Archbold High School - Blue Streak Yearbook (Archbold, OH)

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Class Obituary In the month of September, of the year 1937, a class was born without fanfare or recognition. It started its life, which was soon to be known the world around for its remarkable achievements. Then, on May 17, 1949, it happened. When this class had obtained the highest position yet achieved by a senior class, it started out to set new records in fields no other class had ever dared to attempt, but was cut short with its death. Left to mourn is the Junior class, the Sophomore class, and the Freshman class. The first class mentioned will succeed the late Senior class but will in no way be expected to fill the position achieved by the late Seniors. When the first grade class of 1937 was born they were yet fairly undeveloped but as this class grew and grew it advanced higher and higher in this big, wide world. Not only did it grow in size, but also in the realm of wisdom and social ability. It seems that the Senior Class of 1949 could be unsurpassed in athletic, musical and educational abilities. Although they died from this activity, yet may they live forever in the memories and the purifying in- fluences that are left behind to the future Seniors of Archbold High School. The funeral service was held on May 17, 1949, in the Archbold High School, where they had spent the last six years of their life. Attendance at the service was by invitation only and all friends were requested to attend, bearing flowers, and gifts. 28

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Senior Class History SENIOR CLASS HISTORY In the year 1937, there were 38 meek, timid little tots who entered Archbold Public School for the first time. In the second and third grades we were still dar- ling little tots. Much to our surprise in the fourth grade we lost five and gained four pupils, namely, Shirley Bemath, Ruth Springer, Ralph Lugbill and Franky Hernandez. In the fifth grade we gained Marjorie Waidelich and Fon- tabel Stuckey. In the sixth grade we lost three students and gained one, namely, Sue Ellen Soles. Then came a long trip to the high school building. In the seventh and eighth grades there were thir- ty-eight students. In our Freshman year there were seven from Zone and five from Elmira, plus three others from various schools. September 28, 1946, fifty-three pupils were in- itiated into A. H. S. Our Junior year was an exciting year; we all looked forward to the Junior and Senior Banquet. Pick- ing out our class rings and pins that would bind us to the A. H. S. forever was thrilling for us. Then came the Junior play, FRESH AIR, which made everyone laugh till their sides hurt. At last the year came when we were Seniors. On December tenth we received our long awaited pictures taken by JimSellers. Our last play, “THE PROFESSOR GOES HAYWIRE,” was given May 5 and 6. On May 17, we were ushered into commencement —finally receiving our diplomos. With mixed feelings we leave this institution, only hoping that the classes to come will enjoy it as much as we have. We now have confidence to face the many obstacles which will confront us. 27

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Last 'Will and Testament We, the Senior Class of nineteen hundred and forty-nine, being sound of mind and body, leave the following will upon our departure from this life at Archbold High School. Article I We leave to the faculty a bottle of dye to camouflage the gray hair we have given them. Article II To the Archbold High School Band we leave sixteen empty chairs, to be filled as Mr. Mayer sees fit. Article III We leave to the Cooks our heart (and stomach) felt thanks for the delicious meals they have served. Article IV We leave to the Junior Class our ability to put more money in the treasury than we take out. Article V We leave to the Sophomore Class our good looks and intelligence. Article VI We leave to the Freshman Class our dignity. Article VII To the Seventh and eighth graders we leave our good manners; may they use them at every opportunity. I, Richard Bernath. will my dark, curly hair to Mr. Galloway. I, Jacquelyn Brodbeck, will my singing ability to Phyliis Buehrer. I, William Fankhauser, will my place on the varsity bench to Ben Young. I, Harold Flory, will my physique to Eddie Lauber. I, Esther Fleming, will my blond hair to Hattie Clingaman; provided she keeps it clean. I, Velda Ledyard, will my slimness to Shirley Gaddis. I, Richard Riegsecker, will my happy disposition to Miss Manhart. I, Virginia Rufenacht, will my musical giggle to Harriet Spengler. I, Arthur Kleck, will my stubborn hair to Mr. Burkholder. I, Helen Grieser, will my curly hair to Cara Belle Frey. I, Ruth Rychener, will my ambition to Mary Sue Rychener. I, Charlene Short, will my unlaughable jokes to Barbara Christy. I, Eugene Short, will my quietness to Janey Murl ach. I, Jeanette Short, will my appeal for the opposite sex to Charlotte Hausch. I, Philip Siegel, will my ability to dance romantic illy to Joan Burkholder. I, Fontabel Stuckey, will my long skirts to Doris Leatherman. I, Lois Traut, will my athletic ability to Ben Young so he won’t have to sit on the bench. I, Marjorie Waidelich, will my freckles to Virgil khroeder, if he needs them. I, John Zimmer..ian, will my intelligence to anyone who wants it. I, Sue Ellen Scales, will my paint brush to Nancy Kernig. I, Charles Gautsche, will my leadership in F.F.A. to Arden Grime. I, Ruth Springer, will my ability to study in study hall to Doris Gunden. I, Verleen Grieser, will my brainstorms to Mrs. Turgeon. I, Richard Schantz, will my intellectual ability to Verdeen Aeschliman. I, Doris Wyse, will my size four shoes to Jane Scales. I, Valetta Sauder, will my little ears to Mr. Parker. I, Ralph Lugbill, will my hidden talent to anyone who can find it. I, Glen Burkholder, will my bashful smile to Ned Lorton. I. Leroy Rupp, will my blushing ability to Marvin Nafzinger. I, Verlin Eash, will my bass playing ability to Dee DeGroff. I, Betty Storrer, will my sparkling brown eyes to Geneva Gautsche. I, Pauline Klopfenstein, will my English ability to the Junior Class. I, Dale Quillet, will my catching ability to Mr. Hornish’s team. I, Fred Fether, will my crutches to John Dean Wyse. I, Shirley Bernath will my ability to get to school on time to Nancy Fagley. I, Donald Short, will my ability in track to Duane Stamm. I, Walter Short, will my bashfulness to Orville Grieser. I, Leon Rupp, will my height to any body who wants to be a paperhanger or painter. I, Howard Rupp, will my cuteness to Theo Gaddis. I, Sam Oyer, will my magnificent muscles to Walter Short. I, Tom Spradlin, will my Southern accent to Eunice Traut. I. John Twiss, will my grades in English to anybody who wants to take sophomore English Three years. I, Barbara Werder, will my contrariness to Betty Nofzinger. I, Weldon Schang, will my collection of telephone numbers to Lowell. Spiess. 29