Bryan High School - Bryannual Yearbook (Yellow Springs, OH)

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.lui Wdlmd We, the class of '55 of Bryan High School of the Village of Yellow Springs, County of Greene, State of Ohio, Country of America, being of sound minds and bodies, do hereby will our most treasured posses- sions to the lower, less fortunate, inmates of this institution who will follow our footprints on the sands of time, I, Evelyn Adams, do hereby will and bequeath my perfect record of not being tardy to Mark Velsey and Judy McNutt. I, Sue Anderson, do hereby will and bequeath my height to Al Mercer. I, Earl Batdorf, do hereby will and bequeath my rights as a Thespian to Mr. Richard Fisher in the com- ing years. I, Barbara Beal, do hereby will and bequeath my soft-spoken voice that the teachers seldom hear to Lynn Augspurger and all my good times at Girls' State to this year's delegate. I, Dave Champney, being of sound mind and body, this day, May 25, 1955, do leave. 1, Jack Cochran, do hereby will and bequeath my lack of worry about the Hi-Tale to Pat Tharp and my outstanding ability to say much and to do absolutely nothing to whoever can use it to the best ability. I, Joyce Demmy, do hereby will and bequeath my pug nose to Mr. Judd. I, Liz Finley, do hereby will and bequeath my ability to say l-li -de -do to Ann Hoffman and my love for arguing with the referees to Jane Dykstra. I, Ron Fisher, do hereby will and bequeath my ability to get away with nothing in class to my brother, Dickie. l, Evelyn Garman, do hereby will and bequeath my rights to drive the family car to my brother, Roger. I, Maxine Hamilton, do hereby will and bequeath my ability to attend school to my brother, Ronnie, and Patty Aregood. I, David Hull, do hereby will and bequeath my driver's license to Jack Bittner. I, Ted McNutt, do hereby will and bequeath my knowledge in English to Mrs. Cochran. I, Shirley Miller, do hereby will and bequeath my ma jorette uniforms to whom-ever they will fit. I, Marcia Oelslager, do hereby will and bequeath my bedroom to my little brother, Jimmy, when I go to college, I Warren O'Neil1, do hereby will and bequeath my super-fast car to any aspiring young hot-rodder. I, Genny Perry, do hereby will and bequeath my sweet disposition to Alice Mundy, I, Don Pitstick, do hereby will and bequeath my '40 Ford to Jimmy Boggs. I, Jerry Schmidt, do hereby will and bequeath my intelligence to Judy Duncang it isn't much, but she doesn't need it anyway, I, Narva Schooler, do hereby will and bequeath my daily trip from Xenia through Wilberforce to Yellow Springs and back to Xenia to Joyce Phillips. I, Harold Stancliff, do hereby will and bequeath my excess fifty pounds to Mr. Russell Garr. I, Jack Stewart, do hereby will and bequeath all my trombone ability to Mr. Anderson, I, Rose White, do hereby will and bequeath all my love for cheering to Juanita Gibbs and my dimples to Judy Burba. I, Doug Williams, do hereby will and bequeath my ability to get along with the teachers to Max Miller. l, Morris Wise, do hereby will and bequeath fifty pounds to anyone who wants them, Signed: The class of '55, Witnesses: Peg Judd Fred Judd O? G.: aj: of! Q? Q? Q3 ' g 0? ' ' or . if ut' og is G63 Sponsored by 9 qi- T' GROTE TRACTOR ssuvrcs L3 5

