Brewster High School - Railroader Yearbook (Brewster, OH)

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Class Will XVe, the Senior Class of 1946, City of Brewster, State of Ohio, being of sound mind, do make and publish this our last will and testament. I, Mary Alice Bettilyon, will my ability to keep my weight down to Rodley Nichols. I, Charles Blake, will my technical knowledge to future science students to be used to confuse the teachers. I, Anna Mae Burcaw, will my technique with the superintendent to Bob Condo. k I, John Burcaw, will my neat hair to Wayne Kil- gore. I, Mary Caveslio, will my quietness to Andy Con- dispoti. I, Roy Daugherty, will my ability to argue to Mrs. Barrett. I, Dante Diotale, will my hair to Mr. Vvalker. I, Janice Fowler, will my personality to the Freshmen girls to be used to get their men. I, Rose Frailly, will my athletic ability to future girl basketball teams. I, Marilyn Freshour, will my interest in sports to Wilda Koth. I, Donald Gaut, will my voice to Tom Kerby to be used to lure t11e girls. I, Fred Harr, will my interest in the north-side to Paul Burkett. I, Theresa Hribar, will my ability to get sailors to Betty Hayes. I, Marilyn Ivey, will my interest in the Navarre boys to Carol Ernst. I, Nona Keneaster, will my ability to get my way to the Junior Class. I, Marian Kibler, will my ability to make noise to Tony Vivino. I, Ruth Lechner, will my ability to worry to Nona Keith. I, Marian Lutz, will my ability to direct people to Miss Atkinson to be used to produce better plays. I. Antoinette Manello, will my neatness to Ellen Whittaker. I, Betty Mann, will my ability to twirl a baton to Margaret Liguras. I, Flora Mazzaferri, will my height to Irwin Gibbons. I, Donna McGrann, will my eyes to Betty Conkle. I. Mahlon McKee, will my physique and jalopy to Joe Horvath. I, Dorothy Melson, will my hair to Everett Ver- non to be used in place of peroxide. I, Virginia Midkiff, will my ability to drive a car to Junior Myers. ' I, James Morrison, will my reputation as a glam- our boy to Jim Condo. I, Betty Price, will my good humour to Russell Wilsoii. I, Mildred Radick, will my voice to Mr. Gatchell to be used to shout at his classes. I, Myra Rock, will my persistence in trying to get a man to Almeda Waller. I, Mary Schwab, will my ability to get along with the teachers to Bob Pattison. I, Paul Steiner, will my ability to play Euchre to Bob Frailly. I, Beverly Swihart, will my ability to write es- says and poems to the future English classes. I, Angelo Vivino, will my ability to talk fast to Gary Warstler. I, Phyliss Webb, will my hair to Irma Woods. I, Donna Wentliiig, will my love of the country to Leroy Arney. I, Geraldine Wise, will my ability to play the trombone to Joe Diotale. Signed, sealed, and attested by Paul Steiner. Witnessed by The Boiler Room Gang. - 14

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there are one or two lit.tle Marquand's getting into mischief and that they are being taught the funda- mentals of basketball so they will get a good start in this sport. Steiner said he was officiating at an exhibition football game in the Plastic Bowl that night and he could get me a good seat if I wanted to go. I wanted to see this new and world-famed Plastic Bowl, but I also wanted to go to the opera, so I left Steiner still in doubt. By this time I was almost famished, so I looked for a place to grab a sandwich before I went to the courthouse. I saw an attractive looking place called Pete's and Theresa's. I went in to find Theresa Hribar waiting on table and Marilyn Ivey taking care of the business matters. I had time for only a few words between bites and then was off to the courthouse. I had a hard time iinding the court stenographer but when I learned that it was Phyllis Webb, all was forgiven. NVe had a good many laughs over our shorthand ability i11 school and now Phyl's ability to take up to 300 words per minute. She said she also worked part time at the annual U. N. O. conference. I obtained the information Doc wanted and went back to my office. It didn't seem as if I had been there a minute when Fritz, I mean Mr. Harr, told me to grab a taxi -and go to meet Doc at the airport. I went down through Grand Corner Station and tried to catch the eye of one of the taxi drivers. I saw a taxi somewhat recklessly drive up out front. I wasn't too anxious to ride with a driver so reck- less, but I had to get there so I jumped in. Imagine my surprise when I saw who the driver was. It was none other than Virginia Midkitf. We made it in time to the airport to see Marilyn make a perfect 3 point landing. VVe four had quite a reunion. Kitty took us to the hotel. VVhen we entered the lobby, who should we see but Donna and Chuck Blake. They decided to leave their farm in their childrenis hands and have a few days Vacation. ' Doc and Toot wanted me to go with them to the football game so I decided to go to the opera first and hear one or two of Dorothy's and Mildred's numbers and then leave although this was some- what 1'ude. I went to my apartment without much time to spare. By the time I got dressed I had only a few minutes to get to the opera. I enjoyed myself thoroughly and hated to leave, but Doc and Toot were waiting so again I was off. We got to the Bowl just in time to see the kickoff. We had a seat on the bench with Coach Jim Morri- Scotty had played several years with the son. Brown's, but then gave it up to become coach of the squad. Between plays we talked about Justus and what a thriving business district it had be- come. At the half I saw the band standing at the far end of the field. Everyone was anxiously await- ing the half-time show but the band didn't come on the field. The crowd was getting restless and then I saw someone with a trombone come running down the iield and get into formation. Yes, it was Geraldine Wise. She had forgotten her music. The band put on a sensational show under 'the direction of Betty Mann. Of course this is done in Betty's spare time. She and Junie were married not long after graduation. She just about decided to reside in Justus, for some unknown reason, but Janie persuaded her to live in Dalton. The game continued. It really was a bang-up game and it ended in a 6-6 tie. After the game we went out on the field with Scottie to meet the other coach. Coming across the field towards us was Angelo, better known as Pro, Vivino. His team had put up a good fight and he and Scotty were both quite proud of their teams. I went back to my apartment to find Mrs. Ritt- Mrs. maier waiting with a. 11111011 needed snack. Rittmaier and I decided that our class had been quite successful. I fell into bed, tired but happy. 13

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Junior Class Top-Andy Codispoti, Paul Burkett, Ted Schlarb, J oe Horvahh, Herbert, Slcdd, Kenny Bl'l'Ili20l', Ralph Myers. Second-Jack Fowler, Riclmrd l'otsolxe1', Enio Frnstaoi, Leota Sclmncy, Irma. XVood, Dorothy Counts, Bob Condo, John Paulson, Gary XVn1'stlor. Bot.tmn-Betty Hill, Ann Morrison, Jenn Bates, Carol Ernst., Carol lloyor, Alnlcdu XValle1', Donna Lau'- son, Antoinette Musucchia, Nadcun Munse. Entering our Junior year with determina- tion, we worked out the problems that con- front a Junior Class. We elected Mrs. Gat- chell our sponsor, but later she resigned and Miss Atkinson was chosen to take over. We are proud of our boys and girls who took part in our play and many other activi- ties. We were disappointed to loose Wilma Warstler, Jack Fowler and Ted Schlarb from our class. We wish to thank Mrs. Gatchell and Miss Atkinson for their guidance in our successful Junior year.