Casey High School - Flame Yearbook (Casey, IL)

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 6 i t St 3? $ f SENIOR CLASS WILL We, the members of the Senior Class of Casey Township High School, being of sound mind and memory, and realizing that our career in Casey High is near an end. do hereby publish our last will and testament. To the Juniors, we leave the high and mighty title of “Seniors”. To the Sophomores, we give the privilege of cleaning out our lockers and keeping all remnants of pencils and notebooks which they might find lurking there. To the Freshmen, we leave our sympathy for losing the kind, obliging Seniors who so willingly escorted them to class on the first day of school. To Wanda Atkins, Faith Finney leaves her good standing with the fifth hour assembly teacher. To Olive Owens, Irene Mumford and Inez Howe leave their “experiences the night before”. To Gerald Todd and Clarence Sidwell, Kenneth Lamb, Howard Johnson, and Otis Lacey leave their reserved seat in Mr. Dickerson’s home room. To Marjorie Weaver, Norma Stratton leaves her unshorn locks. To Ruth Perisho, Norma Beavers leaves her secret of natural waves. To Leah Deverick and Hazel Shrider, Juanita Foster and Nora Louise Emerich leave the recipe for their true friendship. To the best Senior athlete of ’32. Wilson Hensiek bequeaths the Harris T rophy. To Marion Partlow, Christine Diltz wills her power of remembering American history dates. To the public speaking class, Gerald Henderson bequeaths his dramatic ability. To Charles Campbell, Troit Kelly and George Lippincott will their popularity with the Junior girls. To Miss Ennis, Leon Postlewait and Burl Dill leave Milton and all his works. To Donald Lippincott, Jane Brunker leaves her scheme of leaving the study hall without a permit. To Mattie Briggs, Ruby Sidwell leaves her sunny disposition. To Franklin Townsend, Dick Gard wills his heel plates in order that Franklin may annoy some assembly teacher. To Pauline Bower, Wilbur Gilbert and Charles Goben leave their ability to start an argument. To Lillian Squires and Floretta La Rhue, Beulah Queen, Chlorene Bell, and Claudine Laymon will their eighth period parties. To Vera Shelton and Irma Packer, Ruth Lee and Norma Neidigh leave their gift of gab. To those who do not enjoy standing while they ride, Foil Perisho, Bessie Hunsaker, Madge Huddleston, and Wendell Collins bequeath their seats on the school bus. To Mable Perkins, Mary Wetherholt and Herman Davis leave a portion of tbeir height. To Leona Lacy and Ruth Miller. Frank Hudson, Forrest Claypool, Exil Bower, and Wilbert Cummins leave their tendency to create a disturbance. To Margaret McDaniel, Marjorie Fancher leaves the scheme of getting past stop lights. To Bob Davis, Allen Orndorff leaves his rosy cheeks. To Cyril Emerich, Theron Roberts wills his feminine giggle. 1 24 1