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Senior Memories QContinuedj Under the leadership of Mr. Benham and Morris Wise, president of the class, we had another good dance, Snow Crystal Ball. In our junior year we really began to work. We had three new students that year, Sue Anderson, Narva Schooler, and Jerry Schmidt, to help share our increased load, That was the year that we had to give two dances. We couldn't afford to lose money on the Halloween dance, the Cornsta1k Stomp, so Warren Supersa1esman O'Neill, aided by several classmates, sold almost one hundred dollars' worth of tickets, No sooner had we finished that than Dave Champney, our president, and Mr. Judd, our advisor started us to work on our prom. I never shall forget those arguments we had in choosing a theme. War- ren and Earl kept their South Sea Island idea to the last, but we finally decided on Cherry Blossom Time. I guess 1 missed some of the fun that year at the prom by not staying out all night with the gang, but I got up early enough when Ron pulled me out of bed at 6 o'clock. It wouldn't have been bad if he had just gotten me up, but I still think that it was unneccessary for him to tear my pajamas. We had to go back to the college to undecorate and to return all of the park benches to the college campus. Ohl I almost forgot chemistry class. I don't know how that ever slipped my mind. We had to be on guard constantly in that class against flying missiles and explosions. Ted McNutt and Jerry Schmidt were al- ways keeping things popping, Our senior year started out with a bang with a party at Mrs. Cochran's house. The whole class was there for the first social event of the still young school year. We elected Shirley Miller president that night without having a vote. It was the first time that I can remember our class having a unanimous de- cision. We sponsored our last high school dance, Dial '55 for Jive. We decided to try something new so we had a party instead of a dance. Everyone in the high school was invited and they could dance to records or play games-FREE! We played our share of tricks on Mrs. Cochran that year, but she always took them good -naturedly and came back with a few of her own. That day someone dropped a lead pipe in the hall, and she, thinking it was a iire alarm, rushed the classes in her end of the hall out of the building was one I'll never forget, English class brought its share of laughs as someone was always coming up with something to keep the class laughing. Physics was another class that kept the kids laughing. I remember the day that some of the boys were playing with an airplane magneto. Jack Stewart was cranking it and Jackie Cochran was trying to talk someone into holding the wires. He had one of them in his hand and accidentally touched the other as he started to say, This thing won't shock you. Before he finished his sentence. he had been knocked to the floor by the shock, and everyone was laughing at him. Don Pitstick joined us near the end of the year. That senior year certainly topped off twelve years of hard work and fun. That was a group of kids that I'll never forget. 9 1 G J.: '59 if. as Q 4: is Sponsored by as THE SPRINGFIELD COCA-COLA BOTTLING COMPANY . 51: Q 423 W. N. Street, Springfield, Ohio JF

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F What a beautiful May evening! Here I am a graduate in just a few more daysl As I sit ou my steps looking at the moon and the stars, my mind travels back over my high school days. They have been wonderful daysl I begin to think of my bright future - preparing to become a medical doctor. Then my mind wanders and I gaze into the year 1970 where in my vision I see my classmates pass in review. I can see Dave Champney as a brain surgeon. There are Morris Wise, a noted physicist, and Evelyn Adams, a biological scientist. Jack Stewart is a mechani cal engineer, and Jerry Schmidt is the designer of the first atomic powered rocket ship to Mars. How proud our science teachers should bel I can see that several of my classmates are in business. Earl Batdorf owns a large super station: Dave Hull owns his own business, and Genny Perry operates a dress shop for which she designs the clothes. Doug Williams is a big business man,too. Evelyn Garman and Shirley Miller are both secretariesg however Evelyn is a mi1lionaire's private secretary, and Shirley is one just like Susie MacNamara. Liz Finley is a cer- tified public accountant. I visualize Joyce Demmy and Rose White as beauticians. There is Warren O'Neill just about to receive the Mr. America crown. Barbara Beal's name is up in lights: she is starring in a big Broadway musical hit. Don Pitstick is in the Marinesg Ted McNutt is a five star general in theAir Force, and Ron Fisher is a jet pilot. I can see Sue An- derson campaigning for the coming election of a new President. In imagination I see Marcia Oelslager as commercial teacher, Harold Stan- cliff as an industrial arts teacher, Maxine Hamilton as an elementary school teacher, and I ack Cochran as high school counselor. Four teachers from our class is a good record. But thinking of school finally brings me out of my trance and reminds me that I should be thinking of the present, for there are various tasks which need to be com- pleted before the big night. It will be interesting to see whether my dreams do come true. cF 55 62 0 9 0': 6, 4 qi' '23 Sponsored by THE ANTIOCH PRESS and YELLOW SPRINGS INSTRUMENT COMPANY