Clarence High School - Triangle Yearbook (Clarence, MO)

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Last Will Ancl Testament Ol The Class Of 1959 On this day of May, in the year 1959, we, the Senior Class of Clarence Low School, City of the Dumps, County of the Feeble-minded and State of Misery tMissourii, being of few minds and bodies, do declare the following to be our Last Will and Testament to the underclassmen of our school. To the Freshmen: We leave our brains. May the Freshmen be the Einstein's we all were!?! To the Sophomores: We leave our orderly class meetings and our ability to have the cleanest and quietest homeroom in High School. To the Juniors: We leave our badges of authority. May the Juniors rule with tyranny as we did. To the Faculty: We leave . . . We leave!!! I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I Kenneth Armstrong, will my daily naps in periods 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and 7 to Kent Smith. My he rest in peace. Velma Ayer, will my green thumb to Kay Stamp. May she have as much success as I have had. Nelson Barton, will my Physical Science lab equipment to Larry Freels, that is. if I'm not still using it. Norman Barton, will my way with the women and influence on the teachers to Clifford Timbrook. May he give advice as freely as I have. Edward Bruns, will my position as Assistant Professor of all courses taught at Clarence High to anyone who thinks he is smart enough to handle it. Dorothy Davis. will my cute little giggles to Ruth Hutton. May she take Speech next year and use them as much as I did. Janice Dickson, wil my ability to chatter in all my classes, and get away with it--when I don't get caught-- to JoAnn Jones. May she get caught fewer times than I did. Joyce Dwyer, will my nickname Pinky to Sandy Mattingly. May she never run out of demands for explanations. Shirley Edwards, will my ability to play the piano to Mr. Moore. May he practice diligently--we all know he needs it! Marilyn Erdwins, will my typing ability to anyone who has a good eraser. Marjorie Erclwins, will my towering height of 5' l to Lydia Breedlove. May she always be able to see above the crowd as I have. Ronnie Griswold, will my left-over comic books to anyone who likes to read Bugs Bunny and Mighty Mouse. George Hardy, will my eagerness and ability to argue about anything with anyone to Sandy Wilson. Larry Hartgrove, will my '51 Ford to anyone crazy enough to take it. Wanda Hayden, will my naps in History class to Janice Marsh. May she absorb as much as I did. Mike Howard, will my car to Gary Rathjen. Don't worry about driving it at night, Garyg it can find its own way around as it has seen plenty of night life. Dean Langhammer. will my bloodhounds to Jon Oliver. May he track down as many women as I did. John H. Larrick, will my Sufferin' Six to LaRue Baker. May he get as far on two wheels as I have. Gary Lawson. will my daintiness to Lova Dell Matteson. May she trip around the halls as gaily as I have. Bobby Leftridge, will my six-guns and calling card. Have guitar, will travel to Arthur Masten. Pat Mahoney, will my stethoscope to LeRoy Proper. May he make the girls hearts throb as Idid. Eddie Matteson will my cute little nose to Jerry Barton. May he poke his nose into as much trouble as I did. Pattie Matteson, will my giggles, jokes, and chatter to Sandra Klocke, May she roll 'em in the aisles as I have. Gary Mattingly will my vitality and initiative to Eddie Clem. May he also be a leader of men !'? Juna Meadows, will my frank and cheerful manner to Ellen Reynolds. May she also say exactly what she thinks. Elaine Ralls. will my love of Phys. Ed. and my athletic ability to Vee Ann Meadows. May she partici- pate as much as I have. Ronnie Smith, will all the hours l've spent in the Drug Store to anyone who likes cherry cokes. Pat Slater, will my one-third share of the flute trio to anyone who is willing to attend all night marathons to practicel? Carolyn Stamp, will my big, booming voice and boisterous ways to Pat Masten. Neal Van Houten, will my ability to get in early to Jerry Truitt--early in the morning, that is. Jeanette Walker, will my love of Band and my ability to get along with music instructors to Joy Van Houten. May she practice as industriously as I. Shirley White. will my quiet manner and pleasant personality to Terry Roy. May she keep out of trouble as I have. John Wood, will my height to Larry Barton. May he grow to be as tall and handsome when he is a Senior as I was.

