Central High School - Centralia Yearbook (Bay City, MI)

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page twenty-one dious disposition to Dorothy Sovey. We, Ethelyn and Evelyn Gilroy, do leave our sweet simplicity to those noisy juniors. I, Florence Gessler, do leave my “vamp-ish ways” to Gladys Quast. 1, Eleanor Adams, do leave my fondness for football players—particularly Barney— to Eleanor Rhemus. I, Rosina Booth, do leave my “gift of gab” to Janet Carver. I, Mary Guenther, do bequeath my ability as a stenographer to any amb!tiuos Fre-shie. I, Miriam Belknap, do leave my active tongue to Garrett Hadcock. I, Elizabeth Berry, do leave my musical talents to Marie Brams. I,Gertrude Brookmyre, do leave my quiet ways to Frieda Schram. I, Mary Harriet Charters, do bequeath my long tresses to Georgia Washington. I, Frances Bambard, do leave my innocent airs to Mary Jane Ready. I, Sylvia Croteau, am taking my noisv ways with me, to the relief of the faculty. I, May Fontonelli, do bequeath my queenly carriage and graceful poise to Valerie Wylie. 1, Marie Grey, do bestow upon Andrew Karpus my quiet manners and gentle breeding. I, Ruth Forbes, do leave my dignified carriage to Ida Smith. I, Beulah Bishop, do bequeath my freckles to Pat Sowers. 1, Faye Greenstein, do leave my active tongue to all those unfortunates who never know what to say. 1, Alice DeGanton, do leave behind me the memories of myself. I, Jessie Jcnes, do bequeath my crushes on anything masculine to Katherine Craves. I, Edythe Lieberman, do bequeath my place in Agathcs to Joe Kinney. I, Mabel Pake, do leave my sister to the care of the students and the faculty. I, Iva Oviatt, do leave my place on the swimming and diving team to Doris Mueller. I, Gladys Matuszewski, do bequeath my long hair to Maxine Bucholz. I, Carlie Marston, do bequeath, to the school the memory of what the “Baker crowd” can say about me and my boy friend during fifth hour lunch. I, Lucille Loree, do bequeath Gary Coop- JUNE CLASS WILL er’s picture to some Freshie who has a secret passion for him. I, F'rieda Haarer, do bequeath my quiet and mannerly ways to Sally Jar.e Brown. 1, Edna Heglund, do bequeath my studious ambitions to Marian Smith. I, Ruth Hedman, do leave my weakness for the opposite sex to Alice Zingg. 1, Myrtle Johnson, do leave my tall figure to Betty Baker. I, Helen Lockwood, do bequeath my great ability in math to Allan Hayes. I, ‘Myrtle Martin, do leave my ability to do shorthand to Loretta Kist. I, Maureen Lcll, do bequeath my blond hair to Barbara Becker. I, Ruth Meisel. do bequeath my Spanish vocabulary to Harriet Porter. I, Marguerite Meyer, do bequeath my place in the N. P. U. to any freshie who happens to be a commercial student. I, Peggy Pearsall, do leave my dramatic ability to any future leading lady of a Senior play. I, Lulu Poole, do bequeath my auburn locks to any freshie who craves for them. I, Margaret Hughes, do leave my friend. June Anthony, to the mercies of the school. I, Margaret LaBerge, do leave my place in the Girl Reserves to Mid Davis. I, Pauline Pletzke, do leave my place as candy girl in Kresge’s to that sweet little girl —Helen Price. I, Eunice Strevel, lo leave my infectious giggle to Miss Howe. I, Ethel Whitney, do leave my position in the Ne Plus Ultra to someone with nothing to do. I, Helen Weston, do leave my reputation as a scholar and my position in Agathos to Pete Murchison. I, Matilda Williams, do bequeath my charming smile and happy disposition to someone who doesn’t know how to have a good time. I, Beatrice Williston, do leave my knowledge and experience w ith Boy Scouts to anyone interested in the same. I, Leona Wispinter, do leave my blonde curly locks to anyone with the price of a permanent. I, Loretta Schroeder, do leave my red hair to be the crowning glory of some lucky Freshie. I, Velma Praschan, do leave my chic

