Class Prophesy

Oh me! Another year has hurried by and the Calendar in the main office registers 1968! The halls seem very quiet as the doors close on the last day of school as if anticipating the "long hot summer," and I began reminiscing, as I so often do. Yes, the classes come and go each year, it for some reason there is one class that remains outstanding—the kids of 1958. I remember them all—a great bunch—lively and industrious. Maybe it’s because they had three valedictorians, or the best Carnival and prom, or because of their outstanding athletic achievements, or just because they had "School Spirit" (that's me!). The very best of all! I wonder what's become of that record breaking class now — say — I have it! ! I'm going to take a vacation to check up on the class of 1958 and see the places they've filled in the world. So I'll check them out and leave CHS for a little while . . . now let me see . . .

We didn't hove to look far, because right here in CHS we found Mike Taylor, who is teaching Industrial Arts here. And in just a few minutes I saw Donna Johansen (she's married and has a darling little family) . She came back to visit Miss East for a while! I was so proud of Gary Fuller when he finally received his diploma last night! Yep! He and Larry Ketelsen made it at last. Larry looked especially happy when he found that pretty young lady ... no wait!! Is.that - - it can't be—it is—it's Margo Wallace, and she's 5'10" tall and no more freckles! Imagine! I walked downtown with them and who should we see but Carol Houser in dungarees. She is the head janitor at Van Allen's after all these years of devoted service, down the street a ways, it looked like things were really buzzing, so I investigated. It was "Banana Boat Plant" of course, and sure enough, the head banana is Glen Kohler, whose offices extend from Clinton to Timbucto? From here I hopped on a bus for good ole Lyons, where I discovered that Carmen Koppenhover is presently the owner and manager of "Snack Harbor". And who should pull up alongside of me but Arvid Soderstrom (I hardly recognized him under that mustache!) He said he was very happily married to uttick (?) and will never leave Lyons. Of course Lyons theoretically wouldn't be if it weren't for "Rastrelli's", so I dropped in and learned that Gloria Dean, who still works there, has concocted a new recipe for Pizza that's sweeping the nation.

On the way out of town I spotted Louie Iten, who was also leaving town, golf clubs and all! I wisked through Camanche and smiled down on Curtis Powell the new Governor of the new State of Camanche! It always was a growing little State. The newest industry is the Barrows Coverall Company — Of Ross Barrows, community. Then Jon Goettsch, all dressed up like highway patrolman, went whizzing by me, looking very handsome and successful as such.

Passing through Des Moines, I learned that Lucy Baughman was elected as Governor of the State of Iowa! Good show, class, good show!!

Even "School Spirit" appreciates a lift once in a while, so when I saw Bill McClain come harleying down the pavement, I hopped on his scooter for a few miles. I hopped off in Nebraska when we passed a sign that said "Margie's Beauty Shoppe." Five miles down thataway. It was a lucky hunch, too, because there was Margie McKenrick—hadn't changed a bit—and she was laughing and talking as she pincurled Sharon Morthland's hair and—well I'll be! There were Judy Anderson, Judy Jordan, and Carolyn Roggendorf, all beauticians in Margies exclusive salon. Not far from here I saw another sign in a second story window of a very impressive building. It read "Miss Doctor Barbara Blinkensop, Psychologist". Peeking in I sawtwo more familiar faces—Jim Higby and John Krughel, both relaxing on those couches.

Into North Dakota I wandered, and who should I spy in the distance but Donald Jon Hinz, painting billboards!

Say — I ran into young Stanley Dierks at a roadside fruit market, and he told me that he had made his fortune these ten years by the patenting of a foolproof decoy that even fools the hunters and a book, which incidentally, may be made into a movie —called "What I Know About the Triple Winged Dado!" It's a best seller. While we're on the subject, Boyd Critz also has one on the list titled, "Math and Science Games for Parlor Parties." They tell me Boyd's working for the government these days.

I met Sandi Carenen in the Meats and Poultry port of a huge delicatessen in Colorado. Across the street, I saw Frances Galusha entering the bank, where she holds an executive position.

A circus train passed me by and someone waved—it was Dave Koepp—He's working as a clown with the "Greatest Show On Earth." And—believe it or not — Barb Benner is featured as a midget!!!????? Everything's looking up these days!!

