Ridgeville High School - Shadow Yearbook (Ridgeville Corners, OH)

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. Wg 5 fl ELM HISTCDRY Behind us are all the wonderful memories of RJ-LS.. and ahead of us in a few days is graduation. We can almost touch the handle to the door that will lead us out into the world beyond our Alma Mater. To all who prodded us up the stairs we say thanks, and we hope that in the future we won't disappoint anyone who may have had faith in us. To each it was four years of something one can't exactly put in words. It was excitement, joy, work, worry, fun, frolic, andlsorrow all tied in a blue and gold ribbon. Yes, we have succeeded, the elevator to success was broken, we took the stairs. SNA S 555. it Gif . t 5 i , i xt t t tt, .t . t,. t .t if , can X 2 ff ,. t-. 'Q X Xi A' s S is .Y I: ,, Si . 41 s e , X 1 X it X . t I st Qi ,Q t.-J' rs' N , tt' e . igy

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HISTORY It was September, 1953, and 93 energetic and enthusiastic teenagers greeted each other in the halls of a red brick building on the corner of routes 20 and 76. It was a hot day, the first one always seems to be, but the heat didn't seem to mar our spirits for we were the class of '57 ready and waiting for the year ahead of us. We all realized there was no modern invention that could whiz us to our goal--Graduation, so we started our climb. One of the first things we did was to gather in the gym for election of class officers. We decided that Donna Savage would be an able leader, and Richard Sweet would take over in case she should falter. Barbara Landin would be our secretary, and Carole Laubenthal would be treasurer, while Ed Krute and Carolynn Looney would represent us in the student council. Our first crisis came early in the year--Initiation. We must have been ,a sharp group, all dressed in the latest Parisian Styles. The gals in their bathrobes and hip boots--and that Chic hair style, and all the fellows' dressed fit to kill in Mom's dresses and heels. The cold spaghetti worms, the green bows, the war dance, it was a night none can ever forget. We climbed upward and in our midst were new friends, Ken lsenberg, Bill lsenberg, Bob Branch, and Floyd Reighley, Thru classes of general math, home economics, algebra, English and ever so many more, we climbed, always with the guiding hands of Mrs. Nichols, Mrs. Sloan, Mrs. McManama, Miss Ford, and Miss Gottschalt pushing us on, and before we realized it, we had reached the second floor. Many old friends were missing now, but the new members of our happy family, Dick Collins, Dale Hadaway, and the promise of what lay ahead seemed to cover our loss. We were split now into two groups. Mr. Merkle, and Mr. Benner were always ready to help in every way. One day we met in a joint session in 213 and unanimously agreed Gale Stanley would be our next prexy, Johnny Bender, Vice-President, Richard Sweet, Secretary, Marge Vargo, Treasurer, with Carolynn Looney and Sandy McVeigh serving on student council. There were so many pleasant times that no one seemed to realize how steep the climb was getting. We worked hard when basketball season came, and our profits proved it. When spring arrived, there was an air of excitement, and sixteen lucky classmates were chosen to give the juniors a helping hand at the Prom. So soon, too soon, the second year including the summer was behind us, we were all together for once. Crowded into 208 was the Junior Class. Mrs. Vetter and Mr. Glauner finally got us settled down and we dug into the job that lay ahead. We selected our rings, and the order was on its way, the magazine sale had been a great success, iso Carolynn Looney's secretarial records signifiedj and boosted our bank account to 5594. After football season and the sale of dozens of hot dogs, cases of pop, and cartons of candy bars, we had a grand total of 3695, Sandy Young re- ported. At the suggestion of Marilyn Throne, and her aid Linda Fording, xwe stopped to catch our breath while Ed Krute and Carole Laubenthal sat in on a session of the student council. It was then we noticed there were new faces among us to take the places of more familiar ones. They were that of Beverly Lash, Paula Tooley, Julie Haduck, Shirley Brady, and Joyce Delle- field, whom we quickly welcomed to our fold. Rested up, we returned to the climb, and now there was really work to be done. Fantasia was in the making under Shirley Taylor's guide. For weeks we made stars and lollipopsg and it seemed as though May fifth would never come, but it did. It was beaut- iful, and now the reward came for the many hours of work. The orchestra, the pixie dancer, the soft lights, the array of food, it surely did seem a night beyond the rainbow. The year was almost past, and in the future we saw the doors of 205 and 217 further up the stairs. Last September, we reached these doors, almost to the top. We quickly chose our leaders. Floyd Reighley, President, Dwight Johnson, Vice-President, Sandy McVeigh, Secretary, Bill lsenberg, Treasurer, Ed Krute, Program Chairman, Carole Laubenthal and Shirley Brady, Student Council Representatives. 'I'here were nine months of work ahead of us. October nineteenth came, and it found us gathered in the gym for our first social event of the year, Initiation, Now it was our turn to laugh, and we really did, Work on the annual began. and under the advice of Mrs. Anderson and Mr. Allen we chose ourcolors, our motto, and decided to whom we would dedicate our book. The periods slipped by, days changed to weeks, and the months rushed past. Today is Dis- tinction Day, we, the class of nineteen hundred and fifty-seven, have almost reached the top of the stairs.

