East Grand Rapids High School - Interlochen Yearbook (East Grand Rapids, MI)

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Pablo Scholte leaves his excellent taste for clothes to Walt Corneil. Pat Colvin, wishing to leave something really valuable, wills her ability to get along with people to Doreen Collins. Rrahm Malkewitz hands over his winning ways with Mr. Haines to any ,lunior who is interested in getting good Civics marks next year. Mary Dolbeare leaves her willingness to work to the student body, for the use of any underclassmen who feel the need of a reserve supply of ambition. Don Kranenberg donates his much loved letter sweaters to Miss Devlonge. ,loyce Hartman leaves her willingness to drive everyone, everywhere, to Gee Hornig, the chauffeur of the -lunior Class. 'lohn Willits turns Beverly Voigt over to-no, he doesn't either. ,loan Cornelius bequeaths her uncontrollable gig- gle to Ann Withey, who seems to have enough trouble controlling her own. Bill Trestrail hands down his fantastic lines to Ted Gamble. We hope that Ted will have even more success than Bill did. .loyce Campau leaves her rippling laugh to the up- and-coming classes, in memory of these days of hon- est amusement. Al Heffron wills his dark brown eyes to Chuck Travis. Sheryl Batman passes down her definace to the laws of convention to Claire McAllister, who also dares to be different. Bob Korff wills his cynicism to Roger Mayo. A - .:- - Z, ov- ' -' ,,,,-. .,-4-.- '-vr-- - ll pT i.,-auf' M ,Qc- 1--,,1.,,...-.... -xewbgh , ---::,,...-- -. :,.,,,....-- , M J. 71 jr QQ:- Our sultry songbird, Nan Murray, leaves her -lo Stafford renditions to the Harlequin Club members for electing her Frances Sinatra of l945. Bill Rindge leaves his gun collection to ,lim Alex- ancler. This should be quite a wind-fall, lim. loan Perry Wills her exuberance, and bubbling good will to any ,lunior who has enough energy and stamina to maintain it. Bob Lee passes down the story of his secret loves to Harley Hinkley. We hope that Harley wonlt find it too Absorbing. Sheila Mulvihill imparts her talent for caustic comments to her brother, vlerry, to keep up the Mul- vihill tradition here at East. Herb Remien leaves his fishing rod and reel to ,lim Grigware. The line goes with it, lim. Dorothy McKnight leaves her preference for tall men to Betty Rankin. Mary Dooge passes down her emery board and hand lotion to Marilyn Miller. We hope you get as fascinating results as Mary did, Lyn. Tom 0ldsmobile Fox leaves his car to ,lim Baker. We hope the contrast won't be too shocking. Mary Hadley leaves her all A report card to posterity, to prove that it can be done without any great inconvenience to social life. We do, hereby, affix our seal and signature to this document and appoint Mr. Guy Haines as executor thereof, on this fifth day of hlune, in the year nine- teen hundred and forty-six. Witnesses: Signed: Marie Yonkman Marilyn Averill Lois Waterman Robert Korff ,-.J . .--. Y 4,...-.. -J-H , .-aug, 'nf ,,Q. 7, ----.-,N 'U-uv T5---. 4'-- .. .,.--f---.K -,JL

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THE LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT We, the Seniors of 1946, having been skeptically approved by the faculty as being of sufficiently stable minds do hereby, make this, our last will and testa- ment, and bequeath the following admirable quali- ties to the underclassmen: To the Class of '47, we leave our amazing capacity for knowledge, our irresistible appearances, and our beloved 301 home room, in addition to certain in- dividual virtues with which we are endowed. jerry Anible leaves his towering height to any un- derclassman who can stand the high altitude. Al Hicks presents a lock of .his well-kept hair to his numerous fans among the Freshman girls. Al would like to donate more of his tresses, but he feels he' must reserve a few for the college girls next year. Marilyn Brink was going to be generous, and leave her way with the men to the junior girls, but looking the situation over carefully, decided not to part with So valuable an asset. V Frank Ederle passes down his winning personality and popularity to Dick Fletcher. Mary Ellen Brown wills her Dresden china com- plexion to the girl who is lady-like enough to use it to best advantage. Ted Dunn bequeaths