Thinks of Going to New York

The Herald Perry Show. Yeah, yeah, yeah. And now, Herald Perry, as Honest Herald, the homemaker. Well, it's a wintry afternoon in the little town of Melrose Springs,

the kind of a day when it's pleasant to bask in the warmth and comfort of home. And that's where we find Honest Herald in a nostalgic mood, as he's looking through his high school annual.

This annual sure brings back old times. Melrose Springs High Class of 27. Here's a picture of the camera cub taken on the front steps of the school. And who's this little kid on the end with a pompadour?

Looks like a frightened porcupine. Oop, that's me. What are you doing, Harold? Oh, hello, mother. Just looking at my picture here in the high school annual. Let's see. Oh, yes. Why herald you haven't changed the bit.

Zeef? You were the handsomest boy in your class. Oh, well, thank you, mother. Glad you think so. I'll never forget graduation night. I was so proud when you sang the class song. Farewell, Melrose High.

Oh, yeah, that's right. I wrote that too. Let's see how it'd go. Farewell to thee, O Melrose High, The time has come to say goodbye. Farewell to our principal, Sophie Turner, We'll miss the classrooms and buns and burners.

Oh, yes, Harold. When you sang that, there wasn't a dry eye in the audience. It got me too, Mother. I have a soggy necktie the rest of the evening. Oh, here's the class prophecy. Let's see what it says about you, Harold.

Let's see. Harrison, Hartzel, hemp. Yeah, here I am. Some night in 1935, we'll tune our radios to the big city. Just to hear that famous singing star, Harold, hemp. Well, that prophecy sure didn't come true, mother.