Coquille High School - Laurel Yearbook (Coquille, OR)

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19 LAUREL 40 that he was doing fine business and on his employee list we noticed the names of Mike Daniels, Virgil Arrell, Bill Lehmanowsky, Raymond Norris, and Richard Inger. All of these were old schoolmates of ours. Talking to them, we learned that another classmate of ours, Phillip Williams, was now in the town of Campbell where he had invented a new washing powder that made all spots appear quickly. “We noticed that at the end of town a huge monument stood on the hill. Upon asking what it was we were told it was in the memory of Gloria Swain who had tried to be a swan and had broken her neck while performing on an exhibition tour. “Crying in a loud nasal voice, a newsboy shouted headlines that a soldier of fortune, Charles Thommen, had just succeeded in suppressing the latest revolution in Great Tamolly and made Charles Hawkins president of the country. The newsboy added that other Americans were involved, for during this time Muriel Davis and her dancing troop, consisting of Thelma Snyder, Violet Sutton, Marion Richardson, and Dorothy Newton, were captured by bandits during the revolution and had been given up for lost. “We were depressed by this news until we saw Jean Laird coming down the street in a Dussenberg with her two Pekingese pups. She told us that the dancing troop had been rescued and was now touring in England. “To finish off the evening, Jean invited us all out to her new home on Short Island so we decided to spend the evening and rest there before we were to start back in our plane to Rock Dam.” ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ SENIOR CLASS WILL ♦ ♦ KNOW ALL MEN, That we, the Senior Class of 1940, being of sound a mind as possible and as much in possession of our mental faculties as we ever have been, do bequeath the following: SECTION I Article 1. To the faculty we leave our deepest gratitude and sincerest apologies. Article II. To the Juniors we leave our seats in assembly—if they get there before the underclassmen. Article III. To the freshmen we leave three years to make good. Article IV. To the school in general we leave the problem of complete darkness during educational movies, still unsolved. SECTION II Individually we bequeath as follows: I, Bob Arnold, leave my fascinating way with the girls to “Shorty” Backman. I, Earl Trejball, will my long curly locks to Goose Goslin. I. Eunice Howe, bequeath all my long skirts to Colleen Ireland. I, Mary Jane Dunn, leave because I want to catch up with Jimmy. I, Dewayne Lee Krantz, do hereby will my 5th block study hall conversation period with Coach Leslie, to none other than my friend and adviser, Le Roy “Buck” Gilbert. I, Everett Smith, leave the football team minus one swell bench warmer. We, Howard Taylor and Jerry Davis, leave for destinies unknown. I, Marvin Goodman, leave the fair sex safe again. I, Josephine Canterbury, leave provided I can find enough energy. I, Helen Kyle, leave for Salem—Aw Nuts. I, Willard Miller, Alias “Pinky,” Alias “Red.” Alais “Hairless Joe,” do hereby leave the school without a “yes” man. I, Joy Norton, bequeath my soprano voice to the radiator in Miss Naef’s Dramatics classroom. I, William “Flash-bulb” Lehmanowsky leave without any “ideas.” I, Jeanne Claterbos, leave my walk to Dorothea Yarbrough. I, Vern Knox, will my ideas about how to cure the unemployment problem to Louis Gilbert. I, Leo Aber, leave my charming personality to Bob Churchill. I, Corene Kollar, leave to make-up with Johnny once and for all.