his Boy Scout Handbook to Dave Dewar. We said handbook, Dave, not Man- ual of Arms . joan Rankin leaves her petite glamour to Harriet Herz. john Gardner wills his ability to play football and his Physical Culture books to Tom Lynch, of all people. Diane Bailey leaves her box of stationery to Lind- sey Parker- such faithfulness is inspiring. Bill Bettison passes down his friendly smile and medical knowledge to Bill Kopp. Carrie - personality plus - Hawk leaves her vitamin pills to Barbara Post. Fritz Kalmbach bequeaths his ability to write his Senior Thesis in one week-end to Rod Black. Frit: says that it just takes ingenuity. Ernestine Bigelow, surrenders her title as Queen of the Girls' Locker Room to Pat Tidey. Burton Epstein leaves his perfect study. habits to Charlie Dubee. Millie Knape leaves her hospitality and under- standing parents to Suzie Schmidt. Bill Akers leaves his love of duck hunting and his little black book to Palmer Seeley. Marilyn Averill leaves her talent for saying the wrong thing at the wrong time, to any underclass- man who is crazy enough to want it. To jim Leavenworth, Bill Grant leaves his ability to laugh at all kinds of jokes. This means, jim, good, bad, or indifferent. Posy Roberts passes down her school spirit to joan Gardner. Whom will we yell for now, joan? Bob Force leaves his quiet manner to Arnold Gakeson. Barbara Fincher bequeaths her sincere friendliness to Marilyn Markham. Tom Schopps passes down his 'stage managing job to George Whinery. Sally Mitts wills her beautiful hair to anyone who is brave enough to put up with the nickname Red for glamourfs sake. Marty Stoutjesdyk and Pete VanderWoude will their inseparable companionship to Ruddy Buck and Bob McLaughlin. Sallie Wilmarth bequeaths her poetic talents to the English Department, which may be able to find some constructive use for them. ' Catsy - do-you-dare-me?-Hawk leaves her reck- less good humor to Pat Bruenner. Bob Schmidt wills his title, The Financial Wiz- ard , to any junior who can count the pages in next month's Esquire without being distracted. Polly Page leaves her generous, her anything-for-a- friend, attitude to Romayne Hanes. Gwen Sugg passes down her naturally curly hair to Phyllis Stoner, who has expressed a wish for such. Bob Steketee bequeaths his position as president of the I Hate Women club to-get this now- Bill Barnett. Posie Rindge leaves her dimples, and ready smile to Nancy johnstone. 7 s 53--- 7,40-.Nu - 0 . .

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THE ANNALS OF THE CLASS OF '46 The day should have been a cheerful, sunny one, but it wasn't. It rained. On that significant Sep- tember morn in 1933 the gable-roofed Barnard Build- ing threw open its doors to a group of saucer-eyed, freshly scrubbed moppets dressed in crisp Shirley Temple frocks or brief cotton suits. Some were eager, others tearful, all were excited - all beginning a memorable thirteen years of school life at East Grand Rapids. Bobby Lee immediately became homesick and def- initely asserted, I wanna go home. Frank Ederle comforted him, by showing him how to make a train out of blocks, when in came blue-eyed Joannie Perry, admiring males quickly gathered around her. Alike as two peas in a pod, the chubby Hawk twins, arrived, and Carolyn said, - or, was it Catharyn? No? lt must have been-but who could tell? A few little girls innocently set up housekeeping until red-headed Sally Mitts grabbed the baby doll and raced off to watch Nancy Rich and Sheryl Barman playing jacks. Mary Dooge and Joyce Campau gazed and sighed at brown-eyed, serious Bobby Steketee, who was busy constructing castles in the sand box. Cork-screw curled Posy Roberts came, saw, and took action. One after another the blocks flew at Mary and Joyce, who looked around for bigger things to throw back. Joyce spotted a large vase, but just then Mrs. Weil spotted Joyce. Al Heffron and Jerry An- ible watched the whole procedure from the corner and resolutely declared they would become woman haters. At this point, the teacher arranged the little novices around the piano for the morning sing. Not waiting for anyone else to begin, Posie Rindge sang out in a squeaky voice, Good morning to you, good morning to you. On the second floor many mischievous little hands turned on the