South High School - Southernaire Yearbook (Cleveland, OH)

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IGast HiU attft wratament I, Carol Slivko, leave my licorice stick (clarinet for someone else to chew on ... To the future students of the American History classes. I, Phyllis Serio, leave my seat to entertain Mr. Shriver . . . I, Mildred Spiroch, leave Mr. Pearl's nerves for others to hove and to hold ... To a future Southerner who loses her keys to her gym locker, I, Joan Motwicki, leave Mrs. Lewis's hammer and chisel . . . I, Leona Schubert, leave my seat in the lab to o future mad chemist. To future shorthand students, I, Martha Smilonich, leave all my leaky ink bottles ... I, Janet Poles, leave a pair of crutches to all the flats with lame brains ... To Jim Dutka, I. Eugene Malinowski, leave my last ping pong ball . . I, Rosemarie Brich, leave my blonde hair to any girl that can afford to buy a bottle of peroxide . I, Diane Eustes, leave my broken-down French horn to someone who can get music out of it. To some deserving (lot, I, Joon Herholtz, leave my job of homeroom President ... I, Lois Simon, leave .................... Thank heavens! ... I, Ronald Stack, leave all my cut slips and ways of cut- ting classes ... To the future electricians of South, I, Louis Joklic. leave the spotlights ... I, Aurelia Formanek, leave all my A's in Art and parties. I, Betty Smith, leave quietly, before someone tries to stop me ... I, Doris Kubes, leave the piano in room 204 for all future German students to bong out of tune . . To Mr. Sutter. I, Anne Hnonicek, leave a set of answer books to be distributed to oil chemistry students in need of them ... To the futuro chemists. I, Barbara Vondrosek, leave all the unsolved equations ... I, Carol Moyse, leave my appetite and third period sandwiches to a deserving underclassman. I, Veronica Schultz, hereby leove South High with hopes that my sisters won't follow in my footsteps . . To Mr. Sutter, I, Pat LaPinto, leave the task of explaining the mathematics of chemistry to his dosses ... To any future sufferer in English 5, I, Dorothy Cwiklinski, leave my outlines of Macbeth . . . I, Corole Trzosko, leove to Killer McLaughlin a new squirt gun and to Mr. Jenks some peace and quiet ... So that Mr. Pearl will no longer be haunted with What! No Black? I, Helen Svanda, leave a jar of black paint to the ort classes. I. George Egizii, leave the privilege of eoting sandwiches in homeroom until you get caught . . . I, Eddie Seink, leave the school on its originol foundation ... To the flats with athletic ability, I, Jane Borovicka, leave my semesters in leaders ... I, Milton Hintz, leove the idea of taking up a collection for a new pair of glosses for Mr. Bornes ... To any girl who struggles through sowing 5, I, Rita Dan-kowski, leave my thimble. I, Tom Telzrow, leave my cheer leader's uniform for someone to fill ... To Chris, I, Mary Ann Draganic, leave my seat in Honk's; and to South, my little bunny and our gang ... I, Joe Zumack, leave Bob Edelburg the pleasure of getting Mr. Shollcross as a class teacher ... To anyone wishing to catch up on some sleep, I, William Swonsinger, leave poetry in English 4 ... I, Shirley Mokry, leave Mr. Wolanski's boys. Period! . . . I, Donald Frank, leave my torn football pants to a future player ... I, Frank Butvin, leave my positions on the baseball and footboll team to a better ployer ... To all the good little boys, I, Wilbur Sheppard, leave my seat in tenth period detention . . I, Ron Kish, leave my hair style to Dick Pazder-ski . . To all future American history students, I, Cecelia Looby, leave my seat in hopes that Mr. Shriver will be as kind to future students as he was to me. I, Jomes Murphy, leave a well behoved class . I, Lillian Novak, leave my box of Kleenex to any new I OB who needs it ... I, Lenny Szczeponski, leave my pipe to oil the gentlemen that follow me . . . To any girl who has a boy friend in service and wonts to write letters, I, Marjorie Kurshuk, leave my study halls ... I, Frank Knize, leave my seat in homeroom to