MYSTERIOUS
NECKLACE
The
girls of 1965 are really
speculating who the 'lunatic' is
that mailed them a necklace. "It could be Tom C"
one of the girls wrote in.
"Not that Tommy is the
only
in '65'",
she went on to say, "but he
is
one that could and would do
something that nice."
Was
it you Tom C? It's driving the
girls wild trying to figure out
who it is.
The
mystery continues ..... |
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Pat Martin, '60
invites you to share in her
grandson, William Lance Wilson, Jr's
wedding, held July 7th, by
viewing the pictures. Pat named
Wm's father, her 1st born, after
principal Lance Williams
because she loved his
name and thought he was
really a nice person. |
Click here to view wedding
pictures |
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view picture click here
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Wilma Taylor '60
celebrates her daughter 30th
B-day at Steve Creole Restaurant
in Encino, CA. Wilma resides
in sunny California. |
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Letters to
the Editor continuedfrom page 3:
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All your hard
work is really
appreciated by
the 1965 Rat
Pack
Group....That
would be Sharon
Zeltman, Mari
Treadway, Audrey
Pilkenton, Louis
Landsbury, Linda
Walrum, Sally
Bebee, Millie
Blackwell,
Sharon Cain, Sue
Kinnemore, Linda
Pruski and
Shirley Dawes.
We have a great
time at all the
gatherings and
truly appreciate
the hard work
that goes into every detail.
I'll be submitting
an article about the
history of the Class
of '65 ratpack. No
guys were in the
group, but Ron
Mueller, Jim Bennett
and Dick Jefferies
are waiting for us
to open it up to the
male gender, as well
as Larry Brown '63.
Again, great job.
Mari Treadway '65 |
I would like to say hello to
my old classmates of 1969. It's really nice
being able to keep up with school news and I
enjoy the articles too.
Jeanie Besancenez '69 |
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I've always enjoy the monthly
editions of the FLASHLIGHT, more now than I
did when I was in school. They mean an
awful lot now, as we spend more time
remembering, than we do looking forward.
Bill Eggert '55
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One of my favorite
teachers, believe it
or not, was Miss
Eleanor Summers.
She taught me
valuable work ethics
that have helped me
all my adult life. I
remember that Jewel
Tea Co. called
Wellston looking for
a secretary who was
graduating in l957
to work in their
office on
Page Ave. I
didn't have a car,
of course, so Miss
Summers took the
time to recommend
me, drive me there
after school for the
interview, wait for
me in the car, then
drive me home.
I was hired and it
became my first job
after graduating.
Luckily, there was a
bus line near my
home on Suburban, so
I was able to
commute back and
forth to work
every day.
My very favorite teacher was
my P.E. teacher, Mrs. Wildermuth. She took
all her athletes under her wing, had picnics
at her home for us, etc. Having no
children, we were her babies, I assume. She
was truly "one of a kind." Truthfully, we
had so many great teachers in school, we
were very blessed. We had a small school
and got a terrific education.
Peggy
Taylor '57
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"Here is a copy of the '55 senior
class play "Meet Arizona" from
Mr. Charles Cordeal's music
class, performed in the spring
of 1955. I played the part of
Larry". Bill Eggert '55
Editors note: Lee
Erwin and I can still sing the
title song to this musical and
if you check the script you will
see that part of it says, "Meet
Arizona, with the sunlight on
the sage
and
it's spreading purple beauty
stirs you like a poet's page,
meet Arizona with the love she
holds for you, and you just
can't help lovin' ole Arizona
too.! That's the only musical
number I remember from that show
and that's probably a good
thing!
I
played Carlotta, I believe, and
not very well at that. I
remember one of my lines was
"Bad Man Gauldy go away" or
something else equally insane. I
think you (Bill Eggert) may have already been
in the Air Force by the time we
did a show called "Spot of
Rhythm" which opened with Lee
Erwin, now a retired minister,
walking down the aisle singing a
solo with that great voice of
his. It opened, "now I'm
Professor Snoggletweed and I've
led a lonely life indeed, I've
been so dull, I do repent and
now before my life is spent, I'm
hip and eager to be sent. Your
show looks like a real
headliner. I'm searching
for--oh, to make it clear--where
is a spot of rhythm, dear?"
There was some sort of running
gag with someone walking through
the set all the time with a
ladder--what was that all about?
Most of us lost our little
memory box with all this stuff
when parental units "cleaned up"
or moved on to other places.
Mine went up in flames in the
back yard of 6322 Ridge when my
uncle decided to clean house.
Thanks, Uncie! I'm so glad you
found this script to remind me
(and others)
of one happy spring.
Thanks, Sandy Gibbons Johnson
LaRouche '57 Note: View
a larger picture click the
picture
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