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19 LAUREL 40 ♦ ♦ SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY ♦ ♦ Howard Taylor and Bud Miller, wealthy stock brokers, were on a chartered airplane flown by Leo Aber and John Shambow on their way to Rock Dam to see the head engineer, Raymond Riley. “Our sputtering engine warned us that we had to make a forced landing. As our pilot, Leo Aber, climbed out of the plane, he noticed bow-legged Smith, whom he recognized as an old friend, coming across the field. Smith invited us all to stay at his farm while the plane was being repaired. “In the evening we decided to take a walk around the town of Coquille and see how it had changed since we had left it twenty years ago. The first thing that took our eyes was an old school-mate of ours, Dova Gilman, and her fourth husband, Marvin Goodman. Talking to them, they told us that they had just arrived home from Hawaii where they had spent their honeymoon, and we were astonished to hear that Bill Ray was owner and manager of the Hotel Wa Ka Kee. They invited us to join them, so we all went up the street to the “Happy Helen,” a swanky new theatre restaurant owned by Helen Kyle. We received excellent service and we met two lovely waitresses and hat clerk girls who reminded us of their mothers, Flora Ellen Wise and Jeannette Wheeler. One of these girls told us that her father, Robert Arnold, was a Coco Cola fiend and not very long ago had died from excessive use of the strong drink. His body was found two days after his death under a booth of the Top Notch Confectionery by the proprietor, Emerick Hultin, and his wife, Eunice Howe. They also told us of a lad, Ted Schaer, who had finally after all these years, gotten courage enough to ask Shirley to marry him. The wedding took place at the Methodist Church, and was performed by the Reverend Dee Krantz. “It began to get late, so more for curiosity’s sake than anything else, we stepped into the “Midnight Follies.” The girl on the end looked very familiar to us, so we asked Don Wheaton, who was sitting next to us and he said, “Oh! you mean that little number with the baby blue eyes ? Why, that’s the daughter of the news commentator, Gretchen Clinton, and do you see that girl in the severe tailored suit? She’s the hit of the season among society’s “400.” Her former name was Corene Kollar but now she goes by the name of Mrs. John Williams. Her husband is president of the Williams and Knox Bologna Factory. “After the show we loitered along Fifth Avenue, looking in the shop windows, and saw Dick Avery coming to a sudden stop in front of the Duncanson Emergency Hospital. He told us he was taking Nancy Sonneland and Josephine Canterbury to have a few squeaks taken out of them. Also, Jerry Davis was slowly dying of leakage of the heart. We continued to talk to him and found out that his wife, Jeanne Claterbos, had left him many years ago and had stayed four years in the Cannibal Islands as missionary but for the last six years she had been converting Hula Hulas in Hawaii. “After bidding adeiu to all our friends we started for the St. Vincent Hotel, managed by Bill Vincent, and his charming wife, the former Alvah Turner. The building was now being redecorated and Mary Jane Dunn, interior decorator, was assisted by Frankie Edgmon and Edith Drake. “Upon entering the dining room, the waiter seated us at a table next to a dinner party of four, presumably two men and their wives. As they talked to us it dawned on us that it was our friend Joy Norton and her husband, Earl Allen Trejbal, Earl of Cabbage Grove. She introduced us to her friend Catherine Schroeder and her husband, Richard Loop, who now owns the Dish Water Estate. As we sat there listening to Wendy Goodwin and his orchestra, the queen of the season, Venita Farris, stepped through the curtains and sang, “The Gaulke Serenade.” The lyrics for the song were written by our great compooser of popular music. Arden Lee Harrah. He is known the world over for his new hits, “The Landaker Stomp,” and the “Red Devil Prance” from Fuhrman’s musical hit, “BROADWAY MELODIEE OF 1960.” After hearing Wendy’s theme song we left the hotel and started up the street. Suddenly we heard a familiar voice call out to us. Who was it? Why, we couldn’t place the voice until he pointed out his place of business which was a large Bakery. Dan Cardwell told us

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19 LAUREL 40 I, Gretchen Clinton, leave—four years of this is enough for anybody. I, Donald Wheaton, leave my height to Doris Ann Wood—if she can make any use of it. I, Ray Reilly, leave my brawn to Harvey Cole. I, Jeannette Wheeler, leave C. H. S., but you can always find me at the Tip Top. I, Catherine Schroeder, leave my 6th block gossip period—known to some as Economics—to Dorothy Graham. I, Arden Harrah, will my manly physique to Fat Terry. I, Muriel Davis, leave for Arago. I, Danny Cardwell, leave before the bell rings. I, Dova Gilman, leave to apply a fresh coat of paint. I, Nancy Sonneland, leave for “Reed.” I, Mike Daniels, leave the boys’ locker room in an uproar. I, John Shambow, leave Donna Dunn—we are fighting again. I, Dorothy Landaker, leave for Hollywood. I, Marian Richardson, leave to be a nurse. I, Emerick Hultin, leave in my Dodge for a good time. I, Ray Gaulke. leave to become a hermit—Women? Phooey! I. Vesta Duncanson, leave Marvene McClellan, without any competition. I, Virgil Arrell, leave my literary abilities to Ray Rowland. I, Gloria Swain, leave in a tan 36 V-8 Coupe. I, Thelma Snyder, leave as a jitterbug. I, “Chuck’ Thommen, leave my seat in the old school bus to the guy who thinks he can hold it down as long as I did. I, Richard Loop, leave Avis Rickets, for the Sophomore boys. I, Ray Norris, leave for Salem—I should have been there years ago. I, Dorothy Belle Newton, leave with my utmost dignity. I, Edith Drake, leave my quiet manners to Jean Duncanson. I. Violet Sutton, leave without Ilean Griffin. I, Ted Schaer, leave part of my “hot” temper to Gerald Anderson—hoping that he can use it in his future years. I, Charles Hawkins, leave with Arden. I, Bill Ray, leave Mrs. Beyers without a student. I, Shirley Nye, leave with Ted—I guess! I, Venita Farris, leave my Queenship to the next lucky girl. I, Clarence Campbell leave the milk trucks for a better job. I, Frankies Edgmon, leave the editorship of the “Hi-Times” to the next unlucky guy. I, Richard Avery, leave the school house—I didn’t want it anyway. I, Flora Ellen Wise, leave nothing—I’ll be needing every thing I possess. I, Bill Yarbrough, leave high school last. In witness, whereof, we hereby sign our names, Flora Ellen Wise, Bill Ray, Gretchen Clinton, and Bill Yarbrough.