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JUNE CLASS WILL page twenty I, Harold Elbinger, am leaving school to become a first class druggist—if you want a soda, a sandwich, soft drinks, ice cream, or anything except medicine—see me. I, Henry Feldman, do leave leave behind me thoughts of that Oral English triumph, “Enter the Hero”. I, Gedney Fenton, do leave my many positions as treasurer, as well as my Boy Scout medals to my successors in these offices. I, Jack Ferris, do leave my grades as a fitting mark for the 12B’s. I, Harold Fogg, do leave to Ferdinand Gust my many French horn blasts. I, Walter Frasz, do bequeath my stainless reputation as a good little bay to James Carver. We, Clarence Gibson and Eugene Hel miniak, are at last leaving peace and quiet among the teachers. I, Lawrence Gillion, do donate my past achievements—good or bad—to any student who will take the trouble to look them up fo me. I, Harry Goulet, do wi.l my shorthand papers to the girl calling for them at my locker—first come, first served. I, Kenneth Halstead, do donate stray parts of my model T to the Auto Mechanics Department. I am suie they will find that my car was no ordinary one when they v.e these parts. I, Ernest Hartley, being a chemist of some repute, do will my experience in mixing sodium and chlorine with results, to any coming chemist. I, Robert Hiler, do leave memories of my winning ways with Fords, to Martin Schnit-ler. I, Kenneth Hill, do will my ability to rattle off memory selections to John Mallet. I. Sam Kasner, do leave my extensive knowledge of “math” to the Mathematics Department to pass over the heads of future generations. I, Chet Kazmierski, do hereby bequeath my title of “chemist” to any spiring freshie —long may he perspire! I, Morris Kruelen, do bequeath three yards of my excessive legs to Ponnie Glaza. I, Gilbert Kolb, do leave remembrances of my musical self to Mr. Evans. I, Lyle LaBerge, am leaving school at last—hope to run for president next year. I, Ernest I.aetz, do leave my ability to lead my classmates through their freshman year to the despondent Freshie president. I, Elmer Lange, do leave Virginia— though unwillingly. We, Stanley Lenarsic and Milton Levine, leave school with a reputation of nothing ventured and less gained. I, Birdsey Learman, do leave grace—for your approval. I, Jerome Levine, do leave excess proportions to Pee Wee Brancheau. I, Eugene Lewis, do willfully bestow’ rr.y curly hair on Mr. Dalzell. I, Louis List, do leave my band suit to anyone who can do justice to it. I. Carl lock, am leaving a vacant chair and hope that the years which are to come will provide as peaceful a resting place. I, Russell Lohr, do leave my physical undevelopment to Bob Allman. I, Lynn MacPhail, the President of this lofty class of Seniors, do, w ith pleasure, leave this honored position to someone with the strong constitution which this office requires. I, Ed Martin, can only say “Thanks” to the teachers for their part in my graduation. I, Ed Martin, being strong in mind, leave the following advice to Rip Gallagher and Tom Oliver: “Never worry about your studies; make the teachers do it—that’s what they’re paid for.” We, Harold Shotwell and Bob Humphrey, do leave Peg and Mid to console each other after our departure. I, Minard Matson, do bequeath my many accomplishments to my brother, Carl. I, Ray Newcombe, do leave my winning ways with the fair sex to Brother Larry. I, Bill Merritt, do gladly give my nickname of “Snoozer” to the entire Freshman class—they more than deserve it. We, Don and Adolph Nowak, do leave our wdnsome ways to Turner Pero and Brad Billings. I, Ralph Nuechterlein, am leaving this place of confinement because our old horse has just “cashed in”. I, Hugh Oakley, do leave my ability to croon sentimental love-songs to the girls to Scott Gibson. I, Palmer Rudolph Orthner, do leave my reputation of “the parson’s son gone wild” to Elmer Timm. I, Stan Pangborn, do bestow some of my super-supply of “It” on the world’s most famous heart-crusher—Ken McCann.

