Barry High School - Yr Rab Yearbook (Barry, IL)

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Buck was raring down a long straight stretch doing a hundred and fifty miles per hour in his big semi, when a bus load of children pulled out in front of him. He took for the ditch, smashed and disintegrated a concrete culvert, and tunneled into the ground, Six hundred feet under. This didn't hurt him, but as he was trying to pull the truck out bare handed, it caught fire and the 3,000 gallons of diesel fuel he always kept in his reserve tank exploded. And last but not least we see our Senior Class sponsors. Our first to approach the gates is Diane and Rollie Lee and all six of their boys. They were all killed when one of Rollie's eight track tape players exploded on the second chorus of Every- thing is Beautiful ! 7 Our second and last sponsor has just arrived, Mr. Rhoades. Mr. Rhoades led a very prosperous life until he was disabled from writers cramps. He was sent to a mental institution where he died when he thought his bed was his Pazzzas Ventura and went right out the window. Unfortunately he was on the 13th floor. It was Friday the 13th. The gates are now closing, for every member of the Class of 1973 has arrived. Judgment Day will soon arrive and I know that at least 50% of us will go the other way. I, Anita Boren, do will and bequeath my ability to get in trouble every day in 6th hour study hall to anyone who likes trou- ble and my fun times to Debby, Sue, and Becky. I, Debbie Clary, do will and bequeath my red, white, and blue striped jeans and all my Secretarial Practice papers to Karla Schien. I, Debby Erke, do will and bequeath my not having to come to school till 4th hour to Liz Croxville. I, Pat Fennell, do will and bequeath my singing in Home Ec. class to Cindy and Kim. I, Randy Gamer, do will and bequeath my ability to talk my way out of trouble to Mike Ralph. I, Cary Grant, do will and bequeath good-bye to my teachers and fellow classmates. Good-bye to one and all. I, Debbie Grawe, do will and bequeath all Warren's and my friends in the hall ways to both my sisters and their boyfriends. I, Carol Green, do will and bequeath my ability to avoid P. E. class to Liz Croxville. I, Regina Harris, do will and bequeath my ability to play dodgeball to Peggy and Cathy Ducey. I. Grace Howell, do will and bequeath my ability to get a free car wash in a pond to anyone who wants to try it. I, Warren Jacobs, do will and bequeath nothing, because I'm greedy. I, Jim Keller, do will and bequeath the annual to Gary Nation and my basketball ability to Jeff Tunget. I, John Kelley, do will and bequeath my constant headaches in all study halls and my fun with the girls to Toad Main, my love for all the teachers to all who come after me. I, Jeff Lewton, do will and bequeath my ability to keep Mr. K. on his toes to Dean Moyer. I, Nancy Likes, do will and bequeath my worn out clothes and all the dumb things we've done here at BHS to Vickie Fish. I, Steve Little, do will and bequeath my ability to be late for class everyday to Mickey Fee. I, Gregory J. Mills, do will and bequeath my trig, class adventures to Tim Bartlett and Ray Hirst. I, Floyd Moss, do will and bequeath my 2356 handout sheets from ag. to Bob Lister and Gary Nation and my place on the baseball bench to J. E. Brace and Ray Hirst. I, Janice Motley, do will and bequeath my deepest sympathy to all the students of Barry High who will be here next year. I, Valeri Motley, do will and bequeath my ability to make an A in Problems class to Wayne Charvet, Greg Johnson, Chuck Hazelrigg and Baby Lyndal Sutton, and my ability to shower in P. E. Class to Diane Motley, Bonnie Mathes, and of course, Lisa Lewton. I. Larry Moyer, do will and bequeath all the nice things in my locker to anyone brave enough to take them. I, Myma Nation, do will and bequeath all my Economics notes to anyone who wants to write a book on my half of our chorus folder to Jean Keller. I, Robert Newbrough, do will and bequeath all of my manners to Janet Jacobs so she can be meaner than I. I, Jean Phillips, do will and bequeath my getting to school on time and getting up at 8:00 to Barb Phillips. I, Gayle Raftery, do