whoever wonts it. To all underclassmen, I, Arlene Wienold, hereby will all tenth period detentions ... To the future flats, I, Dan Izbinski, leave the erasure fights ... To future nature lovers, I, Shirley Sasala. leave South High's little green halls ... I, Ed Kruszynski, leave Steve Nowak behind for the girls. I, Denis Vonek, won't leave anything. I'm going to take if oil with me . . I, Helen Jasionek, leave South my little Owly ... I, Tom Bodnovich, leave the rings and horizontal bars in the gym for another Monkey to swing on ... To some I OB, now and in the year 2053, I, Frank Hamski, leave my flying books from 1927 and on ... I, Earl Kinsey, leave Mr. Shollcross peace and quiet. I, Ronald Kaczmarek, leave my old locker for the next lucky person ... To all lower classmen, I, Ronald Toncar, leave my mischief-making ... I, Harold Lehecka, will take my terroplone and leave. 28

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Futuristic Reunion Then to the rescue come Drippy Trzosko, who stopped Chief Rain in the Face's pranks. And into the sunshine came Virginia Wlodarski's pride and joys fall 25 of them). Carolyn Smith, long distance operator, received an urgent earth message for June Ungrady. The messoge was overheard to be Ma, Pa's eatin' matches and won't give me none! Immediately June took her private secretaries, Marge Leubka and Agnes lousche, on the eorth-bound rocket, bounced her husband on his head and came back with the Kid. Pot Szemborski, another secretary, decided to hold a hoy ride, to which she invited Richard Hubbard, that well-known ladies' man, who brought with him his harem of secretaries, Dorothy Spiewak, Florence Janko, and Joan Stzyzewski. Don Jojcinovich, alias Macbeth, gave the performance which won him the Academy award that evening with supporting octress Mary Cognata as Lady Macbeth. John Motion and Irene Kubisiak played a duet on the drums which brought down the house tright on theml. The crowd once again retired at the end of the busy day on the moon. In the middle of the night, sleep-walker Steve Nowak went out to meet the Shrimp Boats and shouted to the whole crowd There'll be doncing tonight. So they all jumped out of bed and started the Bunny Hop with Dorothy Cwiklinski leading the line till three o'clock in the morning. Awakening at dawn, Betty Smith heard a low growl, looked out the window, and saw tracks of a man-beast monster, os he mode his way to the snowy cliffs. As her screams echoed through the barracks, George Neundorfer courageously trotted through the snow after the beast with five fingers. Accompanying him was seamstress Rita Donkowski, who was equipped with her pin cushion. Finding the monster, George attacked him with his paint brush and Rita with her pins and together they were able to disintegrate its terrible body. Meanwhile, back home, English teacher Edward Utterback was dictating his new book, English Ain't No More, to his secretaries who were blonde blue-eyed darlings, Shirley Stuczynski and Carol Tokorski. Ron Stack, the man who got married (?), showed Alice Smiechewicz the sights of the Luna City. Suddenly the sky was illuminated as lava poured out from the erupting craters. A monstrous thing emerged to take revenge of the killing of their king, the beast with five fingers. Terrified, all 150 members of the June '53 class jumped on a flying saucer, which just happened to be passing by, end dropped at South High schoolyard where their reunion come to an end. 27

