Clarkston High School - Hilltopper Yearbook (Clarkston, MI)

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I, Carolyn Pine, will my anemic look to Dixie Parks. I, Ann Pontz, will my giggle to Mr. Lockert. Come on Mr. Lockert, smilel I, Bob Rader, will my job in the cafeteria to Ben Powell. I, John Reynolds, will my smoke screen to the teacher's lounge. I, Ed Roberts, will my scnool AWOL record to Jack Barwig. I, Jim Rondo, will my black eyes to all black eyed peas. I, Diane Sch|enke, will my nightly trips to Ted's to anyone who likes to meet people and can get along with a minimum amount of sleep. I, Joyce Shuler, will my many boyfriends with new cars to Sharon Mantyla. I, Judy Smith, will my love 'em and leave 'em attitude to Sharon Norgrove. I, Gary Stallard, will my sleep acquired during class to Deanna Tebo. I, Alice St. Amant, will my string of boyfriends to Juliet. I, Pat Thayer, will my tall, blonde-haired boyfriend to Miss Spencer who needs someone closer to home. I, Janet Traylor, will my glasses to the 7th and 8th graders who don't watch where they are going. I, Glenn Underwood, will my piano playing ability to Liberace. I, Jerry Urick, will my ability to dodge pins at the Dixie Recreation to future pinsetters. I, Frea Vess, will my brownie points to Ralph LeVigne. I, Nola Vess, will my job in the Counselor's Office to Sea Biscuit, the race horse. I, Ronnie Vines, will my 20-20 vision to Judy Weaver. I, Barb Walker, will my ability to sneak out at night and miss busses to Kathy Farmer. I, Bob White, will my height to Sally Thayer. I, Myra Woodall, will my hall monster post to Kent See so he won't need a pass. To the Juniors we will our seats in the classroom. Our assembly seats may be taken by whoever is able to grab them firstl Also to the Juniors we will our senior dignity. May they uphold it forever with all seriousness endeavoring to realize its importance in spite of their natural light-mindedness and irresponsibility. To the Sophomore class we will any stubs of pencils, erasers, or scraps of paper that we may leave behind us in the excitement of gathering our treasures for the last time. We hope they will use them to best advantage. To the Freshman class we will any overlooked cuds of gum that we may have left adhering to the underside of desks, assembly seats, or any other likely or unlikely places. We have sometimes had to rid ourselves of these in too much haste to have chosen a more desirable means of disposal. All the rest and residue of our properties, we will to our beloved principal for his own use and to be disposed of for the good of coming classes as he may see fit. To the faculty we will a sweet and unbroken succession of restful nights. It has been a strain on them, for seniors are said to be difficult to manage at all times and under all conditions. To our sponsor, Mr. Vincent, we will the profound admiration and ever-lasting friendship of the class of 1957. 29

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CLASS WILL OF 1957 We, the graduating class of 1957, being of sound mind and body hereby declare this to be our last will and testament. I, Judie Abare, will my artistic ability to anyone who can hold a brush. I, Don Alexander, will my twin brother, Doug, to anyone who will have him. I, Doug Alexander, will my friendly personality and ability to make friends to the sixth hour study hall teacher. I, Joe Baumunk, will my ability to dodge girls and stick to my studies to Ronnie Campbell. I, Dave Beni, will my bubbling personality to Dave Little. I, Bob Bentley, will my ability to chalk up scores to Dick Hein. — I, Tom Bergman, will my ability to make out to John Tisch. I, Lois Buzzell, will my jitterbugging ability to Fred Denne who could use it. I, John Campbell, will my imaginery physique to Peanut. I, Thelma Caverly, will my quiet ways to Charlene Wilson. I, Jack Chisholm, will CHS to the birds. I, Parvin Conwell, will my Atlas Course to Ann Lowrie. I, David Cook, will my favorite book, HOW TO WIN FRIENDS AND INFLUENCE PEOPLE, to Russel Sofferdine. I, Ray Dawley, will my reserved hospital bed to Jim Weber. I, Ray DeGrow, will my walk to the ducks. I, Larry Donaldson, will my Slenderella Course to Carolyn Cook. I, Beryl Evans, will my diet book to the nearest trash can. I, Winston Farmer, will my jet propulsion to the snails. I, Janice Farrell, will my knobby knees to next years senior cheerleaders. I, Jan Fortin, will my mind to the Pontiac State Hospital. I, Jerry Frick, will my freedom to Jim Jenson. I, Bob Furman, will my Mercury to Miss Benjamin in trade for her Buick. I, Betty Gardner, will my soft spoken voice to Lee Beardslee. I, Tony Garneau, will my nickname, Tabony, to the nearest perfume factory. I, Sharon Glennie, will my ability to go with the same guy all through my high-school years to Barb Rockwell. I, Dennis Gritzinger, will my truck, Love Buggy, to Bob Gillis who needs a bigger one. I, Suzanne Haddrill, will my Waterford boyfriends to the Clarkston High girls. I, Bruce Hall, will Bill Notes’ height, minus my height, cut straight in half, taking the remainder plus mine to make Bill an average American boy. I, Lula Hessam, will my car to the nearest junk yard. I, John Holser, will my driving ability?????to anyone who can handle it. Amen. I, Lola Johnson, will my ability to ask any and all kinds of questions in class to anyone who can think of them. I, Viola Junglas, will my ability to heckle Mr. Vincent to anyone else who can drive him crazy. I, Bryce London, will a trip to the moon to Mr. Lytle. I, George Lang, will my installment plan for paying class due to Leroy Parks. I, Don Lehman, will my dancing techniques to Arthur Murray. I, Bill Lescoe, will my music appreciation to Elvis Presley. I, Dave Lissner, will my printing press to all counterfeiters. I, Jean Longton, will my ability to get out of Home Ec Class to Nancy Meyers. I, Bill Mackson, will my love for rock ’n roll to Perry Smith. I, Jim McCain, will my car troubles to anyone who needs an excuse for being late for class. I, Sharon McDermott, will my book, HOW TO KEEP YOUR MAN, to Connie Stiller. I, Helen Mclnnus, will my good humor to the nearest ice cream man. I, Bill McKee, will my string of cigarette butts around CHS to future chain smokers. I, Tom McNaughton, will my ability to do nothing and complain about everything to the junior class. I, Brenda Milam, will the southern accent that I have when I get mad to Judy Dickerson. I, Dean Mi lien, will my roudy actions to Dave Nelson. I, Onalee Morgan, will my turnpike figure to Hazel Miller. I, Jerry North, will my blonde hair to Mr. Mauti. I, Suellen O'Dell, will my extra chins to Gail Weston and my dog. Freckles, to Mr. Karseboom who is greatly attached to him. I, Jim Odgen, will my many parties to Leonard Bentley. I, Glenn Ostrom, will my shoulder pads for playing football to Bailey Terry. I, Ira Pence, will my STEVENSON button to Mr. Bonner. 28

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