Chandlersville High School - Yearbook (Chandlersville, OH)

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Can You Imagine Mrs, Love being pleased with this year's shorthand class. Mr. Van Echo talking to girls and not blushing. Miss James not being married. Mrs. Park not having to kick someone out of music. Mr. Morton giving everybody Afs in U, S, History, Mr, Strickling being a grouchy teacher, Ann Smith not thinking about Carl, Elsie Mitchell not flirting with married men. Shirley Wells not saying something about one boy and loving another. Linda Leedom making eyes at Homer Thompson. Anna Adams becoming salutatorian. Janet Menzie not talking about Dick. Florence Eck not getting angry and pulling her chewing gum out in public. Virgil Founds making eyes at another girl while he is with Wanda. Roger Ritterbeck not blushing. Larry Warne passing English. Dick Lindamood not calling a girl Dear. Homer Thompson not being stubborn, Clarence Carpenter not saying anything. Gary Adams getting straight A's, Marion Gatewood not making love to Florence. Class Will We, the Class of 1956, unable to hold ourselves back, do hereby make, ordain, declare, and give this to be our last will and testament. I, Elsie Mitchell, will my complexion to Sandy Todd. iUSe Ivory S0ap, instead of make-up. I, Virgil Founds, will my ability to get along with Mrs, Love to Russell Bauserman. I, Ann Smith, will my ability to play the piano for Mrs. Park to Wilma Starrett. I, Larry Warne, will my height to Kathryn Barnes, I, Shirley Wells, will my winning way with George Henderson to Evangeline Klies, I, Clarence Carpenter, will my ability to get along with Miss James to Neil Staggers, I, Janet Menzie, will my ability to work for Mr, Morton to Sandy Rutledge. I, Roger Ritterbeck, will my ability to play basketball to George Henderson. I, Linda Leedom, will my athletic ability to Martha Eck. I, Dick Linclamood, will my good humor to Larry Tucker, I, Anna Mae Adams, will my ability to get to school on time to Ruth Rowland. I, Marion Gatewood, will my ability to drive on ice to Donald McConaha. I, Florence Eck, will my ability to do my plane geometry to Dwight Wilkins, I, Gary Adams, will my curly hair to Mr. Morton. I, Homer Thompson, will my way with Miss James to Larm y Tucker, With the hand of each Senior as one, we sign, seal, and deliver the last will and testament of the Senior Class,

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Class Prophecy Oh, Senior Class of the Chandlersville High School, hear ye the message 1 bring, Life is divided into three great periods, the past, the present, and the future. The past, with its many happy days of freedom from care, is behind you. It is only a succession of beautiful memories, that, in years to come, we shall love to recall, The present. wtih its petty trials, its days of study and play, of triumph and disappointment, is with you now: but the great unknown future stretches out before you, an untraveled road, filled with--you know not what. Perhaps it is great joy and success: perhaps sorrow and disappointment: perhaps wealthgperhaps p-overty: perhaps fame. You go forward with, as it were, your eyes blindfolded, traveling the great road of life, each step opening up something new, something unexpected. But I, with my mystic power, can unfold that future to you and give a brief glimpse of this class, thirty years from today. Then you can judge for yourselves the path each one has traveled, the efforts each one has made. Listen well, Oh Class of 19562 Give heea to these words of mystic wisdom, as the future is revealed I see a great building, rising out of the heart of the city. The name in clear letters over it read, D. R, Lindamood, Manufacturer of Ford Automobiles, I see a magnificent private railroad car, speed- ing over the glistening rails, There are men in conference around a handsome mahogany table. The president at its head is Dick Lindamood. I see miles and miles of unbroken prairie land, There are thousands of splendid cattle, with cow- boys riding in and out among them. Let me see, those faces under the broad hats are familiar. Identi fy Homer Thompson as one of the cowboys, but I can't tell who the others are. The owner of this splen- did ranch, sitting at ease on the broad veranda of the handsome ranch house is Roger Ritterbeck: -and his wife, standing beside him. is Shirley Wells, I see great tents, a vast number of th-em, What can it be? Oh, it is a circus, joy for the little ones, pleasure for the grown-ups. There are large banners, with the name or the owner, Virgil Founds, Successor to Ringling Brothers. Let us peep into the tents. Perhaps we may find some more of our friends. Yes, suspended, from a lofty trapeeze, we find Janet Menzi The leader of the great band is Ann Smith, Look in this lions' cage, There, fearlessly handling the'great beasts, we find Marion Gatewood.and running round and round the ring, with his ever-ready jokes, I see Clarence CE'-Renter, the greatest clown of the century. Now I envision a stately person at a beautiful home, receiving her guest, I do not know her married name, but there she sits before me, Elsie Mitchell, She said she wasn't getting married, but the right man must have come along. Now I see Hollywood, that fascinating place of famous men and women. Here I find Florence Eck, sharing honors with Linda Leedom in the new play, Modern People, written by the successful Anna Adams, and directed by Gary Adams, who has become famous in his chosen profession, - Here is a great forest, with a single trail leading to a lone cabin, where we find a gray-haired man, resting and hiding from the enthusiastic public, after the successful exhibition of his latest invention, the folding automobile, There he is now, on the porch, with one folded, lying on the chair beside him, Fame has at last come to Mr, Larry Warne. Now the ball is growing dim,but I can still clearly see a wonderful new building situated on this very spot, Tall, four stories high, elevators, swimming pools, roof garden, rest rooms, marble stair- ways, splendid library, gyrnnasium. auditorium, large, sunny class-rooms, everything to make it an ideal school for boys and girls, for it is a new school. Dimmer and dimmer grows the ball, Its message is over, and I, too, 'will say to you my farewell, Peace--Happiness--Good-bye. CLASS MOTTO 'Tis Man's To Give, But Heaven's To Receive. CLASS COLORS Pink and Black CLASS FLOWER 'Pink Carnation