I picked up a paper and read some good news about the Class of 1958. Evelyn Anderson has recently been chosen as "Mrs. America" and Bonnie Parchen was elected as "The Sweetest Secretary in the World"! Quite the honors this class receives!!

In Phoenix I met Don Schoepharster and Sandra Reynolds, vacationing with their 5 little blond boys! Such a lovely family! Those kids really hadn't changed much at all.

On the highway once again, I looked up to see a familiar face smiling down at me from a Py-co-pay billboard. Yes siree—I recognized smiling Darrell Worlien! I remember him so we!! as a Senior! And I hadn't gone much farther when I saw Elaine McDaniel in front of her new home—I overheard her telling Nancy Hart, her neighbor, that they had just purchased the latest thing — a super speedy atomic oven. She added proudly that it was invented by Jarold Lein!! Great boy, Jarold.

Passing through Nevada, I heard that Nancy Holmes had a sewing school on a Camanche reservation! How nice!

Arriving in Las Vegas I caught sight of a big tent with a sign reading "Hear Gary Buell tonight." Naturally I slipped in—to discover that he was teaching and coaching fellas in "The Art of Bachelorhood!!! He hadn’t changed a bit either!!

In the same neighborhood, I met Geneva White, who had retired already, having made her fortune making mobiles!

During a stop-over in Dallas I had the surprise of my existence! There at the "National Housewives Convention" I met so many of the Seniors of 1958—Johanna Smith was there, and Lois Lundquist, with Phyllis Judd, Judy Tallman, Dixie Wright. Bev Stuedeman, Margaret Bishop, Sandra Goff, Doris Williams, Sharon Steffey, and also, Betty Rockwell, Sharon Gregerson, Karen Ugarph, Arlene Thomas, and Deanna Schyvincht!!! They all told me their married names but, of course, I can't remember them all.

My search for the class of 1958 was very successful already when I arrived in Hollywood and lo and behold—I found another bunch of the more talented ones! Yep—there right on the set I saw Cowboy Don Knutson having it out with Cattle Rustler Wally Parker! Also on a different location I met Donna Peterson, currently starring in the hit "I Remember Mr. Ericksen!!!" In that same day, I met little Elaine Kratz, now Mrs. Ed Williams, who invited me to her sister-in-law's (Esther, of course, of course!) to watch TV. I'm awfully glad I did, because I found that many in our famous class of '58 had mode their fortunes in that medium! On the first channel I saw Jim Crosby singin' with Bing on the Walla Walla Bong Show! Jim Stehbens, a TV engineer, ran across the set once. His hair is still curly! Guess what' David Hersch has taken over "Ed Sullivan's Show" and was featuring the singing sensation of the nation, Tommy Gene Sampson, who was being awarded his 1,000 th Gold Record!! Jim Stehbens ran across the set again. When the commercial time came, there was John Thomson for White Owl Cigars! Flipping channels I immediately recognized the distinctive style of our one and only Bill Limbrecht on Arthur Murray's Dance Party! The next program was announced as a marathon—featuring Karen Meggenberg and Mike Kearney-—a talking Marathon sponsored by the Mallard Mattress Co., owned and operated by Dennis McKinley of Iderdown. New Jersey! The commercial featured two charming young men sleeping away on Mallard Co. mattresses and—sure enough! The models of contentment were George Huber and Harry Bailey. I was certainly thrilled that evening to find that Diane Petterson had taken Geisele McKenzie's place on the show called "Your Rock and Roll Parade"! And our own Bill Iliff is starring on "Bachelor Father". On another station we watched Zorro (and there was Jim Stehbens getting in on it again!). And by golly Zorro's mask fell off—and you guessed it!!! It was Paul Jenkens! His show was sponsored by Nestles Quick Co., co-owned by Kenny Quick, of the hot drink division! After leaving the Williams home, I met Suzie Dierks on a mountain trail, and she let me ride on her burrow, and we hadn't gone far before we met Ronny Densmore, a ditch digger who made good by rediscovering gold in Sutter's back yard.