will and bequeath all the good times I have had at BHS to Patty Fesler and my brown tie sandals to Lisa Lewton. I, Greg Redshaw, do will and bequeath Snifty to all the freshmen boys. I, Margaret Reeve, do will and bequeath my ability to be nice to people to the junior class. I, Robert Rhoads, do will and bequeath my nude Wally Linsday pictures and my Donna Fargo tape to Speed Ogle. I, Bradford Rodriguez, do will and bequeath my ability to irritate teachers to Dick Williams. I, Julian Rodriguez, do will and bequeath my imitations to J. E. Brace and my ability to get out of class without being caught to Kenyon Reynolds. I, Steve Schmidt, do will and bequeath my ability to get in trouble in ag. class to Mark Reynolds, and being late for 1st hour P. E. to Bill Robison. I, Jim Sisk, do will and bequeath nothing, because I gave all the trouble I had, and since I'm leaving I can give no more. I, Greg Sutton, do will and bequeath a map of Siberia with instruction how to get there to Mr. K. I, Jeanne Tunget, do will and bequeath my term paper to Kathy McLaughlin. I, Susan Wallace, do will and bequeath my ability of always getting in trouble in Miss Myers class to Susan Strubinger. I, Christine Whitlock, do will and bequeath my art grades to my brother Robert Whitlock and all the fun I had in ninth hour P. E. class to all the underclassmen in 9th hour P. E. class. I, Rick Williams, do will and bequeath my long hair and sideburns to Mr. Schultz. I, Sarah Wood, do will and bequeath my nickname of the El Dara Whiz Kid to Betsy Little.

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he yelled so loud that it cracked the Astrodome and it fell on him. Here we see Cary Grant, the test driver for General Motors. He was the first to test the 95 miles per hour safety bumper and found it didn't work. Debbie and Warren Jacobs, Mrs. Jacobs who was the former Debbie Grawe, publishers of the Barry Weekly Wiper, died when they tripped and fell into the press while putting out a rush order of the Wiper. All that could be found were 10,000 copies which were buried. Coming now is Carol Green Erke who became a world famous interior decorator. Carol was demonstrating flame proof curtains when she and the curtains went up in smoke. Has anyone seen Jeff yet? Approaching now are Regina Harris and Myma Nation. They were great Lab Techs at the Mayo Clinic, but unfortunately the experiment they were performing didn't work! Next is Jim Keller who became the first white player to play for the Harlem Globe Trotteis. Jim met his end during a racial riot when he couldn't take sides. And now, Jeff Lewton. Jeff?? Hey, where is Jeff??? We now see Nancy Likes who became the Florence Nightingale of the 21st century. Barb Metcalf who was awarded mother of the year for 20 straight years, however, died from tired blood! Our mad scientist, Greg Mills, is coming along now. After winning the Nobel Prize, it is sad that he met his death when his Super Duper Falcon blew up! Now approaching us is Steve Little, who became famous by inventing the first electric couch that turns into a bed. Steve was taken from us when he was caught as his invention was changing from a bed into a couch Janice Motley, one of the greatest oil painters, met her death when her safety belt failed on the Empire State Building when she was painting a mozaic on the outside wall of the top floor. Floyd Moss is now nearing the gates. Floyd became an Illinois State trooper but was killed in a gun fight with another trooper over who got to keep the confiscated goods. Coming toward us now is Pat Narog. Pat was one of us that had a very famous and worthwhile career. Pat was the oldest page in the history of the El Dara State legislature. Pat lived in Brazil until his death. What's that we see flying over the gates? It looks like a 62 Black Buick. Yes, it's the Crawdadmobile. And there's Johnny Mudcreek, alias John Kelley, sitting on the hood, waving his bayonet, and there's Gail Smith, alias Greg Sutton at the wheel and Nate Robertson, alias Larry Moyer, and Robert Rhoades hanging out the windows. But wait a minute, they aren't dead yet. Oh no, Mr. Smith can't see around the glorious halo that has always