Bayonne High School - Yearbook (Bayonne, NJ)

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Senior CU Will 7 e the Seniors of 54 being of sound body and weak mind do make this our last will and testament. I, lu£y bequeath my wonderful technique of obtaining a ride in a bittersweet convertable to Carolyn Okeson. I C 'J bequeath my ability to get hit by a blue convertable to DictTHefmann and my handsome physique to Ronnie Walters. I, +■- ’ A bequeath my well formed legs obtained from long hours of basketball practice to Marlene Memler. I. bequeath the hair on my Chest to E. R. Ahearn. I, v. (■ ..'U bequeath my shy and bashful ways to Barbara Lange. bequeath my handsome profile and my Baby-Blue eyes to Carlton Hunt. I,7 w bequeath my Job at Gables to Gorden Wood in order that he majr be near his Dream Girl, Shirley Absher. I • ».• bequeath my destructive engineering ability to Lloyd Holly. 1bequeath my black cat , with the white stripe to Mr. Ahearn. I,qlm bequeath my endless hours of practicing Wolf Calls, ana Whistling to Phil Hadley. I, Wr bequeath my ability to GOOF OFF in home room to Jackie Blakesly. I bequeath my childish behavior to Alan Cornue. I 'dc , bequeath my well known shyness to Carol Hansen. I» fLjLit bequeath my well fitted Levis to June Smith. II Abequeath my Little Unbalanced Self to the Biology class for further research. IrSc - bequeath my heavy-duty hair pins to Bob Coulman. 1, 1 J bequeath my Blue Plymouth stock car to Esbon VanderKarr j lJ u bequeath my forwardness with boys to Loretta Blackburn. I,« £ . jk - bequeath my ability to Ballet Dance to Phil Hadley. I, . r t . . bequeath my three day reducing diet to anyone that needs it. I hope their weight decreases instead of increases like mine did. It'1d JtaLeu bequeath my out-of-town boy friends to Carla Tafel. naj t bequeath my Shop ability to Bill Hansen. — bequeath my Super-Sonic strength to Muscles Man . I WaM'r bequeath my physique to Jerry DeYoung. 1,04 yj-nuu+vf bequeath my traveling experiences to the future Senior classes. I, bequeath my Crystal Lake boyfriend to Loretta Oleson. It OaV bequeath, my endless supply of luck, in getting in trouble with Mrs. Lopeman to anyone dumb enough to take it. I, S—bequeath my ability to wiggle my ears either one at a time or both at once to Mr. Stoikoff. 19

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On September 5, 1950, there was thirty-one of us to start high school. For our freshmen officers, we had Helen De Young to head our class and be our president, Lois Vanderpal acted as our vice president, Cody Hollenbeck, our secretary, and Betty Halstead, our treasurer. For the Student Council, Betty Halstead and Sam Absher were elected to represent our class. Mrs. Hill was our capable advisor, who helped us with two candy sales and escorted us on a roller skating party. How we are getting older and smarter so we have advanced to the sophomore class. Lynn Judson now has the honor of being our president, Hilda Faber, our vice president, Sam Absher, our secretary, and Jim Wilbrandt, our treasurer. This year we selected Betty Halstead and Lynn Judson to represent our class in the Student Council. Mr. Hadley is our advisor. He escorted us to another roller skating party in McHenry. Now comes our big year, we are now Juniors. Clayton Ihrke is our president, Sam Absher, our vice president, Helen De Young, our secretary, and Carl Walde, our treasurer. Betty Halstead and Sam Absher are our Student Council represenatives. The theme for our Homecoming float is Swinging To Victory , for which we received first prize. For the home football and basketball games we sold candy, pop, and hot dogs. Just before Thanksgiving we had a card party and a turkey raffel. Our class gave a Hick Hop and Marie Adams was selected Queen and Josef Albrecht, King . For our Prom, which was very successful, Mr. Higdon, our very capable advisor, helped us decorate the gymnasium, to carry out the theme Deep Purple . This year we had an exchange student, Josef Albrecht, from Germany. This being our last year and a very busy one, we chose Sam Absher to be president, Eddie Rolls, vice president, Mary Meyers, treasurer, and Helen De Young, secretary. We decided to have another officer. We elected Bob Ellison as our general chairman. Cody Hollenbeck and Sam Absher were our Student Council represenatives with the latter president of the Student Council. This year we again had an exchange student, Otto Schweins, from Germany. We started the year with a big bang by breaking all previous records selling magazines. We had bake sales throughout the school year and a Stag, Hag, or Drag Dance . For Homecoming, Helen De Young was our Queen and Jim Wilbrandt and Clayton Ihrke were Co-Kings Mr. Stoikoff was selected to sponsor the class. As you can see our four years have been quite busy. We wish to thank our parents, teachers, and fellow students who made it possible for us to graduate. Donna Allen Irma Fringer

