Chestnut Ridge High School - Lion Yearbook (New Paris, PA)

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WHAT'S IT FOR CLASS WILL OF '58 David Shetler, will my Ford to anyone who wants it. Dick Miller, will my position as football captain to whoever wants it. Bob Werner, will the first owl I shoot to Mr. Rorabaugh. Evelyn Stevenson, will my position as mascot on Bill Long's school bus to Susie Callihan. Arlene Vaughn, will Herman to Delores Bender and all my dates to Paul. Paul Allison, will my sideburns to Mr. Rorabaugh. Shirley Smith, will all the garbage of the Y. M. C. A. to Mr. Rorabaugh. Dolly Riegel, will my paddling received from Mr. Rorabaugh to Faye Williams. Carol Mock, will my first year bookkeeping workbook to anyone who can read it. Roxie Westover, will all my Nat King Cole records to Iim Oldham. Nancy Ickes, will all the fun I had in Washington to the seniors next year. Ianet McCreary, will my chemistry manual to anyone unfortunate enough to need it. Nancy Diehl, will all the lun I had in Washington to the seniors next year. David Cameron, will my jeep driving ability to anyone who can use it. Lloyd Casteel, will my sore pitching arm to Iimmy Otto. Cyril Wolfhope, will all my chemistry classes to anyone who wants them. Faye Gordon, will my ability to ice skate to anyone who is well padded. Marjorie Colvin, will my moonlight swim and my dancing shoes to Faye Williams. Kaye Gordon, will my acid eaten lab apron to anyone who likes to make messes. Ioyce Diehl, will all the tin cans I find to Gary Williams. Patricia Blackburn, will my shortness to Beverly Mickle. Elizabeth McCreary, will my long hair to anyone who can't wait long enough for theirs to grow. Larry Cooper, will my ability to play chess to Mr. Bucher. Elsie Neatrour, will my bookkeeping practice set to whoever is lucky enough to get it. Kenneth Davis, will my sister to Lowell Benton. Allen Claycomb, will my position as guard on the football team to anyone who wants it. Dean Clark, will my aggravating others ability to Barry Ray Nail. - Carol lane Feather, will the long hair I don't have to Mr. Knauer. Dick McCoy, am too poor to will anything. Ioe Critchfield, will my brains to anyone who wants them. Neal Buterbaugh, will my presidency of the Varsity Club to Larry Imgrund. Delores Miller, will-my back seat in Mr. Rorabaugh's room to my sister Francie. Carl Imler, will my two consecutive periods in Mr. Rorabaugh's room to any math student. Frances Kauffman, will my height to Faye McDonald. Shirley Frazier, will all my chewing gum to Mr. Bucher. Euniece Hickey, will all my giggles in chemistry class to Mr. Bucher. Maurice Fisher, will my heart to Ioy Ann Mowry. Barbara Bowser, will my heart to Bud. W Barbra Hinton, will my lunch period to anyone who can find it. lean Fisher, will my heart to Bob. Marjorie Latshaw, will my wom out typewriter eraser to anyone who is unlucky enough to have to erase. Barbara Wendel, will my shortness to Ianet Bowen. Leighton Taylor, will my mustache to any girl who wants to be tickled. Bob Smith. will my ability to play basketball to any junior who wants it. Iudy Hoover, will all the fun I had in Washington to the seniors next year. Dick Hoover, will my talent on the bass horn to Bernie Miller. Gary Williams, will my chess board to 'Hap Miller. A I Bonnie Benton, will my majorette boots and baton to my sister Ioanne. Euda Claycomb, will my devilishness to Betty Ferguson. Phyllis Claycomb,will my flirty ways to Barry K. Nail. Thirty Eight -

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France, Dem Diary' Iune 20, 1983 On arriving in France, I first spent a few days in Paris where I happened to stumble onto the night club act of two versatile magicians, GENE HILLEGAS and TOM FISHER. Helping these two Merlins in their mystical endeavors were their beautiful assistants. PHYLLIS CLAYCOMB and KAY COLVIN. Later that evening more talent appeared in the form of the talented tap dancer, MERNA KNISELY. After I left Paris, I traveled to Monaco where I was graciously granted an audience with Princess Caroline and her husband, Prince RICHARD MILLER. I also visited Monte Carlo and met the world's foremost gambler, GLENN BENCE operating the Roulette Wheel. His accomplices, DONALD HILLEGASS and LEIGH- TON TAYLOR kept their eyes glued to the dice. From Monte Carlo I went to the fabulous Riviera. Here I saw BEVERLY DAVIS, FRANCES KAUFFMAN and EUNIECE HICKEY parad- ing up and down the beach in their mink swim suits given to them by their rich French husbands. Africa. Iuly 15, 1983 I hired IOE CRITCHFIELD'S safari to lead me deep into the African jungle to con- tinue my search for talent. To reach the interior of the jungle we had to cross part of the Sahara Desert. There, in the tropical sun-scorched sands, the natives seemed to be erecting some sort of a strange temple. But no! On closer view it was the three American scientists, LARRY COOPER, BOB ACKER, and LEROY IMLER erecting the new Rorabaugh Scientific Observatory. Not far away, strange cries pierced the air. They turned out to be coming from medical missionaries, VERA HARCLERODE, SHIRLEY SMITH, and IANICE ICKES. who had accidentally sat on a huge cactus plant. Big game hunters KAYE and FAYE GORDON ap- peared on the scene with a giant leopard they had just captured. As our safari pressed deeper into the jungle, we could hear weird drum beats and chants until at last we came to a clearing. There, clustered around the fire was BONNIE BENTON and her all girl Unga Bunga orchestra: DOROTHY IMLER and FRANCES IMGRUND, the tom-tom players: BARBARA WENDEL and ELIZABETH MCCREARY, the bamboo xylophone playersg IUDY HOOVER and SHIRLEY FRAZIER, rattling castanetsp and DONNA COLVIN, EUDA CLAYCOMB, NANCY DIEHL, and HILDA COLLEGE screeching the eerie jungle chants which we had heard for many miles. I knew that this group would be an immediate hit, so I at once shipped them all off to New York. Dear Diary, Hong Kong, China Dear Dim-Y' August 25, 1983 At last, here I am in Hong Kong, after getting lost in Tibet. It was lucky for M. B. C. that the three Yak dealers, DAVID CAMERON, DEAN CLARK, and LLOYD CASTEEL found me before I starved to death in the Himalayas. They and their friends, mountain goat traders. DAVID SHETLER, LLOYD MARTIN, and LEROY SNIVELY, gave me a generous supply of goat milk and yak butter to take back to New York. Before finally reaching Hong Kong, I made a brief stopover in Tokyo where I saw PATRICIA BLACKBURN, PATTY DIEHL, and SYLVA MILLER ride by in rickshaws. There, I also had the pleasure of bumping into LOIS MARTIN and SUSAN CUPPETT, instructors of an international cooking school. Now the end of my fabulous trip is in sight. Any minute RONALD HEIDORN and CYRIL WOLFHOPE should be landing their M. B. C. chartered airplane to fly me back to New York. Well, Dear Diary, I, talent scout, PHOEBE CUPPETT will never forget the fun I had looking up the old C. R. H. S. alumni and being surprised by their unusual and varied talents which, pretend- ing to lie dormant during their high school days, have now awakened to bring fame and honor to the members of the Class of 1958. ' Thirty Seven

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CLASS WILL OF '58 Dorothy Imler, will my tallness to Peggy and Kay Earnest. Merna Kniseley, will my corny laugh to Marian McCreary fpoor girll. Peggy King, will my ability to get lost in Washington. D. C., to Mr. Koza and Mr. Rorabaugh. who spent many trying minutes hunting for me. Vera Harclerode, will my shorthand pen to Carolyn Harclerode. Lois Martin, will a new bed to Peggy after helping Merna and Shirley breakdown her old one. Phoebe Cuppett, will the fun of being chased out of bed at 3:00 A.M. by a house detective to anyone with a spirit of adventure. Ierry Bowser, will my chemistry book to anyone who wants it. Sandra F easter, will my tallness to Evelyn Otto. Patsy Kring, will my trig notebook to my brother, Errol. Nancy Kline, will my good times with Marie, Nancy, Ginette, and Sylvia to nobody, because I want them all for myself. Frances Imgrund, will my ability to work in the library to anyone who is fortunate enough to get it. Galen Shaffer, will my love of playing chess to Harry Davis. Dotty Yantz, will my purple dress to any member of the senior play cast next year. Dora Shomo, will my shorthand ability to Mr. Burr. Bud Weaver, will my beat-up cornet to Tom Sleek. Mary C. Weyant, will my love for an Olds-88 to a certain girl. Mattie Wolfhope, will my ability to be voiceless to my brother Ioe. Iennie Witt, will the carload of boys that scared Phoebe and me out of our wits to Alice Fleegle. Bob Triplett, will my hair to anyone who has enough patience to comb it. Leroy Snively, will my Plymouth to anyone who wants it. Donna Colvin, will my blonde hair to any magician who can make me shorter. Susan Cuppett, will the rest of my life to make Wayne happy. Ron Heidorn, will my convertible to Ivan Mitchell. Bob Acker, will my cello bow to Mr. Rorabaugh. Edith Diehl, will my seat in P. O. D. class to anyone who wants it. Glenn Iones, will my basketball uniform to Bill fWardenl Smith. Gene Hillegas, will everything that nobody wants to anybody that doesn't want it. Hilda College, will my seat in chemistry class to Linda Gordon. Ianice Ickes. will my seat-in chemistry to whoever wants it. Lloyd Martin, will my dogs to anyone who likes dogs. Dean Housel, will my baseball suit to anyone who wants it. George Bowser, will my ability to hotrod a car to Dennis Bowser. Sam Blackburn, will my broken comb to Mr. Iohn Miller. Beverly Davis, will my ability to let the boys for my sister. Kay Colvin, will my dark hair to Patsy Egolf. Don Hillegass, will my black Chevy to Dick Iohnson. Tom Fisher, will my front seat in English class to Statler Miller. Mary Holland, will my place in National Honor Society to whoever is fortunate enough to get it. Sally Bowser, can't afford to will anything. , August Dalla Valle, will my driver's license to Harold Miller. Bob Dull, will my class ring to Mary McCreary. Lowell Benton, will all my time and dates to Eileen Davis. Glenn Bence, will my ability to hotrod a car to Larry Yost. Ianie Barefoot, will grumpy to my future. Sylva Miller, will my position as head cheerleader to my sister Thelma. Hazel Carson, will my heart to a certain guy. Sally McMillen, will my long finger nails to Beverly Mickle. Shirley Felix, will all the Grace Livingston Hill novels I have read to Elvira Light. Doris Oldham, will all the fun I had on moonlight sled rides to Ianet Lohr. Patty Diehlhwill my red hair to anyone who wants it. Thirty Nine