South High School - Southernaire Yearbook (Cleveland, OH)

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IGaat Hill and Sffitamrnt I, Charles Dolezol, leove Sooth as I found it 1 hope) . . I, Don Kiesel, leave the halls deserted. . . . I, John Ober, leove with the intention of growing ... I, Steve Nowak, leave my hall guard posi-sion . . . With my Hot Rod. I, Don Zgrabik, leave ... To future 203ers, I, Pat Patucek, leave my homeroom teacher, Mrs. Lewis ... I, Casimer Olenski, leave with my cherished diploma ... I, George Neun-dorfer, leave the following advice to future flats— Take art. . . I, Richard Hubbard, leove some battered-up football equipment . . . Since I can't stay, I, Elaine Rabant, leove good old South . . . Nobody will hear me when I, George Renkel, leave ... I, Richard Korfont, leave an empty locker behind. I, Tony liparino, leave my third period sandwich to a 10B ... I, Chester Soukoup, leave all the hot-rods to the lOB's To onyone who has nerve to ride it, I, Ronold McCarthy, leave the freight elevator ... For one of the flats, I, Donald Penikowski, leave o big parking space in front of the school. To Mr. Keehn's mechanical drawing class, I, George Harchick, leave all my used thumbtacks . . . I, Shirley Vonek, leave all my unfinished Chemistry equotions to anyone nuts enough to tackle them. . . . I, Irene Struzenski, will my crowning glory to all the poodles ... I, Jim Bowers, leave my pin-up in my locker to cheer up some I OB . . . I, Barbara Kerr, leave South High os a nervous wreck. I, Jeonette Kunze, leave the memory of Miss Hagan's office homeroom ... To some deserving flat, I, Leonard Storme, leave my drawing equipment ... I, Bernie Skufca, leave all the debts that South High School owes me for the overtime fhof I put in during tenth period ... To any poor unfortunate in Mr. Shriver's history class, I. Lucille Nawrot, leove o raccoon coat . To all the underclassmen, I. Sylvia Novak, leave the nicest school I know of. I. Bernice Pudlin, leave all the English cheat sheets to certain underclassmen ... I, Audrey Levan, ieave Mr. Lander's Hershey Bars to the next Brownie ... I, Agnes Bonk, leave South High to the future little flats . . To someone who can get everything into it, I, Franklin Koberna, leave my duffle bag ... I, Frank Cerrolvo, leave the dirty point pans to some ambitious young Rembrandt ... I, Audrey Stettin, leave with the memories of our good times in journalism. I, Richord Brysacz, leave the radio room in one piece ... I, Mary Clemente, ieave my height to some future bosketball star ... I, Carol Kvet, leave the Beacon to another struggling journalist ... I, Joe Marvin, leove my hall guard position . I, Jack Picard, leave c house for my girl friend to ram into To a future 204'er, I, Mary Ann Russo, leave my carver desk . . . 30

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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

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Our Homeroom Teachers ONE OF THE FEW MISS LAURA JONES—Yes, she is one of the few person left who combine skill, sincerity, and humble kindne to form one of the bett homeroom teacher in the entire building It wo our good luck to have hod her at a homoroom teacher for three year of South. She not only helped preterve our good nome, but intpired ut to yet greoter attainment in tcholarthip and in participation in school octivitie . Our homeroom in number wot only twenty-eight, but it wo unturpotsoble in character, We know thof without her help we would never hove gained »uch achievement. A o friend jho took the top. You were truly one of the few, Mi» Jones. You could remain calm and composed under any tfroin and by to doing you in- spired u to succeed. We'll always remember you at an ideal person who hos helped each of u in many way . JUST GRAND MRS SARA LEWIS—One of the best teachers who hod one of the fine ! collection of well-known homeroom member at South. We owe all our recognition to the wonderful guidonce of o grand woman. Mr Lewi will remain in the memories, at well os the heorf of oil her homeroom girl . In fact, every girl who ha attended South will remember her for the excellence the displayed in teaching gym. Her words of intfruction will always echo in our memories. Soro lewis it jutf too wonderful for written word . Her little acts of kindness will remain with those who hove ever been in contact with her, especially with homeroom 203. Remember Ihote flower the gove ut when we mode the honor roll? We alwoys tried to excel, and we usually were on top in school affairs. If there was anything doing oround school, we'd always find her in the middle, pitching with the rest. Thonk you for everything, especially the qualities of good sportsmanship you hove taught u . We'll olwoyt carry these with us. We hope you will accept this bit of acknowledgment as our way of showing our secret key to the successes we have hod in our three years at South. A GOOD JOE MR. JOHN SHALLCROSS—A man who we will alwoys remembor as a reolly good guy. You were, Mr. Shallcross, one of those persons who could discipline u» without being loo »trict and still be enough so that our homeroom made it top mark in tox stomp , attendance, and other activities oround school The boys in this homeroom walked owoy with many top honor in different fields of octivity, ranging from art to boxing. It wos with your help that all thirty-two of us will be friends forever. It wot you who wos so well liked and so well admired by all of u». One day in the future some of us will return for a visit to Room 114, bearing successful job and good name Then we can truly thonk you for playing on important role in our getting them. Although we'll mi » you, you’ll never be forgotten. Thonk for all you've done for us A GREAT GUY MR CONRAD 8ECMTOLD—Yet, sir, all thirty of u will remember you, Mr. Bechtold. ond the many qualities which you brought out in us to produce one of the moil liked homerooms at South. The room itself wos nothing unusual. In foct, 201-8 wo u»ed os a movie room, remember? We'll never forget the good time we hod, the fun, the pranks, and the good will. Go»h, remember thof first doy in 1950 when at 108' we walked into 201-8 scared to deoth the first holf hour ond wolked out toughing, joking, and at ease the next holf hour? The man who mode such an immediate influence in that room was Conrad 8«chtold, o metol teacher. But do you remember the moments when it seemed the whole world hod collapsed? Yet whot seemed to be a catastrophe wos reolly nothing—thot is when you hod o man like Mr. Bechtold for homeroom. C. 8.. we'd just like to express a simple ond plain thonk you and toy it's been mighty nicel POPS IS TOPS MR. RAYMOND SHRIVER—We hove never hod o homeroom cheer but, if we had hod one, if would hove resounded in a chorut of Yes, Fops is Tops. We reolly liked Mr. Shrivcr during thot brief time he wos our homeroom teacher. Although our group was not notoble for quantity, it wos recognized for it high quality. Fops wos the kind who could be easily liked and one who took an interest in every one of his girls. His booming voice, which spoke with such authority, always had in if on overtone of kindliness. Not until we wore shifted to Pop’s Hount in 318 did we reolly get up there. Of course, we suspected that Pop realized he hod on exceptional homeroom, but whot he didn't know wos thot it wos all due to him. Our morks of leadership and honors wore nothing in comparison to our way of sticking together. Fop, all we can say is you've been wonderful to us and it would be on endless tosk to try to tell obout everything you've done. Deep within, though, we oil know how pleasant you have made our three years ot South.