Center High School - Mirror Yearbook (Center, MO)

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CLASS WILL I, Henry Howald, being of sound mind, hereby will my Republican platform to Norma Jean Jackson who was also disappointed in this last election. I, Marjorie Ledford, being minus a sound mind, hereby will my morning crocheting in the Superintendent's office to Joyce Leake. I, Patsy Huse, with my right hand on the Bible, hereby will my gift to gab to Raymond Bontz, and my fighting ability to Joyce Carter and Norma Kohler. I, Betty Cole, being very wide awake except on Monday mornings, hereby will my ability to gather gossip to Tommy Neuschafer and my typewriter to my brother Eugene, because I am never at home to use it. I, Pat Brothers regretfully will my parking place on Saturday night to Sandra Asher, who has a boy friend closer to home. I, Bobby Rhodes, hereby will my seat among the women to Billy Kuntz, and my piano lessons to Sara Cowden. 1, Venita Tiller, hereby will my basketball suit to Florence Smith, and my guitar to Shirley Salsman. I, Ray Littell, will my string of bobby sockers to Bobby A. Palmer and my curly hair to Bobby Wisner. I, Bobby Joe Palmer, will my friendship with the teachers to Junior Ardrey, and my study job to Kenneth Evans. I, Betty Horn, after much consideration and thought, will my noon-hour to anyone who thinks they're able to take my place. I, Earl Barr, being in the same boat with Patsy Huse, hereby will my basket- ball suit to Dwaine Fertch, and as for the girls, “I'm keeping them.’’ I, Betty Moomaw, having teaching ability, unwillingly will my Plymouth to anyone who feels sure they can take my place. I, Dorothy Klever, being positive I have a sound mind, will my fast feet to Sis Pabst and my love for a certain car to Martha Asbury. I, Jean Morman, after much consideration and thought, will my correspon- dence list (mostly soldiers) to Norma Kohler, and my seat on the honor roll to Paul Jones. I, C. H. Weldy, will and bequeath my bobby pins to Eugene Cole, my basket- ball talent to Riley Morawitz and my good times to Red Lewellen. 1, Doris Leake, being of sound mind but seldom used, will my lingering in the halls to my sister, hereby, keeping it in the family and most of my admirers to Dorothy Briggs, keeping one myself. I, Reva Cragen, wondering sometimes if I am of sound mind, will my musical talent to Sara Cowden and my good times to Red Lewellen. I, W. A. Calhoun, will and bequeath my shy ways to Shirley Schuermann and my interest in girls to Donald Huse. My ability to skip Geography class to Red Lewellen. I, Lloyd Myers, will my ability to write letters and smile at the girls to George Ford. Your future should be bright George. The Senior Class as a whole wills the deposits of gum under the study hall desks to the Freshman Class. Take care of it Freshmen. 12