Up the line a ways, Suzie and I came across a lumber camp and couldn't help ever-hearing the bragging and praises about their camp cook, Gloria Pauline—she was setting table for 500, so we didn't stop to visit. Then we crossed the line into Canada, and come to a fabulous resort- owned by the big tycoon, Ron McDevitt. And the first beauty I saw on the beach was Joan McCall, who still doesn't look a day over twenty one!

From here I caught a train and a glimpse of the engineer told me he was Jerry Jorgensen—even if he had grown a beard! In the station I saw two familiar looking feet sticking out and immediately recognized Jim Whitted whose job entails inspecting the underside of freight cars while they are moving yet!!! The train pulled out and back in the baggage car I met Gary Lorenz, who introduced himself as an educated bum traveling around the world! We passed Great Lakes and I'm sure I saw Danny Kruse swabbing a front porch. I took a seat in the passenger car and who should sit next to me but Ronny Koehn, who told me about his fabulous job with the Ford Motor Company (and it all started back in High School). And imagine this! — the two impressive looking businessmen ahead of us turned out to be Mike Lane and John Miller, who made a mint by patenting a new type of butch wax for people who are nearly bald.

Getting off the train, and traveling again in spirit, yours truly, CHS. School spirit, ran into Judy Flack and Karen Tollenaar who are DCW's (Daughters of the Civil War) and doing some research work on Abe Lincoln! Before long I arrived in Chicago.

I was very pleased to read in the Chicago Times (which, I am proud as punch to say, is edited by Annette Colburn) that Anthony Schultz and Don McManus were recently appointed co-managers of Marshal Fields. And also that Charles Tillema was selected as the "Father of the Year 1968”! Very good! Glancing farther I noticed that Karren Eggers has taken over for Ann Landers and doing a wonderful job!

I passed by the famous Wrigley Building and the doorman recognized me and mentioned that this building and also the Gateway Bridge and also several London Streets are owned by Mr. Orrin Wilson! I decided to pay a call, and in the elevator who should I run into but Pat Ries, now a fashion model, complete with hat box and poodle! Phyllis Shaw and Susan Spalding greeted me as Orrin's receptionists and told me he's "out to lunch". Speaking of Orrin—Jan Detlefsen is tutoring Martin Ray's seven children in a fashionable pent house lakeshore apartment. He made a fortune selling birdhouses for pink and purple people eaters. And believe it or not Pat McCutcheon is teaching Ballet in the Bijou Theatre. Barbara Nichols and Ed own Tam-o-Shanter now!

Out in the country and headed East once again, I saw a farmer leaning on his plow and he sorta smiled and waved—and it turned out to be Richard Holst! And down the path a piece, I saw Jone Carlsen painting his barns. We chatted about the "good ole days", and then she showed me the form of big John Shaff, and farmer Bob Stevenson! They all looked great to say the least!

Heading south, I ran into Rolfe McMillin who made his fortune working in Fort Knox. Speaking, of money, did I mention that one million dollar bills picture debonaire Dick Abbott? That's right! And mentioning fortunes, Whitey David Mohr made his washing windows in high places!

The minute I entered Kansas I found out that Candy Kabrick was the A No. 1 model for Osh Kosh Overalls! And Kai John Hansen was standing in a greenhouse—he's seven feet tall now—but some of his plants were bigger than he even!

I peeked in on our dentist. Doctor Kurt Truax, who was pulling Dick Whitney's teeth in Missouri—and also his leg! And in the same town I saw prosperous Danny Sear, a manufacturer of false eyelashes. John Price want whizzing by me and when I caught up and asked him about his hurry, he replied, "Whell gosh — in my 1958-68 class prophesy I thought I'd be in jail today and the place closes at noon. Now there's school spirit for ya.

Of course, I couldn't go South without stopping at Cape Canaveral, Florida. It seems that John Frampton and Tom Foster had just been fired to Mars and the Moon respectively. It's quite civilized up there they tell me, and young Tom Ryan is giving dancing lessons on Venus! Hmmm! (heh heh!) Bruce Kamer, a space pilot, offered to take me sightseeing but—I wanted to see more of our great class.