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JUNE CLASS WILL page twenty two wind-blown bob to Marge Webb. I, Barbara Ratkos, do leave my petite figure to Betty Perrin. I, Virginia Redmond, do bequeath my collection of souvenirs in locker 135 to an Freshie with ambitions of becoming a junk dealer. We, Marguerite Rehmus and Martha Rechlin, do leave memories of our unfailing friendship, and do cheerfully bestow our knack of getting out of classes to roam the halls on that envious trio—Bob, Clark, and Ed. I, Florence Reviere, do leave my demure demeanor to Marge Hand. I, Melba Rose, do leave my picture in the Annual for all to see and admire. I, Margaret Rosenbrock, do bequeath the memory of “just a good little girl”. I, Mildred Sansburn, do have my job in the Cafeteria to any hungry freshie. I, Mary Belle Saunier am leaving well enough alone and am taking my leave while I have a chance. I, Evelyn Schmidt, do leave the memory of my big blue eyes and ready smile to Miss Clancy. I, Frances Schnople, do leave my quiet and unobtrusive ways to those boisterous freshies, who are badly in need of them. I. Dorothy Scott, am leaving in a hurry to join Frank. We, Esther Schroeder and Marjorie Kopec, do leave our ability to find a joke in anything to all serious-minded people. I, Ann Schultz, do will my locker to some careful junior who will remember to shut it. I, Eva Soper, having picked up a litt’e bit of all the branches of learning, find that I must take it all with me if I want to graduate. I, Corinne Snogren, do leave my ambi tion to study to Sis Rackstraw. I, Sally Sovereign, do leave the memory of my gracious and dignified self. I, Luella Spangler, do leave my “School girl complexion” to all those “Cosmestically” inclined. I. Helen Stange, do bequeath my sweet, innocent look to Marjorie Finn I, Doris Stewart, do leave 50c in Senior Treasury. What more do you want7 I, Mary Stewart, leave nothing but my memory—and I can scarcely afford to lose that. as student director to any future assistants in Mr. Oman ’s dramatic productions. I, Dorothy Warne, do leave my green beret to anyone with Irish tendencies. I, Beatrice Pomeroy, do leave my place in Schulte-United’s to Ruth Gaffr.ey. I, Elaine Hartz, do leave my formula “how to become a perfect blonde” to Louise French. I, Jane Nickless, do leave nothing, as the rest of the gang is leaving me. I, Virginia Natsis,, do bequeath my position as Chief Assistant to Miss Webb to one who deserves it—Adeline Thorson. I. Margaret Loessel, do bequeath my black curly locks to Elaine Hause. I, Jessie Logie, do leave my slim figure to Muriel Adams. I, Elizabeth Menne, do leave nothing as Johnnie is going with me. I, Irma Meier, having caused enough trouble, am departing with a sigh. J I. Louise Mueller, do leave my athletic abilities to Ruth Wilson. I, Margaret Legatz, do b.queath my sweet and mannerly ways to Jack LaBreck. I, Georgia O’Hara, am fleeing before anyone catches me—Gcod-bye! I, Louise Jacques, having decided to be graduated from Central, am leaving school. I, Harriet Vink, do leave my theory that a man in the dark is worth two in the light.—is that not enough? I, Wilma Waters, do leave my musical talents to any appreciative Freshie—if such exist. I, Ruth Zink, last but not least, being most generous of spirit, do leave my heartfelt affections to all. Finnally, we nominate and appoint the sponsors of our class, Miss Ballamy and Mr. Garlcck, to be the executors of this our last will and testament. And now, we, the June Class of 1931, do hereby set our hand and affix our seal to this document in the presence of the following witnesses: MARTHA RECHLIN VIRGINIA NATSIS WILLIAM MERRITT VELMA PRASHCAN GERALD WILKIE JOE WILEY I, Ethel Vallender, do leave my ability