Alger High School - Eagle Yearbook (Alger, OH)

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Class Will We, the class of 1955, being of sound mind and body, do hereby will the following things: As a class we will the following: The future Algebra classes to Mrs. Fox, ihe ballgames io Mr, Fuchs, the future seventh graders to Mr. Hanson, the Phy sics students to Mr, Hoffman, the typewriters to Mr. Levin, the future student council to Mr. McFarland, the future Industrial Art boys to Mr. Reiss, the band to Mrs. Towey, and the future Home Economics girls to Mrs. Kritzler. As individuals we will the following: I, Helen Compton, will my ability to boss the cheerleaders to Joyce Parks, my ability to talk in class and get away with it to Karen Calvert, and my gift of gab to Virginia Hughes. I, Betty Gross, will my ability to get out of class to Karen Calvert, my ability to get along with certain teachers to Carole Underwood. I, Cloyce Hattery, will my straight hair to Barbara Rose, and my ability to miss class and stay out of trouble to Junior Gross. I, Raymond Hicks, will my ability to play basketball to Russel Parker, and my quiet ways to Wiila Mae Rowe. I, Beverly Hughes, will my roller skating ability to Willa Mae Rowe, and my short curly hair to Janice Towey. I, Donavon Hughes, will my ability to say the wrong thing at the right time to Loretta Campbell, and my high grades in English to Pete Shaw. I, Ann Lause, will my height to Cora Parrigin, and my 1 'golden voice” to Kay Johnson. I, Dan McFarland, will my driving ability to Forest Hall, and my ability to get along with girls to Raymond Cramer. I, Delano McGinnis, will my ability to avoid girls to Ed Hall, my job as Editor of the annual to William Harris “tomato king” Adams II, and my ability to play varsity basketball to Alger’s Pitis. I, Bill Newland, will Jean Musser to Bob Pitts and my position as solo trumpet to my brother Don. I, Joyce Newland, will my ability to dance and to be qmet at the Grill to Mr. Hoffman, I, Bill Parrigin, will my gigantic height to Noble Zimmerman, my curly hair to Bob England, my ability to drive to my sister Cora, and my high grades in Algebra to Lura Cramer. I, Clio Parrigin, will my ability to study and keep out of trouble to Henry Manna, and my long hair to my sister “Shorty”. I, Shirley Rizer, will my ice skates and skating skirt to Bill McFarland, and my gift of gab to Ella Jean Mullins. I, Jerry Stanley, will my seat on the bench during basketball season to anyone who can stand the callous. I, Merril Wireman, will my height to Harold Compton, and my ability to play center on the basketball team to Teddy Spradlin. I, Norbert Wischmeyer, will my ability to keep quiet and work to Glenda Lee Marshall. 15

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Grumbler Please excuse me! ! Now that school is just about out I have got to get something off my chest. Mr. McFarland, why did’nt you let us out of class more often to get ice and fill the pop coolers with pop ? You didn’t think we liked to miss class, did you? Why didn’t the teachers learn to count past twenty, so there would have been enough food for everybody t eat at the cafateria. Why didn’t we get to see all of a movie instead of stopping in the middle? Why didn’t we have them during class time? We never got to see them because we were always last in lunch line at noon. Mr. Fuchs, why did we have to practice so long? You know we’re good. Mrs. Fox, what were you trying to do? Get in a whole year of Algebra II in one-half year? No wonder nobody could pass your tests. Why wasn’t the auditorium cleaned out for the Senior class play? Boy, it was so dusty you could hardly breathe unless you wanted to raise a cloud of dust. Mrs. Kritzler, when the Home Ec. girls baked cakes or made candy, why didn’t you have samples enough for all of us? You almost caused a raid in the kitchen when we caught the smell of the cakes baking. Mr. Reiss, why did you have it so quiet in study hall third period and why did we have to sit still? You knew we couldn’t keep quiet for one minute or sit still for five minutes, let alone forty-five. Mr. Hoffman, why didn’t you give dancing lessons? You did enough of it at the Grill and at parties. If you did, we wouldn’t have had so many boys that didn’t know how to dance at the prom. Webster “Bud” Hanson, why didn’t you keep those seventh graders quiet and stop them from running over us. Just because there were fifty-three of them and only one of you? Say? Mr. Levin, why was all of that pink paper in the typing room if it wasn’t to be used? We couldn’t help it if we forgot to buy our own typing paper. Mrs. Wissinger, why didn’t you make the Juniors get their own money making schemes, instead of confiscating our methods. Mrs. Wissinger, why did you always favor the Y-Teen girls? When the boys had a game the night before saying a poem, they always had to know it anyway. Now that I’ve got this off my chest, there is only one thing I want to add. School isn’t really so bad. When we look back at the fun we had we will remember good old Alger High forever.