I stopped at Miami Beach to chat with handsome Jack Kent, a professional lifeguard with umbrella, cushion, transistor and all! Dennis Wilson was there, poor guy, with his head in a sling due to a lab accident on the job—but he sure had a nice tan! And way out there diving off the Queen Mary was Dick Kammerer in the loudest shirt you ever did see!

Headed north once again I passed a sign that said "Gloria Hurlburt's Hamster Haven" and I though of Ethyl and Albert and Mr. Bohlke.

In Philadelphia I learned that Cathie Lockhart is playing, drums with the Philharmonic, and Bill Day has the lead in Romeo and Juliet!

Neva Hansen is in the singular profession of making shoes for opera stars'!'. Good show! And I met Lois Creveling arriving at the theatre. She still has the same car, all right, only now she has a chauffeur.

I shipped right over to Delaware, where I saw Marlene Holm hanging out her wash on the newest X-ray-super-dry-fast line — and on to New York City!

In the subway, the first person I saw was Ronny Conrad, who, all glistening in a red satin tuxedo, told me of his fame as a Broadway producer! He gave me some guest tickets to his latest show starring Jimmy Durante and Ross Spooner! I had lunch in the Greenwich Village and sow Jane Daldorf doing a street scene with Georgia Campie (just like in ye old Art I, period II class!)

Natcherally I had to take in a ballgame since Bob Sierk is the new manager of the New York Yankees and they were playing the Clinton Pirates. Mrs. Manager of the New York Yankees (better known as Bonnie Bell) sat in a box with a kitty (not kiddy) called Rhubarb.

Sock dresses are still in style, and Judy Shankle runs Sachs—5th Avenue now. Carla Stinson sews up all the originals that Pierre Lowell Marx designs. The main customer at that time was Arlene Hull whose ponytail is drawn to her waist now!

Just a stop over in Washington, D.C. and I saw Carolyn Garvey typing 500WPM on the new hydrogen writer! Good show, ole girl! The big question here at the moment was: who do the Dempublican and Republicrats want for President of the U.S., Jerry Herbron or Bruce Scribner? Jerry Edleman is the prettiest lawyer of the Supreme Court.

From here I decided to go abroad in search of other classmates.

Larry Zeilman waved to me at La Guardia as he untangled a jet propelled thing. Really makes me feel good to know all the gang remembers old CHS school spirit! Yes sir! I made my plane reservations for Siberia with Suzie Curtiss, as attractive as ever in the latest fashions, the pimapple bob!

Flying over the ocean, I glanced down and saw Jan Tyler and Dave still honeymooning on the Beach at Wakiki. And we flew over a shrimp boat and I'm positive I recognized Martha Krabbenhoft and her sailor spouse! I also spotted Bette Lou Kynett teaching Laurel Peetz's children the know-how of "Australian crawling across the English channel!"—And Julia Goss, the president of Coppertone (guaranteed to tan you) sun tan lotion, played hookey on a raft. The Stewardess looked very familiar and was Carol Peterson! Sweet as ever!

We landed in a mountain village in Switzerland and I heard some yodeling and turned to see Larry Kramer, coming down the trail with his prize eleven kids! Yes, Larry's operating a goat farm in the hills there.

Say, I certainly got in on some excitement at the Olympics in Helsinki! I saw a whole group of people gathered around an American car. It seems somebody threw a discus and it missed—and—for heaven's sakes! Not Carol Gilbert again! Yep! The first event on the Olympic Program was modern dancing, and Julie Carr won that by a long shot! Next our own Ted Davelis copped the cry for the "Universal Ping Pong Player Championship!" Good show boy, good show! The voice announcing sounded a bit familiar and I investigated finding Harold Lee Hinshaw in the press box with a cigar almost as big as he is. And who should be sitting beside him broadcasting in seven different languages at once, but Gerti Brandstetter!! At this time Judy Kimble took trophies in golf, swimming, baseball, bowling, basketball, volley ball and checkers, and Larry Judd ran the fastest cross-country ever with hurdles all the way! Sitting in the front row was Jerry Suiter of Siberia, who has made his fame in one book—“More Salt for Your Slave Labor” He mentioned that Art Matje had done well for himself, too, in Alaska, as Elvis Presley's body guard (it got too hot for him in the states). Yes, he and Sandra Paulsen and Elvis are making sweet music together in Fairbanks. Eileen Richardson is teaching science to the Eskimos. And John Ruma has set up a pharmaceutical center there on Iceburg 76.

