Westerner 2.13.2., Story 2

If you see a blond-haired, blue-eyed fellow humming "I'm Not a Sentimental Man," or running after someone in the halls shouting, "That page still isn't right," you no doubt have witnessed the interesting personality of Andy Adolfson.

This energetic ball of uncertainty makes things run with deceptive ease. The many awards he collects do not prevent him from maintaining a "B" average. He is editor of our illustrious tidings-bearer of the school, the Westener. Andy is also a member of the "Choraliers," "Four Fifths," National Honor Society, Brotherhood Society, played the troubador in the Senior class play Mad Woman of Chaillot, and worked on the script for last year's memory record.

All of these honors make Andy one of the busiest boys in school and the catch of the season for a certain sophomore girl.

This summer will find Andy working for Marshall Field & Company. This fall he will enter Wheaton college and pursue a liberal arts education.

Dear Diary:

Now that the newness of college has worn off, I can finally settle down and get caught up on everything that has happened this first week at Blackburn.

I was really surprised to see the familiar face of blue-eyed Di Buthman, a Maine West graduate of 1961, in the English department.

She is still 5 feet 4 inches tall, has light brown hair, and likes hamburgers with "everything" on them.

We have spent a lot of time together playing her favorite sports, archery and volleyball.

Once in awhile she even lets me write a P.S. in her letters to a certain "friend" stationed in Japan. Gosh, her letters are really funny with their descriptions of people with purple duffle bags and the mass confusion of her freshman and sophomore years at Maine.

I'll bet she gained a lot of experience in writing as managing editor of the Westerner.

Once she told me that she enjoyed working on the Westerner because she learned how to get things done in the last minute, how to make quick decisions, and the satisfaction of seeing her articles in print.

Being a senior leader, member of National Honor Society, Quill and Scroll, and a hail monitor also took up much of Di's high school time.

Well, I promised Di I'd help her start "another" scrap book so I'll end for now.

R-r.r-ring!

Hello, is this Nancy Hinglethorpe?

Oh, it isn't? It's Nancy Herzog, co-managing editor of the Westerner, senior leader, and model for fashion shows at Maine West? Well, in that case, I might as well talk to YOU. Just a lucky wrong number I guess!

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know one of your pet peeves was people wno yell over the phone

Yes, that's right, You must have a pleasing voice if you model after graduating from Northern or Western Illinois university, which ever one you choose. Being five feet five with brown eyes and dark brown hair, you're bound to make a good model. What's that? You would love to be a housewife and have lots of children? Well, with your experience teaching swimming for four consecutive summers, you ought to do a good job with that, too!

I'm sorry, I didn't know you were eating dinner. Pizza, your favorite, you say? How embarrassing for me. Speaking of embarrassing moments, you'd like to tell me some of yours? You don't mean that at that Chinese restaurant you almost went in the wrong "certain" door because it was labeled in Chinese?! And you were embarrassed because you had to stroll around in a cigarette package (king size, of course!) in an election skit? That is embarrassing!

Oh, you have to go now because your dog Pokey is chewing up your socks again? Well, it was nice talking to you, Nancy, even though it was a wrong number! 'Bye now!