Columbus School for Girls - Topknot Yearbook (Columbus, OH)

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To Patty Nealon: Eve Byer leaves her re- lentless banging on the Senior Room piano with the hope that it will respond better to Patty's touch, and Bobbie Morrow leaves her ability to keep the Lodge in an uproar and never give in. To Iudy Roth: Sue Durstine leaves the honor of being M.M.M.M.'s daughter-in-lawg and Sally Orr wills her love of beach parties along with her ability to be calm and collected in the face of all situations. To joamze Slater: Carolyn Treffmger leaves her bored expression with the sincere hope that the teachers won't take it too much to heart. To Sally Smallsreed: Nancy johnson leaves her 98W fwatch it, Sallyljg and Helen Van Hook wills her box of motheaten and hristleless paint brushes. To Virginia Stage: Jeanne Stoddart wills all unpaid billsg and Nancy Lurie leaves her momentous television debuts. 2 CLASS WILL To Nancy lVatt: Margaret Carpenter leaves her bobby pins in hopes that she can make the Senior curl next yearg and Cathleen Haworth leaves the job of dusting the voluminous volumes in the Senior Library. To the Class of '51 : Cathleen Haworth leaves her ability to break all dates but the right one gracefully. No hard feelings, boys! To this class we also leave our Senior Privileges, including the Senior Room, Senior Study, our procrastination in completing term papers, and Miss Guion's pyrabenzamine for Senior colds. To the Class of 1952 we leave the beloved Red Team and our burbling spirits. To the Class of 1956 we leave our mascots- dog, deer, and ducks, our communion with O.S.U.-the scarlet and gray, our class song and our love for C.S.G. To this we put our hand and seal on this, the eighth day of June, nineteen hundred and fifty. THE CLASS OF FIFTY

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CLASS WILL We, the Class of 1950, being of unsound mind and not long for this world, do hereby will our various talents and traits to the Class of 1951 with the hopes that they make good use of them. To Carol Blau: Patti Harrison despondently leaves her beloved washboardg and Kitty Willcox leaves her weekend security. To Judy Cadoz: Ann Nelson wills her title of Sophisticated Lady g and to counteract this, Arm Griflin leaves her maidenly class- room blush-it really works, Judy! To Nancy Coltinglaam: Jo Anne Greenwald leaves her vacations by the lake and the sub- sequent wait for the mail f?J while Janet Wright wills the custodianship of the Senior convertible-the motto, Tops down. To Barbara Ebner-Jeanne Stoddart be- queath her long rides home on Saturday nights with the admonition to use them to advantage, while Judy Gibson leaves her bi-monthly dates with the barber, Barbara. l26l To Joan Evans: Nancy Lurie wills the presi- dency of the Smuggie Club and the seat by the pencil Sharpener fthe one on rightjg and Elinor Vorys leaves her bottle of H202 in case Joan ever needs to do the dastardly deed. To Susan Hayward: Margaret Carpenter leaves her knowledge of the real outcome of the Civil War QO! I wish I was in Dixieljg and Donna Schwenker leaves her inimitable style-now live up to it, Susan, even in tunics, if you can. To Jane MacGreagor: Judy Bargdill leaves her seat in history and her ability to make every seat a rocking chair, while Barbara Powers wills her title of the fastest sprinter to the Lodge mailbox. To Brenda Mylerantz: Patti Harrison leaves her ability to fall off a horse gracefully, and Eve Byer bequeathes her envied waistline- no candies or pastries now, Brenda.

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CLASS PROPHECY The other night I had the strangest dream. I found myself far away from my laboratory, with Dr. K. C. Willcox on the door, and back in the old Senior room at C. S. G., a place I haven't seen or even thought about these last ten years. Actually, I haven't had any time, since all my waking and sleeping thoughts have been concen- trated upon my latest formula, which is K4-Br-yKBrs. But to get back to my dream. There I was in the Senior Room with all the members of the Class of 1950 milling around me. Then I noticed something un- usual. All the girls were wearing their work clothes instead of the customary blue tunics. The first person I noticed was Kathleen fwith a K., Haworth, surrounded by a group eagerly asking advice on their latest problems. Squeek has established a new company, Advice, Inc., and I've heard her words of wisdoml' are now worth a cool million per person. Then I saw Nan Johnson, who has carried on the Senior project of noon movies fthis time to raise money for the Alumnae As- sociationj, but instead of cartoons she features Pete Smith Specialties. She was talking to Jeanie Stoddart about her work at Budd and Co., which Sue Durstine has 28 recently converted to a shoe store, where she sells Stoddart's Platform Shoes for Short, Squat Squires. An argument was ensuing about the rela- tive merit of Bobby Morrow's Airplane Glue and Patti Harrison's New Overall Bill Glue, guaranteed to give an overall job. It has been recently banned from the market since it was a little bit carruthered. fThe true meaning of this new adjective can be found in Barbara Power's new book, Thirty Days to at More Powerful Vocabularyj Bobbyis glue has been awarded a medal as the Glue of To Morrow. Suddenly, I found myself up in the lab, where I saw two dark figures bent over the sink. Closer examination revealed the pair to be Elinor Vorys and Ann Grilfln, skinning a lion. Elinor, who was previously the American Ambassador to Africa, was sus- pended from her duties since she spent too much of her time lion hunting. Her assistant, Ann Griflin, is the founder, president, head surgeon, staff, and patient of her own establishment-Griffin General Hospital. I