Corder High School - Blue Jay Yearbook (Corder, MO)

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so why PAT GOETZ It's no fun to be good, waste time trying? Class PIay--4 Annual Staff--4 Glee Club--1, 2, 3, 4 Solo Work--1, 2, 3, 4 Ensemble Work--3, 4 Vice President--1 Treasurer--2 Secretary--3 SUE HACKLEY She won't live long----single. Glee Club--1,2, 3, 4 Class Play--4 Annual Staff--4 Solo Work--2, 3, 4 Ensemble Work--3, 4 LINDA SCHALLER I may be quiet, but so is dyna- mite before it's lit. Glee Club--1, 2, 3, 4 Class Secretary--4 Annual Staff--4 Class Play--4 SHARON TIEMAN A colorful girl: One who likes men with blue eyes, brown hair and greenbacks. Basketball--1, 2, 3, 4 Softball--1,2, 3, 4 Band--1,2 Band Secretary--1 Band Treasurer--2 Glee Club-- 1, 2, 3, 4 Pep Club--1, 2 Class Vice President--2 Class Treasurer--3, 4 Queen Candidate--1,4 Girls State--3 Annual Staff--4 Class Play--4

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Senior Class Last Will and Testament I, Bob Pragman, being completely of insane mind, due entirely to the four years of attend- ing school at Corder High, do leave the most honored to the following: To--Dixie Ashford, my old stall at the Drive-In so she won’t have to sit on the “dark” side anymore. I also leave my customizing art to her which I never had. To--All of the Junior girls at Coder High-, someone else to take them up town at noon hour to eat their dinner. To--Coach Buhlig, someone else to run laps for him and argue with during drafting class. To--Mr. Finnell, someone else to have as easy to teach typing and bookkeeping. To—Irma Boeschen, the most capable art of “drag” racing with a Ford. To—Mr. True, someone else to beat in ping-pong at noon hour. To—All of the Juniors, the art of having as much fun on “Skip Day” and all of their trips as we have had during our Senior year. To--Bruce Morgan, someone else to initiate him, but good, as I shall not be here next year--if luck holds out. To--Faye Cole, the art of just goofing off, without finding someone that would go with you. To--Anyone who wants this ability, (which I doubt) to go driving and to get shot at without get- ting hurt, just scared. I, Linda Schaller, being of sound mind, do hereby draw my last will and testament. To--My sister, Janet, my ability to become a Senior. To--Glenda Manning, my ability to be quiet in school. To--Lois Boswell, the ability to pass Morgan’s Cafe, without stopping on the way home after school. To--Wanda Manning, my ability to put on more weight. To--Irma Boeschen, the ability to get her typing done on time. To--Beneta Manning, the ability to catch a guy by the name of Herbie. I, Burdette Horstman, after 4 years in this place and hoping to make it, do leave the things I don’t have to the following: To--Mr. Finnell, I leave the hope that he will not leave the bleachers after jumping off of them at Missouri Valley. To--Coach Buhlig, the hope that he doesn’t hurt anybody when playing “chicken” with his car. To--Gary Bauer, better luck next time. I, Joyce Cole, being of unreasonably sound mind and body after finishing these 4 years of C.H.S., submit my last will and testament: To--Faye, my position as girl’s student-manager. May she have more luck dodging towels, rosin cans, and whatever Coach happens to throw, than I did. To--Harold Bedford, the ability to know where I am and where I’m going before I start driving the car. To--All the girls who are going “steady”, the ability to go with a body for quite a while and to average at least one good argument a week. To--Jim Frerking, someone else to hang on tree limbs and to try to cure him from yawning. To--The Freshmen, the ability to become a Senior, and, it isn’t easy. To--Harvey Bedford, someone else to hide his shoes and just pester him in general at noon hour. To--Lois, a softer head so she won’t go around busting all of Irma’s car windshields. To--Irma, my ability to get in trouble, I’ve had it too long already. To--Carl Hackler, someone else to tease him about a certain girl he has been seen eating lunch with at school. To--Beneta, some sleeping pills so she can have time enough to finish her continued dreams. To--Gary and his associates, someone else to pester on the bus. To--Mrs. Hollis, someoneelse to make toasted cheese sandwiches, every day we have macaroni and cheese. I, Sharon Tieman, having finished my last year of high school and about to depart, will the following to my fellow students who are so unfortunate as to have to spend more years in C.H.S.: