Chatsworth High School - Tale Feathers Yearbook (Chatsworth, IL)

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Class Will We, the Seniors of 1953 being of feeble mind and unsound body, do will and bequeath the following unto the members of the junior class with the hope that the aforesaid persons can utilize these legacies: I, A1 Oerbracht, do will and bequeath unto Roger Collins my generous way of allowing my mother the privilege of driving her car one night a week, I, Barbara Warder, do will and bequeath unto Donna Forney my never-ending supply of beaus and also my little black book of essential information. I, Pat Scanlon, do will and bequeath unto Leroy Hornstein my ability to carry on an interesting conversation and my overflowing vocabulary, I, Thelma Ringo, do will and bequeath unto Ellen Cavanagh my map of Forrest and my admiration for a certain slender lad of that town, I, Don Hubly, do will and bequeath unto Jim Wilson the only car in captivity that has horns worth more than the car, I, Ben Pearson, do will and bequeath unto Jerome Haberkorn my collection of bright-colored sport shirts and my ability to choose an all-girl bookkeeping class to attend, I, Carl Czajczynski, do will and bequeath unto Pete Nickrent my love for the Republican party and all those connected with it, I Joyce Hoeger, do will and bequeath unto Jim Wilson my long, pointed chin and my appreciation for all types of hillbilly music and singers. I, A1 Gerbracht, do will and bequeath unto Carol Martin my classy style of dress and my graceful stride, I, Bill Hoelscher, do will and bequeath unto Betty Ashman my cute figure and my reservation at the airport any time after sundown and before sunup, I, Dick Rosenboom, do will and bequeath unto my future brother-in-law. Hank Snow, my skillful way of acquiring a girl and a new Olds at the same time, I, Jean McCarty, do will and bequeath unto Sharon Johnston my quick temper and my fondness for stopping on bridges, I, Shirley Krueger, do will and bequeath unto Elaine Hubly my dainty feet and my bottle of Dr, Carter s Gaining Pills that has made me the stout, healthy specimen that I am, I, Amy Clester, do will and bequeath unto Mary Ann Mauritzen my wardrobe of size nine dresses and my flamboyant legs, I, Alan Baltz, do will and bequeath unto Bob Whittenbarger my slender physique and my five minutes a day devoted to- a hard study of Latin forms. 1, June Runyon, do will and bequeath unto Rita Freehill ray talents for cooking which come from my close attention in home ec class, I, Marie Close, do will and bequeath unto Darlene Patton my way of keeping on the good side of Mrs. Davidson by paying such good attention in history class. I, LaVern Bruner, do will and bequeath unto Red Sargeant my ability to give hair cuts like no one else can (thank goodness) and also my curly locks that fall down on my face in such an appealing way. In witness whereof, we, the class of 53 the testators, have set our hands and seals hereto this eighth day of April in the year of Our Lord, one thousand nine hundred and fifty-three. —12—

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1ST ROW: A. Clester, A. Gerbracht, B. Warder, D. Rosenboom, S. Krueger. 2ND ROW: P. Scanlon, D. Hubly, B. Hoelscher, Miss Plaster, T. Ringo, J. Hoeger, A. Baltz. Senior Play Cast THE BIG POTATO Aaron Butterfield, a man with big ideas...........................A1 Gerbracht Emma Butterfield, his wife.......................................Barbara Warder Janie Butterfield, their daughter..................................Joyce Hoeger Tommy Carlton, who is interested in Janie...........................Alan Baltz Gramp, who does nothing but think, think, and think. . . . Dick Rosenboom Aunt Sophie, a rich, snooty social climber.......................Shirley Krueger Mrs. Terwilliger, another social climber ........................ Tnelma Ringo Banker Lushbags, who also raises potatoes .................................. Don Hubly Belle Amesbury, a female reporter from London........................Amy Clester Mike Edwards, who deals in the black market..........................Pat Scanlon Radio Voice...................................................Carl Czajczynski Play Director . . Miss Louise Plaster Stage Manager . . Bill Hoelscher Business Manager . .Jean McCarty Aaron Butterfield thinks up the scheme of a potato contest which backfires when the potatoes start rolling in but prize money is not available. Family problems are involved especially since Janie needs money to go to college with Tommy. Social climbers, a profiteer, and a reporter add to the confusion and even Gramp can't think of a way out. Problems are finally unraveled and Tommy wins the contest. —11—

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HIT PARADE Barbara Warder ................................................... Eddy's Song Joyce Hoeger......................................................... Slow Poke June Runyon. . Put That Ring on My Finger A1 Gerbracht.................................................. Hot Rod Race Pat Scanlon.......................................................... Solitaire Shirley Krueger.................................. I'm Little But I'm Loud LaVern Bruner................................................. Steel Guitar Rag Jean McCarty................................ The Lass With the Delicate Air Ben Pearson..................................... Take Me out to the Ball Game Alan Baltz........................................ My Buick, My Love, and I Amy Clester. .................... . Let Me Call You Sweetheart Bill Hoelscher...................................... Smoke Gets in Your Eyes Thelma Ringo Texacana Baby Carl Czajczynski ................................................ Ladies' Man Dick Rosenboom................................................... Carolina Moon Marie Close.................................................... The Roving Kind Don Hubly............................................ Mary Had a Little Lamb Prophecy As we drive along in our new jet-propelled car to the forsaken spot of Forrest, we pass Chatsworth, the new air city with sun-heated houses and uranium lighting. We come to a graveyard where we see a large sign. It says: Come in and rest your weary bones and use our convenient lay-away plan. A special this week if the whole family goes. We find the Class of 53 resting peacefully in this cemetery. The class was on their way back from a reunion on the moon in the year 2000 when their space ship exploded. It was believed to have been sabotaged by the Class of 5 They were all killed except Bill Hoelscher, who is now the caretaker of the cemetery. We walk into the grounds and from the tombstones read the following epitaphs: Six feet under lies Alan Baltz As an accountant he worried about defaults. Although a millionaire at I4.5, At any figures his eyes would rise. Six feet below this little headstone Lies LaVern s poor broken bones. During his life he gave many a shave. But this one brought him too close to the grave. —15—