wash bowl faucets and mysteriously neglected to turn them off. How sad were the results, but how gleeful the drenched little gremlins paddling around on the flooded floor! Motherly, gentle Mrs. Weil tried her utmost to win hearts and to teach minds, stopping frequently to blow a nose or wipe a tear-stained face. She waved a fond good-bye as her troop importantly trudged up the wide, stone steps into the big, red building to conquer new worlds in the first grade. Here we were divided into A, B, and C groups and learned the first lesson of concentration. The A's read in a tight circle around Miss Snauble, the B's laboriously painted round suns and waistless fig- uresg while the C's built and ruined whole cities in the sand box. Blond, blue-eyed Al Hicks caused all female hearts to flutter, but two of the more daring lassies, Joyce and Sally, chased him all over the school yard, finally pinning him against the side of the building, and-yes, they promptly kissed him! A newcomer - stout, Dutch-bobbed Mary Hadley appeared-and the class gave a remarkable play, Cinderella One teary-eyed face was a strange contrast to the other beaming countenances. Between heart-breaking sobs, Mary explained that the be- fore part of Cinderella did not call for a pretty costume. She was dressed in rags. Miss Snauble spied Gwen Sugg's moving jaws and the gum-chewer was placed firmly in the corner. On- looker, Ernie Bigelow sympathized, but slyly spit hers out. On to the second grade, and the class of '46 be- came nature enthusiasts. Little Polly Page and Tom Fox dutifully took their turns feeding the goldfish. Apparently the sight of hungry mouths was too much for their appetites, for they swallowed the fish food themselves. During our second year the Aver- ills arrived, and the class proudly accepted pretty, dark-haired Marilyn. Up the stairs to third grade we trotted. Here we greeted shy Bob Force, who grinned at us with a wise little twinkle in his eye and said nothing. Many times Miss Blanchard lost her patience with trouble- some spit-wadders and airplane shooters, but after every battle she was pelted with fruit rolls and promises to be good. Out on the playground, the more amorous young gentlemen ran around in chains and circled unsuspecting little ladies to ask them whom they loved. A wonderful recess pastime for the girls was to see who could touch the highest branch of the tree when they were swinging. We regretfully agreed that Nancy Rich and Polly always won. Penmanship and an epidemic of yo-yos, water pis- tols, and outdoor hikes hit us in the fourth grade. The -mischief by no means abated when fun-loving Bill Trestrail became a class addition. A major catas- trophe occured when Gwen Sugg dropped Marilyn Averill's goldfish bowl on the floor, spattering turtles, fish, and broken glass to all corners of the room. ln vain did sad-faced Gwen search the stores for an- other bowl. Joan Perry was besieged with candy bars from bashful suitors. Posy Roberts alarmed the males with her reputation for a hard left to the jaw. Great big Fifth Graders in the high school build- ing- that's what we became. Now we were joined by charming Mary Ellen Brown, nice Mary Dolbeare, and Paul Scholte, who, when asked his opinion of East, shrugged his shoulders and gave his philosophic reply Huh! Well, I 'da' know! The sixth grade brought us chatty Sallie Wil- marth, jovial Kranny, and good natured Bill Grant, who laughed his way through the next seven years at East. Bill Akers completely revolutionized the staid sixth graders with his devil-may-care attitude. And then a blond bomb struck! Joan Rankin an- nounced her presence, and many a male heart skipped a beat. The class painstakingly made geog- raphy scrap books and at Easter time fashioned a magnificent creation entitled Oscar out of paper mache. Paul, Jerry, Ernie, and Sheryl took Oscar and other home-made gifts to the Mary Free Bed Hospital, where they were certainly appreciated. As the 46'rs progressed to the seventh grade, the elated Safety Squad captain, Al Hicks, progressed to Washington. Apple polisher Brahm Malkewitz was the sole newcomer that year. The combined art work and brain power of one seventh grade homeroom produced the Third Floor Book Store, a money making institution built, for some unknown reason,