Chatham High School - Oracle Yearbook (Chatham, OH)

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see, Donna, better known to TV viewers as ''Mighty Miss Dynamite, has reached her goal as lady wrestling champion of the world. Joan Casper, who has championed in the more feminine occupation of house- keeping, is here this evening with her husband and family. She received the award of “Outstanding Housewife of 1961'' from Better Homes and Gardens magazine for magni- ficent way in which she uses her artistic ability in the management of her beautiful home. Janet Hofstetter, also seems to have made good in her chosen profession. For, whenever you pick up a newspaper, you see her daily column, now one of the most popular in the country. She has now set for herself a new goal. This is the writing of the ''Great American Novel,'' or in other words; a book that will out sell ''Forever Amber. This is the history of what the members of the Class of '5] have accomplished in the past ten years, with the exception of myself. Mine was a short, but eventful career. Like the man in the song, I found, washed upon the beach, a wooden box con- taining The Thing. ' By using a plan obtained from a nightmare, I thereby made my fortune. For people came and still come by the thousands to see that strange quirk of nature, now considered the eighth great wonder of the world, ''The Thing. Robert Sorg 13

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Class Prophecy — Judging by the date (Friday 13), most of you attending the banquet this even- ing aren't very superstitious. So, it is doubtful that you will take much stock in my supernatural power of foretelling the future. But, just the same, I am going to take you on a little trip into the future of 1961, where a reunion of the Class of '51 is now being held. We had better hurry, for the guests are now arriving. All of you know at least one joke about a woman driver. Well, the old and popular form of entertainment received what was almost its death blow, when a woman won this year's 500 mile Memorial Day Race. Yes, Rose Silves, the first of the Class of '51 to arrive this evening, made many a man's face red on that ''Fateful day. Marilyn Moore, the president of the Class of '51, is the hostess of this tenth anniversary celebration, which is being held ina large hotel ball room in Key West, Florida. Somehow, she managed to get all of us together, which we admit must have been quite a task. According to the cheering outside, I would say the president's party must have arrived. As chief executive of the US, Bill Klein has failed in only one way. That is in the art of letter writing. Maybe it is just that he doesn't have a daughter that sings. With the president is Norma Barnhart, who was recently appointed National Supervisor of Nursing. I may be an optimist, but I believe this Bill and Norma affair may turn out to be a fairly permanent partnership yet. A third person in the party is Joachim Stephan, now ambassador to the U.S. from Germany. We all remember, how, back in 1951, Joe said he wanted to return to the United States. Well, he made it, but not in the way orginally planned. Before, I forgot to mention that our hostess, Miss Moores, is secretary to the President. As a stenographer, she is very conscientious. But, to quote the Supervisor of Nurses, ''Work can sometimes be taken too seriously. Every time I visit the president at his office, I find her seated on his lap, supposedly taking dicta- tion. ' There is now a new and even greater commotion at the main entrance to the ballroom. Judging by the sighs from the ladies, it must be--and itis. It is Gregory Swoonatra, better known to us as Bob Garver. Bob has risen quickly to fame on stage and in the movies. Some now venture so far as to say he has replaced Rudolph Valentino as the Great Lover, and romantic idol of millions of women. Tonight, there is an interesting story going around. It seems ''Mr Swoonatra's uncanny method for running out of gas at the right time was at work again. Only this time, it was his yacht that ran out of fuel, on the cruise from New York to Key West. He and his guest, the president's secretary, were forced to wait until an emergency supply of fuel could be brought from land. Bring-Um-Back-Stuffed-Janson. Yes, you guessed it- the greatest big game hunter of recent years. (No, I didn't say dame, but that can be included). Through the combined efforts of hunting and taxidermy, he has built up the largest collection of stuffed animals in the world. This inanimate zoo is on display at the National Museum of Natural History. Another of our classmates who turned out to be good at stuffing is Donna Dieckman. She packs fans into the arena wherever and whenever she wrestles. You 12

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Senior Class Will We, the members of the Senior Class of nineteen hundred and fifty-one, being of sound mind and body, hereby declare this to be our last will and testament. ARTICLE I To Mr. Kohli, we will peace and quiet when he enters a study hall, in place of a sudden hush that always fell as he entered when we were there. To Mr. Peters, we will a neat library in the back of the North Room. Since we Volunteered' to straighten it up-so many noons, it ought to stay that way for another year. To Mr. Hege, we will the advisorship of another class. May they be more co-operative than we have been. To Mr. Chaffee, we will our ability to start the morning in a good mood. May he use it as well or better than we have. To Miss Overson, we will back the thread that she unconciously loaned, and we so conscientiously used for tying our sales tax stamps this year. To Mr. Taylor, we will back the patience and steel nerves that he lost teaching us how to drive in Driver's Training Class. To Mr. Mosgrove, we will a cleaner schoolhouse. Since we didn't will our technique of getting it dirty to anyone, he shouldn't have so much work to do from now on. ARTICLE II To the Juniors, we will our trials and tribulations of the past few months. May you get through them with less trouble than we have. To the Sophomores, we will our dignity (what we have of it), Here's hoping they are in full possession of it by the time they are Seniors. To the Freshmen, we will three more receptive years of high school. And also our vacant seats. May those seats hold together safely for another three years. ARTICLE III I, Norma Barnhart, will my tuba to Barth Pitz. It is so big he may get lost be- hind it, but one thing, he'll never lose it. May he have as much enjoyment as I] have had. I, Joan Casper, will my cheerleading position to Betty Arters. May she have as much fun as J have had. I, Donna Dieckman, will my wrestling ability to Mr. Chaffee. May he make good use of it. I, Bob Garver, will my ability and technique of running out of gas when I'm with a girl to Larry Schroeder. May he have more luck in having it happen more frequently and may his girl be more unsuspecting than mine was. I, Janet Hofstetter, will my four years of fun as varsity cheerleader to Faith Svoboda, and may the green Chevvie be her chief means of transportation to the games. I, Robert Janson, will my ability to be quiet in Mrs. Hege's study halls and also my knowledge of straightening the library to Jim Kohout, who I believe is following in my footsteps. May he have more books to work with than I did. I, Bill Klein, will my ability to talk myself into trouble to Bill Wessolek, who usually can talk himself out of it. I, Marilyn Moore, will my ability to laugh to that quiet lass of the Junior Class, Jean Siman. May she enjoy herself as much as I did. I, Rose Silves, will my artistic ability to Mr. Chaffee, so that he need not waste time securing someone to do his art work for him. I, Joe Stephan, will my eye for the right girl and my strong beard to Ronnie Svodoba. One to finish his puritanistic life and the other to make him look like a real man. I, Robert Sorg, will the knowledge I should and could have obtained in school to Don Mohler. May he have an easier time absorbing it than I did. Norma Barnhart 14