King City Joint Union High School - Mustang Yearbook (King City, CA)

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LA COPA DE ORO 15 Senior Class Will Be it known to all men that we, the Senior Class of Nineteen Hundred Twenty-four, do hereby make this, our last will and testament: I, Eva Carlson, do will to Tom Brown my seat in the detention hall. It is the first seat in the second row in case he should lose himself in the maze. I, Dorothy Barbree, do hereby will my naturally curly hair and my pug nose to Pansy Bomar, a Junior of note who has neither of these traits of beauty, to Mr. Waibel will my list of tardy excuses, know- ing he will recognize them as old friends and keep them safe. I, Lavina Dani, do bequeath my vampish eyes to Louise Smith hoping that in the future her lil' angil will fall for her charms. I, Marcia Lander, will by ability of handling bugs without fainting to Josephine Arnold, and my skill in singing to Lila Young. I, Alma Jefford, do bequeath one dozen of my freckles to George Sargenti, hoping that they will lie as gracefully on his nose as they do on mine. I, Edwina McReynolds, do bequeath my Old Clothes Day costume to Miss Hawk, and my U. S. History Book to Mr. Fast, hoping he will cherish it tenderly. I, Carl Smith, do bequeath my smooth pompadour to Ernest Lane. knowing that then Miss Hawk will no longer have to smooth his unruly locks. ' I, Margaret Barbree, do will to Abe Hables my ever present Irish temperament, but not to be used by him until I shall have accustomed myself to do without it. To my sister Geraldine I will my orange stock- ings, hoping to keep them in the family. A I, Marie Madsen, will my ever present excuses for absence on Mon- day to anyone who needs three days to get ready for the week's work. I, Loyal Coats, in behalf of the state of Texas wish to leave behind me a touch of my southern drawl. I name Harry Redmond as the execu- tor to supervise this and see that all subjects of the High School in the generations to come shall not be cheated out of their portion of the will. I, Rubye Parsons, with clearer mind than usual do will to Howard Giacomazzi my perfect hand writingg to Grace Taylorrmy ability to successfully disagree. I, Earle Garner, do will to Bob Hamilton my wonder spectacles, hoping that they will enable him to see all geometry problems as clear- ly as they have me, and my knack in getting advertisements for the an- nual to anyone who is unfortunate enough-to be appointed Business Manager of theAnnual. With a remorseful heart I part with a dear treasure in leaving my this here to Warren Imwalle. I, Marie Lacrabere, leave my trick of hitting Mr. Waibel on the

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14 LA COPA DE ORO Senior Class History Our four years in K.C.H.S. have truly been brief ones, now that we pause in our busy lives and look back. Brief, yes, but what great changes have occurred in that time! When we started there were thirty-two of us. while now only seventeen will receive their diplomas in June. People tell us that we were scraggly, insignificant boys and girls when we came, but have grown to be quite presentable. We have worked hard and have learned to accept responsibility. We have entertained other classes and the entire school on various occasions, and in this way have acquired some of that social grace which is so necessary if one wishes to progress and be accepted by other people. We know how to play too, and there are enthusiastic supporters of every athletic game among our members. Most of us have carried heavy courses during our four school years and the cards of these students have seldom been marred by any thing less than a one minus. The majority of the members of this class are going on to school. Several will be in the University of California next year. others in Business College and so on, but wherever we shall be we each have a goal in mind and will be still working our hardest to reach there. So with this in our minds our parting from this building, these friends, is mixed with joy and sorrow. After working together for four years we have made many friends not only among ourselves, but with the teachers-and leaving them does not make us happy. But we are leaning toward the future-we are about to begin-fas the word Com- mencement implies. Next year holds for us new fields to explore, new joys to find, new friends to make and as we face next year we are happy in anticipating all of this. The friends we are leaving in this school will not be lost-they will still be interested and will see us and inquire how we are getting along. We shall return to visit and tell of our new experiences. We, the members of this class, shall meet frequently, for though the world looks large as one pores over an atlas. still it is sur- prising how frequently old friends are found and old friendships renew- ed as people go on. each traveling his own path. As the poet, Gay, said: We only part to meet again. We hope sometime to meet the men and women who have been our teachers during our high school course and tell them how truly grateful we are for the consistent patience they showed us and the oft repeated ideals which have actually made an impression. We have worked. but most of our progress is due to these teachers who had our interests al- ways so truly at heart. '

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16 LA COPA DE ORO shoulder, and getting by with it, to Leslie Behen. My happy smile and sparkling eyes I wish to leave with Ruth Parker. I, James McGowan, do bequeath my affectionate steadiness with one girl to Hubert Garner, and my School Savings Account to the stu- dent Body Treasury. I, Della Herbert, do bequeath my Spunky Ways to Marie Chiocca and my exceptional ability in sewing to Dorothy Baker. I, Rilla McReynolds, do bequeath to Alice Baker a little booklet which I have written, entitled How to Manage a Man Successfully. I, Edward Padgham, do will my little sweet voice to Eleanor Brownlee and my ability to walk about without knocking down the furniture I leave to John Leak. Signed and Sealed this seventh day of June, 1924. BK II' 214 Senior Class Prophecy King City, Calif. June 8, 1932 Dear Miss Graf: It is just eight years ago yesterday that our class received their diplomas from K. C. H. S. Goodness, how time has flown-it seems such a little time ago. But its true, for last night we held that reunion that we promised ourselves on Commencement night. We all missed you and I know you will want to hear what we are doing, so I shall quickly write it all down while it is still fresh in my mind, and Lefore Carl Smith comes to call for me. He has a great line of taxis and is giving us a sight-seeing tour of King City. I'll try to get some pictures to send you-you Wouldn't recognize the town-it's a city since oil was struck on the Lacrabere and Barbree ranches. Marie, you'll be interested to know, is living in France now-has a chateau of her own- and is now Frenchie indeed. But-how I do miss her here. She has been sitting for her portrait in Paris--and the artist is Rubye. Miss Weeks certainly started her out well--she's very popular in Paris art circles and has adopted many peculiar Bohe- mian ways. VVell- she dropped her work and she and Marie came over together. It goes without saying of course that Rilla and James are married and she bosses him around in her same old way. James is as meek as ever too-in fact they both look and act exactly as they used to. We were wrong when we supposed James would be a dentist-hes made quite a name for himself in athletics and is going to be in the Olympic games this fall. Pat came sauntering in as usual about fifteen minutes late- but was as undisturbed as usual. She went on with her typing, due to