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SENICDR C ASS WILL We, the members of the Class of 1957, on.th.is twenty-ninth day of May, dohereby make and declare this to be our last will and testament. I, Janice Alwin, will my witty remarks in govern- ment class to anyone brave enough to use them. I, Dorothy Bement, will my seat in government class to anyone fortunate enough to have Mr. Mitroff. I, John Bender, will my ability to play football and basketball to Bill Hershey. I, Susan Benner, will my never ending supply of new and crazy ideas to anyone smart enough to think of them. l, Joan Berchak, will my troubles with a certain boy to Mary Thome. I, Jackie Bolger, will my stubborn ways and my ability to find mischief to Gail Ehrnsberger. I, Phyllis Bologh, will my unusual quietness to Bonnie Tillman. I, Joyce Bommer, will my blue and gold band uniform to Mr. Aldridge. I, Shirley Brady, will my very calm and patient dis- position to Mr. Lucia. I, Bob Branch, will my accent to James Harvey. L Lynne Capri, will my feminine ways to Lila Flood. I, Ruth Casper, will my devotion to school and my studying to my brother Joe. I, Romayne Cook, will my shy and quiet ways to Pat Bailey. I, Joyce Dellefield, will my great honor as Home- coming Queen to any jtmior girl fortunate enough to obtain it. I, Judy Diederich, will my love for sports and my athletic ability to Nancy Cool. I, Norma Diederich, will my sincerity in class and my ability to get along with others to David Morgan, I, Bill Finley, will my weight to next year's football team. I, Linda Fording, will my irreplaceable seat in band to next year's flute players. I, Janet Geierman, will my well-worn path down Avon Belden Road to Carol Berchak. I, Bill Harrison, will my manly physique to Rodger Warner. I, Norman Haslop, will my days of sleeping through classes to Bill Michaels. I, Bill Isenberg, will my love for Case Road to Mr. Glauner. I, Ken Isenberg, will my love for flying to the birds. I, Dwight Johnson, will my dancing ability to Gary Coen. I, Marion Johnson, will my seat in physics class to my brother Bob. I, Joan J lmglas, will my naturally curly hair to Donna Jacobs. L L L L L L L L L L L L L L L L L L L L L L L L L L L L L John Kantor, will my love to work at Engelmann's to Dick Marquis. Russell Krage, will my love for shorthand to the shorthand classes of the future. Ed Krute, will my name Tinker Bell back to S. Tiger and Dennis D, Barbara Landin, will my place behind the baritone horn in band to anyone windy enough to blow it. Beverly Lash, will my admiration for a certain government teacher to Bob Anderson. Carole Laubenthal, will my love for one boy to Bobbi Wilson. Pat Lombardo, will my ability to skip school to Helen Conley. Carolynn Looney, will my lady-like marmers to Bobbie Calvey. Betty Lyons, will my quiet ways to my sister Vivian. Al Myers, will my ability to run the mile to Mrs. Anderson. Dan Padley, will my love for one girl to my brother Ken. Floyd Reighley, will my ways of getting out of class to Arnold Fortune. Mary Jean Reinders, will my bits of gossip to the person taking over my seat in 217. Mary Ann Scheutzow, will my laugh to Bonnie Weber. Paul Schmitt, will my talent for taking cars apart to Ken Monschein. Rich Shepherd, will my brainy and daring ways to Jim Laskay. Ronnie Shermak, will my D,A. to Mr. Allen. Joan Sieker, will my always ready and willing to help others personality to Kenny Prechtel. Joe Solomon, will my butch hair cut to Mr. Merkle. Dale Smith, will my lax methods for studying to Al Kummerlen. Gerald Smith, will my love for customized cars to Joe Malinkey. Gary Sweet, will my ability to play basketball to next years Varsity, Richard Sweet, will my flirty smile to Mr. Grubb. Shirley Taylor, will my F,T.A. books to the next president. Tim Thornton, will my physic homework papers to an RH.S, paper drive. Marilyn Throne, will my place on the High Honor Roll to someone who is not afraid of heights. Marge Vargo, will my cute nose to Sandy Prososki. Lois Winterfield, will my short height of only 5 ft. to Russ Leirnbach. Sandy Young, will my mezzo-soprano to the bass section of Senior Choir.