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SENIOR CLASS HISTORY September 1, 1927, marked an important date in the lives of a group of ambitious and intelligent Freshmen. After furnishing the usual amount of entertainment for the upperclassmen, we became real members of Casey High. As class officers, we chose: Kathryn Hoke, president; Wilson Hensiek, vice-president; Faith Finney, secretary-treasurer; advisors, Miss Booker and Mr. Newlin. We sponsored a bake sale to help pay expenses and had sufficient funds to entertain the Juniors at the “Rocks”. As Sophomores, l eing better acquainted with the surroundings and having lost all fear of our superiors, we accomplished greater things. The leaders during that year were: Wilson Hensiek. president; Maxine Reed, vice-president; Billy McGinness, secretary-treasurer. We had more privileges that year and took charge of pep meetings as well as the candy stand at the games. Our Junior year was one of hard work. As officers, we chose: Garrison Burr, president; Maxine Reed, vice-president; Claudine Laymon, secretary-treasurer. The first thing of importance was the selecting and purchasing of class rings. Next came the Junior Class play, “Billy”. On May 2, under the guidance of our advisors, Miss Armstrong and Miss Denise, we entertained the Seniors at a real Dutch banquet. At last came the year of years—we were Seniors and the cynosure for all eyes. The officers were: Margie Fancher, president; Billy McGinness, vice-president; Claudine Laymon, secretary-treasurer; advisors, Miss Wendt and Mr. Dickerson. First came the all-school party, at which time the Freshmen received the usual torture, on December 17. We sponsored a stunt show, receiving first prize for “The Wedding of the Painted Doll”. Perhaps the biggest problem was publishing The Flame, but after much work and scheming it went over. The Juniors entertained us at the annual Junior-Senior banquet. Last of all came the Senior Class play, and graduation. It is with a pang of sorrow that we leave, but since we have finished our tasks, we must make room for others. Our sincere hope is that they will be as successful as we have been, and that they will keep this, the best school in the land, at the very top. I 23 1 ? 6 s ui «i? | (fir ? a I C A t f I f tif i w

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Eilna Brothers leaves Norma McMillan her supply of jokes. Dorothy and Opal Brandenburg leave their front seats to two mischievous Seniors of ’32. To Doris Shick, Rosamond Shimel leaves her bright tresses. To Clay Roberts, Kenneth Hall wills his everlasting smile. To Oscar Shoemader, Billy McGinnis bequeaths his knowledge of solid geometry. To all future seamstresses, Doris Hosman and Pauline Fitzpatrick leave a large supply of perfectly good excuses to be used when the last bell insists upon ringing before they reach sewing class. To Zella Lowry, Evelyn Sharp leaves a package of her favorite chewing gum. To Brown Forrester, Ben Gossett, and Dale Whitney, Leslie Wright. Darrell Downey, and Max Brewer leave their combined knowledge gained as Seniors. Darrell Chapman leaves his ability to hurdle assembly seats to Dean Rogers. William Bell leaves a copy of his monthly newspaper (name unknown) in the library, hoping that all students will benefit by its contents. To Wilma Hammond, Melba Brewer leaves her ability to sing alto. Opal Rhoads and Esther Logue leave the trials and tribuations of managing the Flame Staff to next year’s editors. Signed: Senior Class. By: Mildred Laymon. Witness: Ruby Sidweli.. SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY Dear Margie: I certainly have some great news for you. If you don’t get excitement and thrills from it, something is wrong. You probably think I am crazy, raving on like this, but when I tell you that it’s all about our graduating class, you’ll understand. Since you were president of the class during our Senior year, I have decided to tell you first. You see, it all happened like this. I recently met an old Indian guide while I was touring the mountains. Strange to say, this guide was a woman, who, though very old, could climb the mountains much more easily than I. She possessed the only magic mirror in the world, and people came from far and near to have her look into their futures. Well, my curiosity got the best of me, and one day, as we rested before finishing our climb, I asked her to reveal my future. She consented and asked if there was a particular question I would like to ask. It was indeed hard to choose one from the many that flashed through my mind. However, the atmosphere reminded me of spring and brought back memories of graduation time. I had an idea. “I would rather hear the future of the Class of ’31 than my own future,” I answered. “Oh! gladly will I tell you,” she quickly replied, “for it is indeed a class worthy of great praise.” I sat closer to her so that I would not miss a word, and she began: “I see Norma Reavers doubling for Janet Gaynor in the movies. Darrell Chapman operates a radio station in the back of his father’s drug store. “Fon Perisho and Ruby Sidweli, talented toe dancers, have gained world wide fame. William Bell, accompanied by his mechanic, Exil Bower, makes a trip to England every day in his airplane to take the king for a ride. “Howard Johnson, Kenneth Lamb, and Wilbour Cummins are new United States senators who are fighting for bigger and better speed laws. 125 1 6 57 ¥ ft f to § I c