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CLASS PROPHECY It is the evening of May 13, 1959. I am sitting in my study playing cards, a queer man has just appeared. He is of dark complexion and has a long white beard. As I continue playing, he studies the cards on the board, and as if by magic he begins telling me of my classmates of 1948-49. As I lay the Ace of Clubs on the board he says, “I see Venita Ann Tiller is in a Chicago night club playing her guitar in one of the top bands. As yet Venita is still unmarried.” As I lay down the next card, he saw Earl Barr and Patsy Huse happily married. At the present Earl is unemployed, and Patsy is working in Barnes hospital. Earl is especially happy over this. The next card takes him to a big work shop in town, where he sees Ray Littell and Henry Howald as the chief tinker-men of Center. Later on in the game he speaks of an old maid, who at the youthful age of twenty-six is still doing what she was at sixteen. Now who could that be .”.! Oh yes, our one and only Marjorie Ledford. Oh, what do we have here. Betty Lou Cole is Mrs. Edward Meyer and the mother of three children, Karen Lou, Robert, and Gustav III. They reside in their home west of town which he built a year after Betty finished school. Now, on with the game . We pick up the next card and find one of our classmates and his wife, whom he met while singing at Carnegie Hall. Now Bobby Rhodes sings to his twins, Connie Sue and Bonnie Lou. Now we come to the class pin up girl, who is looking over her mounting list of broken hearts. Need we say more. We all know that it is Doris Leake. We now see Reva Cragen and Bill Cornelius just married and settled on a small farm. Reva doesn’t want so very many children and Bill doesn't want less than a dozen. He considers that an average size family. Our next card is the joker and our visitor says that in a faraway town he sees Bobby Joe Palmer as one of the best pool players in the Crystal Pool Hall. Toward the end of the game we look in a small school room. The teacher is trying to explain some mathematical problems. Who could this be? Yes, it is Betty Moomaw. As we go down the highway to success we see Lloyd Meyers driving a truck. Lloyd hasn't stopped in town long enough to look for a wife. Now the stranger looks in one of the big offices, and who is it that we see at the typewriter? It is Jean Morman; Jean has fallen for the typewriter instead of a man. C. H. Weldy is still our handsome, roaming bachelor. Instead of President of the Senior Class he is the manager of the Bow-wow Dog Biscuit Company. Now we look into a hospital nursery. Guess whom we see? It is Dorothy Klever. She is getting quite educated on the subject. W. A. Calhoun is keeping us all curious about his intentions for the future. He still enjoys milking the cows. He hasn’t decided whether that will bring in enough income to support a wife and family or not. We see Betty Jo Horn in an office. She is very efficient in this work. Now we are down to the last trick, we see Pat Brothers in the Center State Rank. She is just about the top of it. Just as always, she hasn’t found a man that suits her. The little gentleman sighed, as he picked up his cards, and with a big smile he said, “What a class, what a school.” 11

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CLASS HISTORY To each of us graduates of '49 our class history holds worlds of adventure, pleasures, romances, sorrow, and studies. To an outsider the recollections may seem of no consequence, yet to us who have toiled up the rocky way, our history looms as an important milestone in our life. In the fall of 1945, twenty-six excited students entered the halls of C. H. S. to begin their long study to prepare themselves for the future. Our Freshman year was spent mainly struggling to overcome the name “green freshies.” Oh, but we had lots of fun, too. During this year we selected our class motto, flower, and colors. The motto being The Key of Work Unlocks All Doors,” the flower, red roses, and the colors, blue and white. Our sponsor was Mr. Graves. One of our Freshmen, Reva Cragen, was elected as the carnival queen. Those that enrolled as Freshmen were, Earl Barr, Edgar Hinch, Bobby Moss, C. H. Weldy, Bobby Rhodes, Betty Benn, Donald Benn, Reva Cragen, Venita Ann Tiiler, Henry Howald, Lloyd Meyers, Betty Cole, Bobby Joe Palmer, Edgar Fulkerson, Marjorie Ledford, Ray Littell, Dottie Dunston, Earl McClintock, Betty Moomaw, W. A. Calhoun, Betty Horn, Pat Brothers, Jean Morman, Don Chenoweth, Patsie Huse, and Patsy Dalton. School closed and when it reopened we became Sophomores. Our enrollment this year was reduced to eighteen. We enjoyed many parties. Our sponsor was Mr. Graves. School closed and we lost the name of Sophomores forever. During our Junior year we lost one student leaving us a total of seventeen. We presented the Junior play entitled Ma Simpkins of Simpkinsville.” The theme for our Junior-Senior Banquet was “Ireland which was paid for by money acquired through the Junior Stand held at most of our home basketball games and during the Center Tournament. Our sponsor was Mr. Hart. Thus three of our years had fled by and we turned eager faces to our Senior year. This September all but one of our class members. Don Chenoweth who entered Kemper Military School, came back to the folds once more to finish their high school career. We welcomed Dorothy Klever, Doris Leake, and Marjorie Ledford as new members. Our class sponsor was Mr. Wilson. This year we pre- sented a Senior play entitled ' Just Ducky. Our last year was crammed with those difficult Senior activities which go with the Senior year. Undoubtedly we could sum up this year as one of the most enjoyable of the four fleeting years we have spent in attaining our high school education. It is with a somewhat saddened heart that we depart from the gay halls of dear old C. H. S. So our merry group of nineteen have braved the storms and at last we are ready to step into life's school. Thus our history does not stop with this brief sketch. It continues as long as we the graduates of 1949 live, only three of us, Pat Brothers, Jean Morman, and Bobby Rhodes, have traveled the long road of twelve years together at dear old C. H. S. 13