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Prophecy While waiting my turn to come on stage, this our class night of 55 , I wonder what the future holds in store for us ten years from now. The first one I see is Norbert Wischmeyer, the quiet one of the class. He never has much to say. He is now farming a thousand acre farm, but he still lives in the house by the cemetery. Norbert, doesn’t it get awful lonesome up there? The best of luck to you Norbert in the years to come. . Then there is Raymond Hicks, the boy who tried to stay out of mischief in school but couldn’t, is now a very successful lawyer for Hardin county. We wish you Raymond the best of luck on your new job as District Attorney for the court. There is always one teaser in every class, and ours is no different than any other. Our teaser was Cloyce Hattery. Cloyce is now busy farming out south of Alger, where he and his wife are also raising little Hattery’s. Of course there is always a gripe in every class. But why did we have to have one who griped all the time? You should have heard Jerry Stanley gripe about the school. Jerry is now on the school board. Boy! what a change there is in that school. Dear old Alger High isn’t what it used to be. By the way, you should see how the little Stanley s walk the chalk. Present position--President of the school board. Oh! We can’t forget Anna Pause, the great singer of our class. She is forever sing¬ ing for one thing or another. She has made quite a name for herself on TV as the “Singing Nightingale’’ on the Bing Crosby show. More power to you Anna. Danny McFarland, the boy who is crazy over red heads, is now married to one and raising little “red heads’’. Dan is now an engineer. He graduated from Ohio State. Good luck to you and your little red heads. Billy Joe Parrigin, the boy who liked to take care of the class money has finally re¬ ceived his degree from Ohio State. He is going to set up his medical practice in Alger. While going through school, he was chasing nurses all around, He sure was a wild one at dear old Alger High. “Happy chasing Bill. Shirley “Rizer’’ Brown is now with the ice follies of 65 . She is an excellent skater. She and Delmar are now living at Marion, Ohio, and are raising little Brownies . Then there is Joyce “Newland” Fry, who was always laughing about something. She is living in McGuffey on a farm. She and Harold are quite busy taking care of their little “Fryers”. We want to wish them the best of luck. Bill Newland, the great “Romeo” of Alger High School, is happily married and has six little “Bills” running around. tl A Delano McGinnis, who is now owner and star of the Kermit Eagles of the American Association of Basketball League. He was our star player on the varsity here at school. (At least he thought so) Just kidding Delano, we still wish you more luck in the future. 1 can just see Helen “Compton” McDaniel, the typist of the class helping Gerald in their barber shop that they own here in Alger. It keeps Gerald busy cutting his three boys hair and Helen trying to keep up with her girls. Well don t work too hard Helen. There is always one brain in every class and ours is no exception. She is Clio Parrigin. Clio has fulfilled her life’s dream to become a professor. She is now Dean of Women at Kent State. Lots of success to you in the future Clio. Merril Wireman, the dictator of the class is now dictator of Alger. The people in town listen to him as much as we used to listen to him. He is very busy trying to engineer Alger to become a larger city. Here’s hoping Merrily Of course you all remember Donavon Hughes the rich- living in his mansion in Alger, directing his two-thousand 3v. That’s Don for you, always trying to do things the ea ay . luck Don, if there is any more to get. boy of the class. He is now farm by remote control. We will still wish you more Betty “Gross” Hall the secretary of the class. Is now busy helping Ned with the farm work. They are also raising little Hall’s to help with the farm work. Lot of this may be unjust, but I hope the good part of it comes true. 16