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iCast HUtU anft cirfitamntt my parking place to a lower classmon for his junk . . I, Bob Scinkovic, leave my parking spot in front of South High ... I, Richard Herrington, leave my corny jokes and frig book to new flats. To Mr. Pearl, I, Betty Stibil, leave all the hopeless art students . . I, Joan Dyczkowski, leave Mr. Eridon's right foot on the brake for other drivers who forget to use theirs ... I, Donald Kucewicz, leave my lock that I used since the seventh grade . . I, Ed Kosiewicz, leave all the “Pop bottles backstage . . . I, Robert Conductor, hereby leave Mr. Shallcross ond my wad of gum which is underneath my desk in homeroom 114. I, Anne Marie Kennedy, leave Cleo Rychlinski all the jam sessions at South (if she can find any) . . . I, Bill Gill, being of sound mind, hereby leave oil immigrants my red gym shorts ... I, Gene Miller, leave Mr. Shallcross my empty homeroom plus my absence record ... I, Robert Hlovaty, leave my face in everyone's memory . . To anyone who likes an English teacher for homeroom, I, Marcia Jesionowski, leave my homeroom seat. We, Shirley Stuczynski and Virginia Wlodarski, leave our shorthand books to some future stenographers . . I, Carolyn Schmidt leave my dilapidated trig book to someone who should have better luck with If ... I, John Motion, leave my masterpieces for all future ort students to admire ... To all future Latin students, I, Dan Kenyon, leave Caesar's funeral march ... I, Ron Zakos, leove my seat in the bock row of the movies to the flats. I, Pat Sullivan, leave all my homework papers to those unfortunates who get a second chance in Mr. Shallcross's math doss ... To Shirley Sitek, I, Julie Mudrik, leave classes with a certom good-looking senior science teacher ... To some qualified flat, I, Lorry Lorson, leave the position of the most reckless driver at South . . I, Ken Korbel, leave the movie booth in good hands ... I, Donald Jajcino-vic, will my falling hair to any girl who does not want to look too artificial by using Tintair . . I, James Butvin. leave my deferment to a deserving fellow. I, Donald Wing, leove my old gym pants which I used since the seventh grade of A. B. Hart to anybody that can put them on . I, Don Sielatycki, would like to divide up all my sour notes on the piano between Mr. Barnes and Mr. Katz . . To the next poor soul who must struggle to ploy it, I, Roger Hovranek, leave the auditorium's Grand piano. (This is a slight hint to whom if moy concern that South High needs a new Grand piono.) ... To Mrs. Lewis, I, Barbara Demar, leave my “dry towel ... I, Christine Hebert, leave the position of head-majorette to another lucky girl. I, Dorothy Spiewok, leave my stenographer's notebook to a future shorthand I pupil ... I, Anne Bodnar, leave the volley ball to some other lover of the game . I, LaVerne Neyman, leave South, smarter? ... To the oncoming flats, I, Arlene Flynn, leave all my borrowed gum from Ron Stack . . . I, Florence Janko, leave my friends in peace! To Norrine Novotny, I, Carolyn Smith, leave my ability and love for playing basketball ... I, Joanne Strzyzewski, hereby bequeath all my old tests ond homework papers to the highest bidder . . . To any future clerk, I, Lauro Lee Brooker, leave the office ... To the future students of Mr. Lander, I, Mary Cognate, leove all my history homework? ... I, Frances Semproch, leave my seat in homeroom 206 to the next 10B. I, Beatrice Polcyn, hereby leave my leaky pen to any future shorthand student . To some lucky??? girl, I, Dolores Cvitkovich, leave my locker to clutter up with her boyfriend's books ... I, Josephine Costantine, hereby leave my place on the field to a future majorette . To my sister in Miss Weiss's homeroom, I, Irene Kubisiak. leave all my personal belongings ... I, Sophie Kronkowski, leave my 4F choir seat to anyone who can use the number to stay out of the army. I, Alice Smiechewicz, leave all the work in the library to the new 10B assistants ... I, Carol Tokarski, leave to some lucky person my A? in shorthand . I, Pat Szemborski, leave a little red wagon for the library helpers who deliver magozines to teachers ... To all future flats, I, Agnes Lousche, leave my lunch bucket. To all the future flats, I, June Ungrady, leave oil my homework, headaches, ond hard feelings . . . I, Marjorie Luebka, leave my American History book for Joyce Samueli ... To some hungry classman, I, Joan Muszynski, leave all my pretzels, if she con carry them . . To future flats, I, Blanche Piasecki, leove all my pretzel crumbs during 5th period lunch in the auditorium ... I, Gerald Butcher, leove my deferment to a deserving fellow. 29