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History Cf Class Cf '59 One fine day in 1947, twenty anxious, excited little monsters wandered into Miss Maxine's first grade room. Little did they realize the trials and tribulations that would come to pass before they were given that little mystery-filled key to the futureg a diploma. But why should they wonder about such trivial matters when important things were being introduced to them such as Mother Goose stories and astounding mathe- matical facts as' 0+0?'f0'!1 This year one member of our class was scared out of a year's growth when she found a big black cockroach in her box. At the beginning of our second year we gained Janice Dickson, John Wood, and Wanda Cooper with Mrs. Schoonover as our teacher. This was the year cowboys and Indians were the craze and anyone who didn't have a pair of roller skates was an outcast. Donna Maupin, Jackie Brooster, Eddie Carl Brown, and Carolyn Yount joined us for rollicking antics in the third grade, but we lost Dean Hulett, Freddie Richards and Sondra Hubble. The fourth grade found us enjoying geography and stories and that was the year we began perfecting our note-writing techniques. Gary Lawson and Shirley Edwards joined our ranks and at the end of the year, Janie Brown and Elaine Ralls moved away. In the fifth grade we played basketball and jumped rope. Mrs. Roy and Mrs. Tarbet did their best to educate us and finally promoted us to the sixth grade. Kenneth Armstrong, Gary Mattingly, Elaine Ralls, and John Butkovich were new additions to the sixth grade which became known as the Bicycle Gang. This was the year we presented so many original dramatic performances. Also, we were wide-eyed with amazement when we heard about some of the daring feats our upperclassmen executed. In the seventh grade we were confronted by two new facesg Larry Hartgrove and Pat Mahoney, but we failed to see John Butkovich and Carolyn Yount again. This year we acquired the name of All-American Flatheads and we were soon introduced to Mrs. McCormick's efficient discipline system. Finally, in the eighth grade, we were able to rate a transfer to the high school building where we really thought we were big wheels. Some of us soon became acquainted with Mr. Shoush's electric paddle. We were sorry to lose Mary Jane Weaver, Eddie Carl Brown and John Barton but were happy to have John Martin and Joyce Dwyer with us. A Our Freshman year, the Sophomores initiated us with a party and the title Green Freshmen was bestowed upon usg we lived up to the fullest connotations of the name. That year. we were given free rides and we got plenty of fresh air and exercise on our hikes back to town. Also, some of our boys had trouble walking by the pool hall safely, it seems that their pants kept getting stolen. Shirley White. Carolyn Stamp, Velma Ayer, Bobby Leftridge, Pat Slater, and Dorothy Davis were a welcome enlargement to our class. The next year we gained some of our prestige back when we became Silly Sophomores and got to give the Freshmen an initiation party and free rides, although a few of us were still getting them, too. This year we had a lot of fun and parties, began to settle down to high school life and the boys and girls started to notice each other. We gained Pattie Matteson, Eugene Milliard,Carolyn Detweiler, and Dee Ann Copenhaver. Our Junior year, Carolyn Detweiler and Eugene Milliard left us. This year was filled with exciting events, including magazine selling, Junior play entitled Phantom of the High School and the Prom with the theme of Dancing in the Dark. Last, but certainly not least. we entered our final year as Dignified Seniors although. we lost Dee Ann Copenhaver to matrimony. Those students attending all twelve years of school at Clarence are: Marilyn and Marjorie Erdwins. Ronnie Griswold, Mike Howard. Neal Van Houten. George Hardy, Juna Meadows, Ronnie Smith, Jeanette Walker, John Larrick, Eddie Matteson, Dean Langhammer and Edward Bruns. The climaxing incidents of our high school days are many. We presented the play Heap Big Cake which was a big success. The Juniors gave us a fine Prom with Stairway to the Stars as their theme. We journeyed to Little Florida on a picnic and hamburger fry. And finally, we took the long-awaited Senior Trip to Kirkwood Lodge at the Lake of the Ozarks for which we had worked long and hard to earn enough money. Our class benefited from these last events by being drawn and knit more closely together than ever before and by sharing many humorous. exciting and enjoyable experiences. Now in 1959, those twenty little monsters of 1947 have come a long way in developing into well-rounded individuals. The doors of old CHS enclose many memories for all of us. Names and dates will fade in our minds as time goes by, but faces and memories of our school days will remain a part of us forever. A very significant part because these experiences, as much as the education we gained, have molded one of the most important parts of our lives and will play a large part in determining our futures. We cannot express the appreciation we feel for our teachers,parents and all who have helped us to grow as individuals but if each one of us can become an honest, happy, beneficial citizen, I think they will feel well rewarded. i We've racked our brains To the fullest extent, We're signing offg Our nerves are spent! fSo's the food.l

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Prophecy Of Class Of '59 Kenneth Armstrong, who once slept in class, Is now out of the Navy without a pass. Velma Ayer, who has so many sisters, Is still planting gardens and getting blisters. Nelson Barton, our fabulous choir tenor, Got his hair cut and looks like Yul Brynner. Norman Barton, our Latin lover boy, Married, settled down, and has a double bund Edward Bruns, our scientific mechanic, Invented a monster and created a panic. Dorothy Davis, who longed to get her mail, Married Bill and helps run the city jail. Janice Dickson, our TRIANGLE editor, Won the presidential without a competitor. Joyce Dwyer, editor of our HI-LITES, le of joy. Is now campaigning for more women's rights. Shirley Edwards, our bank secretary, Went to Tibet and became a missionary. Marilyn Erdwins, that excellent homemaker, Works at Greenings as an undertaker. Marjorie Erdwins, our Homecoming queen, Has invented a perpetual motion machine. Ronnie Griswold, our newspaper writer, Went to Spain and became a bullfighter. George Hardy, the mathematical wizard, Has a trained animal act including a lizard. Larry Hartgrove, so thin and tall, Is playing professional basketball. Wanda Hayden, now a homemaker, Is the USA's champion cherry pie baker. Michael Howard, with a physique like a star , Has recently taken over the show of Jack Parr. Dean Langhammer, the farmer's son, Never settled down, is still having fun. Gary Lawson, with his little tan Ford, Has six kids and is on the school board. John H. La.rrick, with a girl and a car, Bought himself a ten acre ranch and is bound to go far Bobby Leftridge, that singin' cowpoke, Joined the Grand Ole Opry for a great big joke Pat Mahoney, our Irish lad, Went into farming with his dad. Eddie Matteson, so quiet and shy, Grew himself wings and learned to fly. Pattie Matteson, so short and gay, Is now the owner of Hardy's Cafe. Gary Mattingly, with never a care, Works in a barber shop cutting hair. Juna Meadows, the girl with the smile, Won the Olympics for jumping a mile. Elaine Ralls, the soda jerk, Went to Turkey to visit a Turk. Pat Slater, our class beautician, Learned a card trick and became a magician. Ronnie Smith, the record collector, Works at Scotland Yard as an inspector. Carolyn Stamp, the quietest girl in our group, Is now the leader of a Girl Scout Troup. Neal Van Houten, with the booming bass Made a million and drives a Rolls-Royce. Jeanette Walker, who loved to call folks, 'Works as a comedienne telling jokes. Shirley White, who played the French horn, Married a farmer and now raises corn. John Wood, the trombone player, Moved to Huttonville and became the mayor. voice 19