Auglaize Brown High School - Oakleaf Yearbook (Oakwood, OH)

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CLASS WILL ITEM 1 We, the class of ' 59, being of disabled minds with greater hopes do bequeath our abilities and disabilitiestoour feeble minded underclassmen whom we hope to improve. ITEM II To our dear school building, we bequeath each pencil mark on the walls, desks, and books for a fonder remembrance of us. ITEM III To our teacher, we bequeath a peace of mind which will only come from our absence. ITEM IV I, John Allen, bequeath my height to Jerry Stoller. I, Junior Bennett, bequeath my height to Joe Butler. I, David Breckler, bequeath my ability in Mathematics to Richard Huff. I, Jim Cooper, bequeath my ability to outrun buckshot to Steve Huff. I, John Cunningham, bequeath my ability to over power a corn shock to anyone who can out-maneuver buck shot. I, Darold Dimock, bequeath my ability to comb a D.A. to anyone who can find enough hours in one day to do so. I, Dewayne Evans, bequeath my outstanding ability to play the trumpet to Robert Moore. I, Marjane Evans, bequeath my ability to make the Mixed Chorus go flat to Mildred Shisler. I, Charles Fitzwater, bequeath my ability to go with the same girl for four years to Greg Hornish I, Alberta Grimes, bequeath my seat on the bus to Helen Matson. I, Phyllis Grunden, bequeath my ability to graduate to my brother Glen. I, Sharon Hahn, bequeath my ability to get along with Mr. Graebner to Phil Brown. I, Ray Keck, bequeath my ability to take cross country hikes at night in good time to Nick Spencer. I, Ann Kohart, bequeath my ability to get A ' s in music to my sister Patricia. I, Jerry Kohart, bequeath my ability to get along with Mr. Rohrs to Carl Sherry. I, Ronnie Kohart, bequeath my ability to blow up a Chemistry experiment and still get hydrogen to Mr. Thoburn. I, Wayne Miller, bequeath my perfect attendance record to anyone who thinks they can get away with skipping school. I, Martha Pessefall, bequeath my ability to stick to the boys with convertibles to Frankie Bidlack. I, Cynthia Retcher, bequeath my ability to wear my glasses the longest to my cousin, Gary Gerken. I, Bob Reynolds, bequeath my ability to run my Plymouth on empty to anyone who wants to try it. I, Dorthy Richardson, bequeath my pony tail to Carol Frederick. I, Carolyn Rickner, bequeath my ability to findaway to and from the Continental bowling alley to Beth Hornish. I, Don Risley, bequeath my ability to argue with Mr. Thoburn to Tank McCague. I, Carolyn Scherer, bequeath my ability to play basketball to Brenda Dimock. I, Dave Speakman, bequeath my tricycle to Mr. Thoburn so he can ride to and from classes. I, Rita Sponsler, bequeath my ability to miss school and still get good grades to anyone that thinks he can . I, Martin Taylor, bequeath my curly hair to Leo Merriman. I, Charlene Thomas, bequeath my Chevy to anyone who thinks they can keep gas in it and keep it running. I, 11 ah Varner, bequeath my ability to control my health problems to Charlene Brown. I, Linda Wilson, bequeath mv shorthand ability to Joyce Weible. I, Francis Workman, bequeatn my Ford to Charles Baker. I, Adelia Yenser, bequeath my ability to drive down sidewalks and slide on ice to anyone who thinks the Marshall won ' t catch them and isn ' t afraid of ditches. 19

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CLASS PROPHECY This beautiful summer day of 1979 had started wonderfully. Two of my patients were Marjane Evans and Bob Reynolds who were my classmates in high school. Bob and Marjane are teachers now. They were getting along fine with their work until their school held its Annual Pet Day. Marjane went wild when one of her students showed her his pet boa constrictor. Bob might have survived that but he couldn ' t face it when a parrot taught the class better than he did. As you may have guessed I ' m a psychiatrist. Returning to my apartment after work, I settled down to read the evening paper. Suddenly the headlines--Nobel Prize Winner Ronald Kohart--hit me. Ronnie along with the help of Dave Breckler, a renowned mathematician, developed a perfect way to rearrange the stars to light the rocket runways. On down the page I noticed that Alberta Grimes, who was chosen Mother of the Year , just had her fourteenth child. A few months ago Sharon Hahn was named Mrs. America of 1979 . Phyllis Grunden and Rita Sponsler are also among the happily married members of our class. Rita ' s living on the moon and Phitty on Venus, Turning to page 2, I see that Dewayne Evans, that famous rock-it-and-roar singer, has just made another success¬ ful tour of the planets. Jerry Kohart, his manager, explains it this way, His performance is just out of this world. Under medicine Dave Speakman is a thriving pharmacist who is giving nurse Skip Scherer quite a lot of business. Skip ' s latest patient is Charlene Thomas. It seems that the hand lotion Dave sold Charlene gave her slippery fingers and she got them caught in her I. B. M. machine. Ann Kohart, also a nurse, is caring for Jim Cooper. Jim won the Indianapolis 500 last year and would have this year if the motor hadn’t fallen out of his car. On the Sports page I see that professional bowler, Carolyn Rickner, has just bowled her 40th perfect game. In last week ' s paper I saw that Bevo Workman was one of the F. B. I. ' s ten most wanted men. This grieved me to think that one of our classmates had turned bad. Now that I know the whole story I feel better. It seems that Bevo is the President’s chauffeur and had just refueled his rocket at. Junior Bennett ' s atomic fuel station. Junior must have given him pretty potent fuel for when he was last seen he was way out there, man, way out there. With Dorothy Richardson heading the F. B. I. search for him it ' s just a matter of time till he ' ll come down to earth. John Cunningham, now a successful lawyer is standing by with his red haired secretary, Ilah Varner, ready to defend Bevo upon his return. Turning to the advertisements Ye Old Dinky Kinky Curl Shoppe runs this ad: Although your hair is green or blue We promise that we ' ll give to you Curls nice and neat, round or square No one will recognize your hair. Beauticians Martha Pessefall and Cynthia Retcher are co-owners of the shop. Another ad reads: Nash Rambler is the car for you Day in Day out and all year through See Honest John for a real good deal He ' ll set you behind or under the wheel. Of course nobody else but John Allen could offer such a deal as this. Here it is six o’clock already. Imust rush to keep my date with Linda Wilson at her Martian restaurant. Of course our conversation naturally ran to a discussion of our classmates and Linda told me that Uncle Sam has kept two of them. Wayne Miller is now a Five Star General in the army. Chuck Fitzwater is still swabbing decks for the navy but he’s doing a profitable business selling the ' 59 cider on the side. Darold Dimock is doing a thriving business customizing rockets while Marty Taylor is a space farmer. He cultivates and fertilizes mushroom clouds. Linda goes on to say that Ray Keck is a veterinarian now, but is still taking his high school detention after work. Allen Parrish is an interplanetary playboy with harems on most of the planets. Don Risley is the author of those popular comic strips Big Arnold and Moe Padooka. As Linda and I wind up our talk about the class of ' 59 it ' s almost as if we can hear the sweet voices of our teachers saying again, If we ever get this class through school we ' ll chalk it up as a miracle. And as a firm believer in miracles I decided I ' d better forget my pleasant memories and head for home. ADELIA YENSER 18

