Center High School - Mirror Yearbook (Center, MO)

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HISTORY OF THE SENIOR CLASS Could you believe that once on a time We were just Freshmen, beginning to climb? Up the steep hill of vast learning thirty of us skipped. Not seeing the stones over which we might trip. Bright and gay onward we kept, And to the top mark of the honor roll swept. Next we were Sophomores, our fame rapid grown. Neither honor roll names nor our courage had flown. As Juniors, our betters have never been seen. We made all the classes with envy turn green, For in athletics our class was a star, Our basketball players were known near and far. Our Junior play, we presented in May Was a great success, hilarious and gay. The Junior-Senior banquet, aeronautical in theme And the Prom held afterward, was a success it would seem. As Seniors we've made a desirable name, School activities have given us fame. W e hope very much that our pace will be kept By on-coming classmen with whom we have met. All praise to our teachers who’ve been our kind guides, They gave earnest effort and much more besides. We've tried to be loyal to our officers, true, And help them in all they've tried hard to do. With courage and honesty, through years to come, The CLASS OF '47 will make the world hum.’ SENIOR CLASS OFFICERS Ellis Cramer—President Horace Berry--Vice President Betty Berrey—Secretary-Treasurer Mary Ellen Springstun--Reporter Mrs. Mary Belle Fanning--Sponsor Class Motto: “Tonight we launch, where shall we anchor? Class Flower: Sweetpeas Class Colors: Pink and lavender

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SENIOR CLASS WILL I, Elaine Ledford, after much consideration and thought will to Shirley Kohler my basketball ability. “Don’t Stop Shirley.” I, Mary Ellen Springstun, after due thought and consideration, will and bequeath my joy of playing for chorus to Imogene Howald. I, Juanita Murphy, will and bequeath my typing ability to Marilyn Schaffer, hfy glasses to Imogene Howald. “Don’t break them Imogene.” I, Horace L. Berry, being of sound mind, will my hearty laugh to Red Lewellen, My perfect attendance to Elmo Lieurance. I, Jack Palmer, will my mischievousness to Everett Pabst, My bashfulness to Lloyd Myers. I, Wayne Allen, will my Western Books to Earl Barr and my favorite wad of gum to Henry Howald. I, John Brown, hereby will my secretarial work to Patsy Hickerson, my tall stature to Raymond Bontz. “He can use it.” I, Betty Berrey, will my wonderful times in the Library to Tiny Egbert. My shyness to Lavada Davis. My artistic ability to Jean Morman. I, Sterling Roberts, hereby will and bequeath my ability to stay out of trouble to Everett Pabst. I, Deloris Roberts, hereby will my ability to make mistakes in typing to Shirley Roberts. “Good luck next year Shirley.” I, Ellis Cramer, hereby will and bequeath my courteous manner to C. H. Weldy. My way with the women to Ray Littell. My mustache to Paul Reeves. I, Jack Couch, being of sound mind hereby will my good luck to get kicked out of class to J, W. McIntosh. I, Jean Watts, will my ability to hold my boy friends to Marilyn Schaffer. My study habits to Marjorie Ledford. I, Bobby Evans, being of sound mind hereby will my privilege to run all over the schoolhouse to Melvin Buhrkuhl. My sunny dis- position to Henry Howald. I, John Howald, will my permanent wave to Vernon Buhrkuhl. My Republican platform to Donald Calhoun. i