Say, the World's Fair is still playing in Brussels held over for the tenth year, and Karen Kettleson's still playing in Mr. Stoskoph's band there! During intermission she told me that JoAnne Howard is a Sanitary Engineer in Aristotle, Greece (she also teaches Math, Science and Philosophy correspondence courses).

I jumped over to Paris to find Judy Reter, the world's foremost fashion model, and on the way I passed Ardyce Pfeifle's Beauty Salon for French poodles on the Riveria. Say, and I saw Pat Knight in Venice, living in a gondola. How strange, and romantic.

I was told that Larry Knop was running the finest Pizza House in sunny old Italy. And what-do-ya-know-Joe!! Larry Stahl is a barber in Seville, and Kenny Quick had just sat down for a bob. He told me that Janice Ewing was President of the Garden Club in Holland, and that Jim Gilge has become the world's fastest typer!

Up to England we go! Hello Miss East!! And there on the outskirts of London was a billboard with Carroll Meyers grinning about some foreign hair tonic. Linda Talman is teaching the fine arts in Lady Madelines excIusive School for Young Ladies in the English heath. I said hello and traveled on.

I saw Ronny Smith, still a real lady killer, standing on the corner watching all the petticoats of Portugal! Barb Hansen is in Siam, teaching all the king's children. Hmmmm Nice.

And who should I run across in Japan but Henry Fullick (and he's grown a long pigtail) and Judy Fullick, who is presently one rank higher in the Marine Corps than Gary!

I found Tinkle Calo in China painting tinker bells for glass wind chimes in Shangrila. Leatrice Kosarick was in her shop purchasing some for her little mission.

If Adrienne Lorenz, who's teaching sewing and Marriage and the Family in Arabia, hadn't told me I wouldn't have recognized Lew Evans as the shiek of Arabia and Jean Trout and Barb Peasely as his ambassadors of Good Will.

On the plane on my "way over to Africa, I met up with Linda Frahm, who is a TWA airline stewardess. She told me I had just missed seeing Linda Luckstead, who's manufacturing sack dresses and toe shoes in KCLN, Cuba. It's a great business! She also told me that Sue Wrightfield is a germhunter in Belgium Congo.

I stopped in at the Florence Nightingale School for Nurses in Turkey and found Bette Pruett, Charles Nissen and Gene May a little under the weather with European flu. But they were receiving the best of care with Sandra Domsalla handling the medical technology. Eva Mantle pulling their teeth, and Sylvia Bentschneider, Nancy Ridenour, Barbara Zentner, Vanetta Martin, Eleanor Stumbaugh, Peggy Glasier, Judy Williams and Sandra Van Sant to wait on them hand and foot! And right in the same country I met Joan Johnson and Janice Van Sant teaching American business' kids to talk turkey!

I had to catch another plane, because even School Spirit con get travel weary and my journey was almost ended. During this flight I met Carol Johnson who is traveling about the world giving lectures on School Spirit! That certainly made me feel good. I was looking down into the ocean when I saw Bob Burns and Bob Hake attempting to construct a transcontinental bridge. And could it be? It is! It's Ann Lange down there in bezebob ,the first car to go around the world by water.

We flew pretty low over South America and I'm positive I saw Joe ?etty hanging from a tree in the jungle (in a hammock of course). And I'm sure I recognized Dan Mabee there crooning "Maybe Baby" to the cutest little lama. I thought I saw Carol Blount swimming in the ocean with Ronnie too. I heard that Harvey Evers was the entertainment sensation in Montezuma—He think's he's a Mexican Jumping Bean! As me, the Statue of Liberty came in to view once more. It was good to know that the class of '58 had done so well. I knew they would. They were making a peaceful, united, happy world for themselves. No, I'd never forget the class of 1958, and as the plane carried yours truly, CHS School Spirit, closer and closer to my Halls of Ivy, I was wishing that, no matter where they go and what they do, the great class of 1958 will never forget me either!