Centralia High School - Centralian Yearbook (Chillicothe, OH)

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LLOLYD PRICKETT Just taking it easy. AARY CURTIS Uh well, here today, gone tomorrow. HAROLD BOYER Gone hunting. SHERRY ALLEN Let the boys chase me I can outrun any of them. JOHN WEAVER Now what will I do all winter? PATSY ATWOOD You can't take it with you, but it's nice to have while you're around.

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GARY COOPER Who me? PATTY HAFER Is there a doctor in the house? RONNIE LEASURE Suppose I could draw unemployment? DONNIE HERRON Why am I such a brain? CLINTON HOLBROOK I'm a good kid, but who likes kids. ,I 3 ff A 15 rm V. Q, 1, , ' 1. - ' fr k . - DONNA PRITCHARD Even the mice don't know I'm around. TS? ,x ' . 3 , 5

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CLASS WILL OF 1956 We, the Senior Class of nineteen hundred and fifty-six, having come through this, the first of our battles, with shoulders back and heads high, and having adequately prepared ourselves for future contentions, do declare this to be our last will and testament. Article I To the faculty we do will and bequeath our ability to see the bright side of every- Article Article Article Article Article II III IV V VI thing that they might not become too discouraged in the next few years. To those notorious juniors we do will and bequeath our angelic behaviors. To those paranoia sophomores we leave our temperance and moderation in hopes that they may become more like us as the years go on. To those impetuous freshmen we leave all the dark corners we have found, know- ing that they will use them to the best advantage. To all the future graduating classes of Centralia High School we do will and be- queath our spirit of unity and cooperation that they might enjoy as harmonious and happy senior years as we have had. The Will. I, Wanda Faye Chester, will my good looks to my sister Ruth, hoping she will do better in the Miss Ross County contest. I, John Edward Meeker, will my ability to get along with Mr. Schiff to Red Francis King, knowing he can do it. I, Geraldine Elaine Allen, will my slim figure to Patty Bower, in high hopes that she will make good use of it. I, Carl Cliffton Shaw, Jr. , will my ability to ask stupid questions to my brother, Bob. I, Mary Elizabeth Curtis, will my nick-name Hummingbird to anyone who can get around fast enough to keep up with it. I, Harold Russell Boyer, will my ability to tell tall tales to Merfel Conley, knowing he will do well at it. I, Patricia Ann Atwood, will my hot-rod driving to Janie Roy, hoping she won't mow down too many fences. I, Donald Eugene Heron, will my lover-boy ways to Brother Bobby. l, Donna Louise Chaffin, will my ability to say the wrong things at the wrong time to Carolyn Merriman. knowing her innocence. I, Gary Howard Cooper, will my whiskey bottle to Franklin Haynes, hoping he won't hit it too hard. l, Patricia Lucille Hafer, will my collection of engagement rings to Rosemary Seymour, hopin they won't weight her down. 8