Orrville High School - Orrbit Yearbook (Orrville, AL)

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I, E. P. Massey, leave my quiet, unobtrusive manner to Bobby Childres to be used for classroom only. I Dolores Stone, leave my art talent to the senior one class. Develop it well, kids! I, Pete Pegues, leave my extra few inches height and my love of Selma to Cecil Moore. Don't be careless with 'em,boy! I, Christine Suttles, leave my attraction to red heads to Lily Hinton. I, Ralph walker, leave all my corny Jokes and my habit of laughing at them to Feg Patterson for the amusement of his class. I, Marie Parrott, leave my blond hair to Jean Barnes to be used on any occasion which demands contrast. I, J. C. Bridges leave my love for Camden to the football team. I, Joan Lewis, will my ability to stay out of school and get away with it to the future classes of Orrville High ---- not to be used until they are seniors! I, Catherine Parker, leave my ability to smile profitably at all the giachers to Eleanor Molette. It will often save you lots of hard work, eanor. I, Sollie Oliver, will my beard and a package of razor blades to Max Andrews. Careful, boy, they're expensive now! Signed, sealed, and delivered on this, the fifth day of May, 1949. SIGNED: WITNESSES: Q,-Y-yuan.. C31-5,f.A-af . gY:2.ii j gi' E f' ' E-wmmmn xr. SENIOR BY-woans ll Neal: Uwell now it's like this....W j f? UNH J. C.: Uwell, now I just don't give a ripln y I2 2 :ii Margaret: Ule doan't knowe.U ?n I - Sollie: UDuuuh--what's up Doc I sa Marion: H1 think 1t's sweet! QQ, 1 Pete: Wwhatcha gonna say, ol hoss?H ' FQQQQ .,.- Janet: NYou-all quit and leave me alone.U at'iwif Ralph: HTel-lya what I'm gonna dueln Catherine: NShucks, I'm gonna marry a m1llionaire.N Nick: WI hate 'em a1l.U Pat: NGreat day in the morningln Mary Joy: HI'll slap the fire out of you.U David: WYou think you're cute, dontcha?U Betty Jane: nNow Hamn said...' E. P.: uSignals1 Hikelu Joan: UAW fiddle de deeln Sarah: Nlzm scared to death.N Deryls WHuh-uh, Sollie, don't tickle me.N Jean Ellen: nNow I've lost my music again U Lucilez Does this look all right? ' af Betty: WHot te do doggoneln Marie: UAw I donzt believe youlu Dolores: nf'm not gonna type it for you: she'll find out.n Christine: NI'd like to slap that smart little Nick Lindsay.N Glova: Wwe gonna whoopum.n iffy: 13 15 . 11' - . ' 'L 'aafif

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