Pettisville High School - Lariat Yearbook (Pettisville, OH)

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,. ::::::: Ill IIIIIU CLASS PROPHEUY 'Please accept my res1gnat1on.' After having served twenty-five years as Lady Supervisor of Alcatraz Prison, , I, Eileen Williams, suddenly find myself yearning to re- turn to the land of Peace and Plenty. What a relief it is to board an airplane for home: There is something fans iliar about the pilot and I begin to wonder who he ls. 'Are you by any chance Lawrence leber?' I ask. ihihsxii I al He assures me that I am correct, so I inquire further. Yes, he's married--to Marie Rice, who was an air-stewardess up to the time of their wedding. They live in Los Angeles, Califor- nia The plane lands and I find myself on one of the strangest landing fields Ihave ever seen--so beautifully constructed and so small. The pilot briefly explains that he has to stop here a moment, that this is the home of Lowell Rychener and his . servant I inquire about the landing field. Well, he certainly is amazed to find a living white person who had not heard of Lowell's invention! He also informs me that Lowell and his right-hand man, Merle Krauss, have made millions from this simple invention, a private landing field. They are busy constructing them day d 1 ht wife, the former Georgia Huber of Pettisvllle Spying a an n g . Well, I simply must visit Georgia! What a lot of news she has! Louella still is as crazy about Joe, in spite of some twenty years of marriage, as she was in high school days. At present Dorothy Ruetz is in Paris giving demonstrations of her new style of hair dress. And are they a hit! Georgia tells me also hos everybody goes to the circus these days to see the stunning clown, Louis Le man. He also has fattened his purse. It is time to go on. After a hop of a couple hours we land at Yellow- stone National Park. On my afternoon stroll I see a couple. The woman looks familiar. It is Helen Nafziger and her husband who are on their honeymoon now. Helen has just finished a successful business career. I again ask for more news. She tells me that Paul Hess is hailed as the greatest governor Ohio has ever had and his name is prominently mentioned as presidential candidate. Berneda Seller is his private stenographer. Hlhat about Florence R1cher?' I ask. 'Oh, she's married and lives on a farm near Pettisv1lle', she replies. Having decided to travel by train for a while, I board one for Chicago. Ac- ross the street from the depot in Chicago I notice the sign 'Eat at Gr1eser's'. Being rather hungry I enter and whom should I see behind the cash register but Edeith Grieser, a classmate of by-gone days and manager of this inn. The walt- they always were want to sit and What do I see the size of a resses are none other than Wilma and Twila Hess, together now as in school days. A nice comfortable chair in the corner makes me do nothing for a while. I turn on the radio and lo and behold! but the Philadelphia Symphony Orchestra in a small hole about button. Edeith comes to my rescue. Smiling she tells me of Vern Nafz1ger's won- derful gadget which has revolutionized the radio world. Then she asks if I don't recognize the orchestra leader. It is He is the best musician in the world today have just returned from Europe. As I'm getting over-anxious to return for the depot. After carefully scrutinizing lalter Gisel and I'm right. Even as in school days, wherever you find Edeith you're sure to find Walter. 'All aboard for Pett1sv111e', lustly yells the conductor. I overhear two men talking. WSome game Weber pitched for the Tigers today'. 'Isn't it marvelous how that man can pitch consistently year after yearl' 'Yep, one of that famous group that made history in '36W. Looking out of the window, I see the smoke stack of the Pettisville School. How good to be back in Pettisville again. As I alight from the train whom should I run into but Trula Clair! She has been a famous actress for a long time. To- gether we roam through the city. On a side street we run into Donald Kiley fix- ing a tire on his Model T. He is patiently waiting for his slxtieth birthday in order to get his Townsend Pension. We find a late edition of PET ECHOES on sale at a news stand. Of course we buy it and scan through the headlines. Here's something interesting. 'Irene Rlttlchler, '36, did a heroic piece of rescue work when her home caught fire. She carried her children from blazing rooms to safety.' Seemingly, every place we go we hear much praise for those who graduated in '36, They are the pride of the city. All the old gray-haired men and women proudly point back to the time they were students of P. H. S. and were acquainted with us personally. none other than Donald Neidhardt. and he and his wife fvirginla Hill! to Pettisville I leave the cozy inn the ticket agent I decide it is 14

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SENIOR CLASS HISTORY It seems only a short time ago that forty-seven of us entered Pettisvllle High School to battle with problems in mental, physical, and social fields. When we were freshmen class advisor. Initiation Anna Rose Leu was elected president, and Miss Dukes with its laughter and fun, seemed to be the most important class event. Later in the year, of course, we gave a return party for the sophomores. as freshmen the joke was on us but laughing at the new freshmen. with the aid Dukes as class advisor, the sophomores made instructions. as sophomores we had our turn at of Walter Gisel as president and Miss the freshmen obey their initiation This-brings us to the junior year, a year of activities with Donald Neldhardt as president and Miss Wyse as class advisor. As usual it was the juniors' duty to publish PET ECHOES, the school paper. Also a play, A TALE OF TWO SILLIES, was presented and proved to be a great success. During the later part of the school term we sponsored the junior-senior banquet. Here we are, in 1936, with twenty-four still on board the ship, having Lowell Rychener as captain and Miss Wyse as advisor. Of course the greatest task before us this year has been publishing the 1936 'LARIAT'. Naturally, we believe our annual is the best ever published here. As the curtains close on the commencement scene, we utter sighs of re- gret at leaving, but only for a moment, for we are looking forward to facing new experiences of life and finding our niches in this great expanse of land and water called the world. CLASS WILL We, the Senior Class of Pettisville High School of 1936, being of sane mind and sound memory, publish and declare this to be our last will and testament: Trula Clair wills her nail polish to Mr. steigely. Walter Gisel wills his scientific head to Lloyd Huber. Edeith Grieser bequeaths her dimple to Andrew Rupp. Paul Hess wills his basketball ability to Richard Oyer. Twila Hess wills her golden hair to Herbert Spengler. Wilma Hess wills her bashfulness to Helen Rychener. Virginia Hill wills her height to James Weber. Georgia Huber wills her musical ability to Sherman Taylor. Merle Krauss wills his baritone horn to someone who will use it more than he. Louis Lehman wills his interest in brunettes to Carl Beck. Louella Leupp bequeaths her freakishness to Beulah, Short. Donald Kiley wills his ability to talk in history to Florence Grieser. Helen Nafz1ger wills her leadership ability to Walter Krieger. Vern Nafziger bequeaths his dates to Lorraine Liechty. Donald Neldhardt wills his love affairs to Uarl Schmucker. Marie Rice wills her ability to have boy friends to Laura Merillat. Florence Richer bequeaths her curly hair to Jesse Grleser. Irene Rlttlchier wills her class ring to the one who has it most. Dorothy Ruetz wills her ability to wave hair to Marjorie Siegel. Lowell Rychener leaves his friendly disposition to the Juniors. Berneda Seller bequeaths her commercial ability to Paul S ith. Eileen Williams wills her studlousness to vincent Zimmerman. Lawrence Weber wills his slender stature to Kenneth Weber. Wayne Weber wills his gift to argue to Ivan Nafziger. Sealed--The Senior Class. V GTE! Iles- 15 iiiiin-

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