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CLASS HISTORY In September, 1955, thirty-nine eager freshmen entered the doors of the Auglaize-Brown Local School. Mr. Froelich, our homeroom teacher, called the roll. Those that answered the roll call were: Allen Parrish, Adelia Yenser, Ray Keck, Ann Kohart, Chuck Ott, Phyllis Borck, Alberta Grimes, Francis Dotterer, Cynthia Retcher, Dewayne Evans, Phyllis Grunden, John Cunningham Roger Kinney, Marsha Dodge, Charles Fitzwater, Carolyn Rickner, Francis Workman, Linda Wilson, 11 ah Varner, Gary Baldwin, Carolyn Scherer, Jerry Kohart, Marjane Evans, Donald Risley, Robert Reynolds, Martha Pessefall, Darold Dimock, Rita Sponsler, David Breckler, Charlene Thomas, Dorothy Richardson, Martin Taylor, Jim Cooper, Gerald Sacco, Ron Kohart, Richard Carnahan, Tom Hart, Dave Speakman, and Wayne Miller. Our officers were: President, John Cunningham; Vice-President, Roger Kinney; Secretary, Ann Kohart; Treasurer, Marsha Dodge. During this year we were initiated by the sophomores, which made us feel like important high schoolers. We also held money making activities. In September, 1956, we entered the school, as sophomores. We added three new students to our list. They were: Junior Bennett, Mike Bjornson,-and Connie Mortenson. We initiated the freshmen and worked hard at various money making activities. During the year we lost Richard Carnahan, Mike Bjornson, Gerald Sacco, and Connie Mortenson. Miss Williams was our advisor and our officers were: President, John Cunningham; Vice- President, Dewayne Evans; Secretary, Adelia Yenser; Treasurer, Marsha Dodge. In September, 1957, we entered the school as juniors. Those not returning were: Gary Baldwin, Marsha Dodge, Roger Kinney, and Francis Dotterer. Those leaving during the year were: Bruce Carnahan, and Tom Hart. Our junior year found us very busy. We ordered our class rings. Everyone seemed very pleased with our selection of the black onyx stone. We presented our play in November, en¬ titled Hilarity House under the direction of Mr. Graebner. On May 3, 1958, we gave the Junior-Senior Prom with the theme being Fairyland Romance. Much work was put in the decoration of the prom, but it was worth it. Mrs. Limbaugh was our advisor and our officers were: President, Dewayne Evans; Vice- President, Adelia Yenser; Secretary, Marjane Evans; Treasurer, Linda Wilson; News Reporter, Junior Bennett. Finally in September, 1958, we entered the school as seniors. Once again Mrs. Limbaugh was our advisor and the officers were: President, John Cunningham; Vice-President, Allen Parrish; Secretary, Carolyn Rickner; Treasurer, Linda Wilson; News Reporter, Ann Kohart. New students were Sharon Hahn and John Allen. Those leaving were Chuck Ott and Phyllis Borck. We picked our class colors, which were red and white, and our class flower, the red American beauty rose. We had our senior pictures taken and ordered our announcements and namecards. Our senior play was entitled Grandad Goes Wild under the direction of Mr. Graebner. On May 2, 1959, the juniors presented us with a beautiful prom, entitled With A Song In My Heart. It was greatly appreciated. On May 10, believe it or not, we left for Washington, D. C. accompanied by Mr. and Mrs. Glen Woodring. Baccalureate was held May 17 and Commencement May 22. Now as we leave school we think of our motto, Life calls—how shall we answer? Even though we worked hard during these four years, we shall remember Oakwood High and everyone connected with it, for these were the best years of our life especially this last one. 20