his face as I did in high school. Instead, I had to look way up. Charles was now 6 feet 9 inches tall with the help of modem space pills. He was to marry, in a week, a 6 feet 5 inches tall, dark-haired beauty. Her eyes was blue, as blue as the deep sea waters. It took him exactly nine years to get her! He is still a constant teaser. Wow! They hope to have two boys. After the visit, we realized we had not visited Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Burke (Mrs. Burke Is the former Yvonne Liska.) We had difficulty locating them so we went to the Lost and Found Center in Washington. D. C. We learned that Ernest and his wife. Yvonne, now resided on Planet 88. Now, where was that? We flew to Cape Kennedy and boarded a rocket whose destination was Pluto. Then we went to Planet 88 by space car only 8 kilometers farther. Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Burke lived in a strange, white, dazzling dome. They greeted us at the door. To our amazement, they had known we were on our way. They were dressed in dazzling space outfits and their heads were shaved to the skin. One side of their faces was colored purple while the other side was blue. They had a child on the way. They told me that the baby’s face will be colored pink!!! All around us. there were the weirdest kinds of animals we had ever seen! We were frightened! Our two sons were so scared that they cried! We had to bid them good-bye and went straight back home as fast as we could. It was the longest vacation we had ever had. but the best!!!! It took us exactly 368 days to visit all of nvy dear old classmates. Now we have four days left to relax in the dazzling white dome which is our home.

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Class Prophecy ... h b™ oiun. Hey. it s June 10. 1985! My darling brown-haired, brown-eyed husband reported that we arc to have a 370 day vacation. I was naturally thrilled. We had planned to have a trip around the world for a long tim. Our two wonderful sons ran screaming with joy when they heard about it. We departed the very next morning in our brand new 1985 fastback. At the space air station in Zulu, we obtained our tickets The ticket agent was strangely familiar. Guess who he was! Ronald Borkowski! We learned that he had not married yet, for he liked so many girls. In short, he is a man about town. He also had another part-time job and was very successful. On the train, we sat right across from Mr. and Mrs. Brian Robertson. What a coincidence! Mrs. Robertson, nee Mary Hoffer. and I had such a grand time getting reacquaint-cd. They now have eight kids, five boys and three girls. Six of them are carrot tops while the rest have jet-black hair like their daddy! We arrived at Dubuque. Iowa and flagged a cob To our amazement, the driver was Richard Bergner. He was accompanied by John Laufenbcrg. We hud the wildest ride ever and were we scared!!! The motor died suddenly so we had to call for help! A serviceman from the air station came along. He was Mark Mazur, my old pest. He was naturally thrilled to see me!! He repaired the engine and told us thut it wasn't necessary for us to pay because I was his old classmate. We thanked him for his kindness. We stopped off in downtown Dubuque. Guess who we met on the street! Debbie Graves and Gloria Roland!! They were on a shopping spree. We learned that they both worked for Mirro Spac-ey Co. Gloria has an ardent admirer and even has considered marriage in the near future. Debbie was already married to a nice, dark haired gentleman. They had an only child who resembled Debbie a lot. I was told Mary Harbison was an art teacher at the Iowa School for the Deaf. We wanted to see how she was so we went there. . . We met Mary Harbison in the school building outside of the art room where she had been working. I was extremely disappointed that she didn't remember me at all! (She didn’t know her own name, either.) I finally convinced her by showing her our old yearbook. I asked her if she had ever married. She paused and glanced at her finger. Then she nodded. Eagerly. 