Bradenton High School - Macohi Yearbook (Bradenton, FL)

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WILL AND TESTAMENT We, the Class of l943, having acquired super-human knowledge, unforgettable experiences, and an undying love for our school and faculty, do now pass out of this hall of learning with this, our last will and testament. We will and bequeath to our faithful and long-suffering faculty our hearty thanks and gratitude for the four long years that they have borne with us. We will and bequeath to the Juniors our unusual ability and intelligence with the hope that they use it as capably as we did. The following bequests have been made with the hope that those receiving them will use them to the best of their advantage: I, Jackie Smell, do hereby relinquish my well-deserved title of Dignified Senior to June Mabry, in the hope that she will be as true an example as I have been. We, Herman Bunton and Jimmie Turner, do will and bequeath our unfailing modesty and our great inferiority complexes to Jerry Fogarty and Edgar Jordan. I, Mariorie Miller, do will and bequeath my soft Southern accent to Betty Jo McBride, hoping that she can master it as well as I have. We, Bill Thompson and Hubert Blakey, do will and bequeath our vim, vigor, and vitality to Eloise Prince and Dorothy Brack, who already compete with the Flying Fortresses. We, Raymond Barry and Lawrence Krestchmar, do will and bequeath our ability of never arguing with Mrs. Fleming to Raymond Hullinger and Jack Humphreys. IP. S.J Mrs. Fleming always wins the arguments. ' I, Charlotte Healey, do will and bequeath my ability of looking and talking like a baby, and yet not acting like one, to all of the Sophomore girls as a hint on how to hold your man. I, Albert Leach, do will and bequeath to Eugene Betts my three-fold accomplishments: my intellec- tual mind, my athletic ability, and my well-earned nickname of Bulldog Leach. We, Mimi Strickland, Jayne Gill, and George Ann Jolly, do will and bequeath our skill in skipping school to Marian Gaines, Gloria Jones, and Gertrude Doolittle. I, Robert Knowles, do will and bequeath my ability of looking like Mr. Five by Five to Alan Mills, and my gift of silver-tongued oratory to Dewey Dye. We, Rosemary Bauler, Bera Bass, and Ernestine Mixon, do will and bequeath our good humor and sunny dispositions to Montine Ingram, Betty Ann Bispham, Betty Lee Dyson, and Annette Wilcox. We, Hogue Tallant, and Nancy Davis, and Helen McMullen and Rodney Varian, do will and be- queath our undying romance and true love to Montine Ingram and Bobby Dougherty. We, Imogene Rodgers, and Frances Fortson, do will and bequeath to Jane Wooten, who already has a good start, our skill of keeping several boys on the string at one time. I, Fay Herndon, do will and bequeath to Betty Jane Crittendon, my shortest route to Palmetto. She especially will need it for the duration. We, Carolyn Keen and Ruth Long do will and bequeath our middle name of Trouble and our much used book How to Overcome All Difficulties to Walter Ingram and Tommy Bowers. We, Henry Brown, Dabney Murrill, and Donnie Nickels, do will and bequeath our title of Women Haters to Johnny Scott and Richard Briggs. We, Charles Nichols, and Strata Telvely, do will and bequeath our tallness of statue to Talford Gainey and Rowe Mead. We, Martha Powell and Jean Baird, do will and bequeath our journalistic and executive ability to Alice Bondy and Mary Alta Dowd. I, Robert Shelton, do will and bequeath my extraordinary scientific knowledge and my ability to produce loud chemical explosions to Jimmy Kimball. We, Barbara Gullett, Martha Pratt, and Betty Lane, do will and bequeath our conscientious habits and love of studying to Chester Herring, Mariorie Dickinson, and Robert Thomas. We, Doris Fischer, Esther Hayworth, and Cassie Mame Fort, do will and bequeath our book on How to Make Your Teachers Like You to all the Juniors who think they need it. We, the Senior members of the Girls' Service Club, do will and bequeath our olive branch and flag of truce to the present and future members of the Key Club. Now we surrender the thing that we cherish most. To the Juniors we leave our title of Seniors, our place we hold in our school and in the hearts of our teachers, who will now care for you as they did us. We hope that the Junior Class will accept this responsibility and discharge it as well or better than we did. We hereby appoint Mrs. Fleming as sole executor of this our last will and testament. Attorney-at-Law: RUTH LONG Signatures: EDITH HARRISON CAROLINE KEEN SARAH H. FLEMING Page 34

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Bob Burnson, the inventor of the Burnson burner is discussing politics with Richard Hayworth, the automobile designer from Ford's. Allis Carter is warming up with our swing orchestra, and it looks as if she will entertain us shortly with one of her specialties. She is accompanied by her manager, Cassie Fort. The McCarty brothers, of hotel fame, are enioying a good cigar with Lonnie Swann, who has only recently completed the chain of the Ray Spoutz hotels. On Mr. Swann's right, we see Baynes Thomas, the boy scout executive and his assistant, Charles Schmid. Also with us tonight are a group of Navy and Army men: Bill Whiteside, Taylor Johnson, Keith Siver, Howell Blanton, John Snook, Dan Pratt, Charles Pemelman, and George Brack. Seated close to the palm trees are Evelyn Park er, the star of the poetry hour, and Beatrice Hawkins, the collector of poems. They are giving their choice collections to Pat Tallant and Jeanetta Vowell, radio artists, who have succeeded Ted Malone. Betty Jean Taylor, who is telling Ruby Turberville about a telephone conversation that she heard the other night, has iust won the annual award from the Peninsular Telephone Company. Up close to the orchestra we find Mimi Strickland and Imogene Rodgers, who have iust com- pleted their fourth year in the WAACS. This really is a celebration for them. The radio technicians, Evelyn Caldwell and Margaret Buchanan, have lust disclosed to the public their invention of television. Elsie Lee Dosher and Margaret Powell, Latin professors at Brenau Col- lege, are seated at their table also. Doris Fischer, child welfare worker from Washington, D. C., is conversing with her assistant about their work in the Juvenile Court. Well, ladies and gentlemen, all good things must come to an end sometime and it is now time for this broadcast to cease. Be sure to tune in your favorite station at the same time next year. Until then, this is your announcer saying, Goodbye for now. HOGUE TALLANT. fx lfluizwxiillx ' Tlx ff 3? X I lt, llkbhgleflite CLASS POEM Poets may sing of springtime, Though wise men say that life's a school In verses sweet or grand, We know it's also true But I sing of armies marching That life is like a call to arms, To save our glorious land. To challenge me and you. I sing the deeds of valor, From out of these halls of B. H. S. Of hearts both blithe and strong, We presently shall go, And of our own boys brave and true And may we all remember Who fight to conquer wrong. When we shall meet the foe. I sing too of my classmates, The lessons we have learned here, Of friends and teachers dear, Of courage, faith ,and cheer, Of lessons hard and thrilling games Our flag, our country, freedom And days that we spend here. And the things we hold most dear. --Ruth Long. Page 33

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