blessed Sir Mudcreek. Watch out for the gates! SMASH, OH NO!! The Crawdadmobile has dropped from sight. Here comes the boys crawling be- neath the gates. What's this we see, Mr. Mudcreek reaches out and touches each boy's head and their wounds disappear. It's a miraculous sight. Everyone in Heaven rejoices. Now he hurries off with his clean living American boys to see his father who runs the place. Here comes Jean Phillips, world famous for her portrayal of Rip Van Winkle. Jean also won an academy award for her performances. Jean's life ended within her own style. She died in her sleep, the thing she did best. Gayle and Steve Schmidt are coming now. Steve is the owner of a ranch in Texas, which isn't really a fantastic thing except that his ranch is half of Texas! While drilling for oil, Gayle and Steve got in the way and were last seen floating down the Gulf of Mexico on an oil slick. And now Jim Sisk the man who took over Hugh Heftner's place. Jim was killed while riding in his bunny jet. It seems that he put the jet on automatic pilot so that he could make sure his friends were comfortable in the passenger compartment. He was gone so long the jet ran out of fuel and Jim was seen hopping his way to heaven. Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzz! Oh, here's Greg Redshaw. Known as Rapid Redshaw. Rapid was on a cross country minibike race when he took a wrong turn and ended up on an interstate during the rush hour! Mooooooooooooo! Here comes our cowgirl, Margaret Reeve! Margaret became the owner and operator of the largest dairy farm in the Mid-West. One evening, Margaret was milking her pet cow when the cow kicked over a lantern and near- ly burned El Dara to a crisp. No one is quite sure how Margaret made it, because when she arrived she was slightly singed. It may have been from the fire or maybe Margaret took a wrong turn! Here we see our car fiend, Julian Rodriguez. Julian died when he came home early one morning and forgot he had his car jacked up. It seems the car was 6 feet off the ground and Julian forgot his step ladder. SPLAT! ! Approaching now, I mean crawling, are our two winos, Valeri Motley and Jeanne Tunget pushing two cases of Straw- berry Hill. They came to their death when they were trying to prove that wine doesn't affect your driving. They unfor- tunately chose the Indianapolis 500 to prove it. Hey, here comes Christine Whitlock, our world renowned secretary. She's the only person in the world who could type 2l7 words a minute and take dictation at 300 words a minute. However, when she was about to top her last record of 217 w. a. m. , her electric typewriter blew up and electrocuted her. Our next classmate to arrive is Robert Newbrough, better known as Bulldozing Bobby, one of the foremost mountain sculptors by bulldozer. He met his death while sculpturing Rachel Welch. He slid off a curve. Approaching now is the Great Sarah Wood, the most famous actress the world has ever seen. Sarah gained world acclaim in her Broadway hit Off the Track. She was such a convincing actress no one ever noticed when she walked right off the stage! Susan Wallace, our professional babysitter, finally found some kids she couldn't handle. Suzie, while babysitting with Barb Metcalf's children one day, was forced into playing cowboys and Indians. She was found charcoal broiled in the mid- dle of their front room. Rick Williams, our famous book collector, was killed when he tried to stack two more books on his collection. His whole library of stacked books fell on him. Hey! Here comes Jeff now, looks like he finally made it! This isn't a costume party, I wonder why he's dressed up in that devil's costume? Now we see Grace Howell. Working at Motorola drove her to death. ... . . Here comes our great Buck Rodriguez alias Brad Rodriguez. He just pulled up in his Diamond Rio. He died spectacularly. 27

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1st ROW--Jean Phillips, 2nd ROW—Patty Fennell, Carol Green, Christine Whitlock, Debbie Clary Margaret Reeve. 3rd ROW—Jim Keller, Greg Mills, Julian Rodriguez, Jeanne Tunget, Floyd Moss, Randy Gamer, Sarah Wood. NO PET5 A1I0 WED N0PET5 A1I0 WED N0PET5 AIIOWEO “Off the Track”