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 rophecy While En Rout© to California from Now York to got lost for a week, I Karon Grabbert, found myaolf running out of atomic energy, and being in the vicinity of Hebron, decided to find out what cooked with some of my old classmates Being hungry, per usual, I started to look for a place to satisfy the innerman. While cruising along the street, I saw a sign, Marie's Plop-House ..Where the Elite meet to Eat. I found Marie happy in her Catburger heaven As I waited for rr.y order, who should come strolling through the door but Irma Fringer Voted The senior most likely to succeed,” and she had, in my estimation, certainly lived up to the title, as she was now a top Popover Model. After a short talk, Irma left, and I returned to Marie's Special.” But, coming to the conclusion that life is short »nuff without Marie's catburger, I wandered out to the main ”drag” again, coming face to face with my old pal, Mary Meyers. After asking her why the tan, she explained that she had just returned, for a brief stay, from ”you-alls” land. I remembered that in the good ole days traveling had been our main ambition. Thinking it over, I decided not to struggle through this fate alone, so we continued together Advancing up the street we saw a sign, Watches Repaired--As Long As Time Goes By Recognizing Carl Walde in the window, we entered the shop While hashing over things with Carl, we found that he was the sole owner of this thriving business. We were interrupted by a loud cheering sound, which Carl explained was a double-header baseball game being broadcast from Wrigely Field. Much to our amazement we heard the voice of Ruby Boelter giving us a play-by-play description of the game. Amidst all the hollering and shouting, who should come sliding into home plate but Jim Wilbrandt, first baseman for the Bubs. So Jim had become a professional after all! Much as we hated to tear ourselves away from the excitement, after much discussion of the situation, Mary and I left Carl and his Big Bens. Leaving the Main Drag” and turing on to a side street, we stared death in the face as Otto Schweins came zooming out of an alley. Catching a glimpse of the name on the truck, we turned around and found our- selves at the ”Week-Hardt” Dog Hospital. Inside pacing the floor was Bette Halstead. When asked why all the fuss and confusion, she started spelling a line of double-talk about a cocker being seriously injured on Prarie Avenue. As Bette had only a limited space to pace in, we decided to leave and give her more open spaces. Seeing a familiar John Henry on the other side of the washboard, we were about to cross when what should come crawling down the street but a hearse with Bob Pester at the wheel. So Bob was an undertaker! Hram, times HAD changed! Turning around we saw his place of business. Robert Pester--Undertaker--Our Prices Are No Stiffer Than Our Customers.” Knowing that we wouldn't find Bob in, we resumed crossing the street to our destination. Our Destination? Marilyn and Dick's Barber Shop. As we strolled into the shop, Marilyn came forward to greet us, waving a pair of shears in one hand and a razor in the other. With the thought of Hari-Kari in my mind, I asked Marilyn if her better half couldn't take care of the unfortunate customers, while we talked over current events. While Marilyn was talking about her career, in walked John Sohulz. John is the proud owner of John's Eager Beaver Lumber Camp. Dick started giving John a close shave with vim, vigor, and vitality, so we went on talking. While talking Francis Slavin Joined us. He looked very happy, and why not? Being an architect doesn't happen to Just everyone. It seems he designed modem chicken houses, for a chicken company, that were famous for their ability