1 asked who the lucky guy was. Alas, she didn’t know! I asked if she had any children. She couldn’t remember! I realized then that she was absent-minded. She didn’t know who or where her family was. She invited us to stay at her home, but had forgotten where she lived. Poor Mary! We decided to go on to Berkeley, California. Fortunately, summer sch .ol was in session at the School for the Deaf. We found Mrs. C teaching a group of 6th graders on the 2nd floor. She was my dear old classmate who always had a big smile on her face. . . Patty Kuglitsch. In fact, she was still smiling!!! After class, we got reacquainted. She was married and had two kids. Incidentally, there was one on the way, too. Her amiable husband hos brown hair and brownish-hazel-blue eyes, (strange colors?) We were invited to stay overnight and had such a grand time. The next day, we went to Disneyland for our sweet kids’ sake. Guess who we saw there! Christine Grover and Ronald Kolda!! They were professional artists and the kids loved their drawings. I was aghast when I learned Ronald Kolda commuted to and from Texas daily. Ronald had a lovely dark-haired, blue-ey d wife. They live in a huge mansion! Wowwee! Christine married a man of medium-height with blonde hair and blue eyes. She had three kids with her to Disneyland and Boy. do they ever resemble their mom!!! We decided to rent a car and drive to Nevada. We had been driving a few seconds when we heard girls screaming and went to see what the commotion was all about. It was Mike Campagna! There was a flock of girls following, or rather chasing him. When he smiles, the girls simply go crazy!! Mike worked for a flying saucer company as a mechanic. At the same moment, we saw an ad to visit either Mexico or Brazil free of charge the very next day. We decided to take the opportunity to visit South America. As soon as we arrived in Brazil, we followed u crowd to a huge dazzling dome near the airport. It was the home of some very rich people. You could imagine how surprised we were when Mr. and Mrs. David Meddaugh appeared to greet the crowd. Mrs. Meddaugh, nee Barbara Majetich, welcomed us. We had the special honor to tour their beautiful home. They had eleven beautiful kids. Such a lucky couple!!!!!! We flew to Denver, Colorado by jet traveling at 128,579.999 m. p. h. We met Kathy Kern and Richard Fleming, by chance, near a factory. They still had not decided if they were good for each other. Both looked great! Kathy worked as key punch operator with different modem space-age instruments. Richard worked for a Chemical Co. as lab technician. He was trying to find a new ingredient for pills to make people stronger. He was also trying to create better meal pills for the citizens of the world. When we left them, they were still arguing.... We rode in an electric car. going 9950 m. p. h. to Tulsa. Oklahoma where we visited a well-known ranch. Incidentally, Martha Huntington works there as a ranch hand. We learned she married a tall, husky 250 lbs. man. He has reddish brown hair and hazel eyes. Martha was still as energetic as ever. They had five kids. In fact, the kids were running wild all over the place screaming their heads off!!! They told us that Ricky Loescher and

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c c ta i (did and Jsudamsmi. We, the Senior Class of 1971, of the Wisconsin School for the Deaf, being of sound mind and body, hereby declare the following as our last will and testament: To Mr. Huff, we leave all our troubles and a good luck charm to end them all. To Mr. Wescott, we leave an ample supply of brown hair coloring to hide his gray hairs caused by someone getting in trouble all the time. To Mrs. Gant, we leave a five-year supply of gas to be used while making so many trips to help our school and attend meetings. To Mr. Blackmer, we leave a wardrobe of mod styles. To Mr. Gant, we leave students who won’t get sick on the day of their psychological. To Mrs. Taylor, we leave a year supply of hearing aid accessoriea to give the students fast service in hearing aid repairs. To Mr. Cordano, we leave white powder to cover his easily acquired red face. To Mr. Kallina, we leave girls who won’t be so shy with him. To Mrs. Sue Kelly, we leave lots and lots of typewriter ribbons. To Mrs. Dunham, we leave a permit to drive the school bus on field trips. To Mr. Duick, we leave a reminder to all that he is 88 years old. To Mr. McKeon. we leave all the cherry bombs he wants so that he can catch our attention without hurting his poor feet! To Mr. Scribner, we leave a library full of joke books to tell his classes and other students. To Mr. Peacock, we leave five years supply of glasses so that he will have a pair handy when he breaks his by ‘’tossing” them off. To Mr. Rubiano, we leave a ten-year supply of A’s to give to other students. To Miss Bergstrom, we leave dozens of ardent admirers. To Mrs. Betty Kelly, we leave tickets to see a Packer game and her personal Official Football Handbook. To Miss Redenius, we leave a year supply of ear plugs so that she will not have to put up with all of the noise we made this past year, again next year. To Mr. Kastner, we leave dozen of beautiful girls to keep him company. To Mr. Byrne, we leave several bottles of vitamins to keep him peppy.