Coshocton High School - Tomahawk Yearbook (Coshocton, OH)

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GAYLON WILSON No harsh word was ever his. Intramural 12. JEANNE WOOD When she talks she says some- thing. Booster Club 12: Catalyst Chemis try Club 12: Senior Choir 12: Col lege Club 12: G.A.A. 12: Girl Re- serves 12. Page Twenty EDWARD WILSON Silence is a friend that never betrays. MARILYN SCOTT I have a heart with room for every joy. , Girl Reserves 10.

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ROBERT TOTSCH A word fitly spoken is like ap- ples of gold in pictures of silver. Band 10, 11: Intramurals 10: Jun ior Choir 9: Senior Choir 10, 11, 12: Football Varsity 12: Junior Varsity 9, 10: HiY 11, 12. ALAN TROTTMAN Wisdom has entered into your heart and knowledge is pleasant unto your soul. A.V.S. 9: Booster Club 12: Junior Choir 9: Senior Choir 10, 11, 12: Class Play 12: College Club 12: Dramatics Club 12: French Club 11, Plebeian Latin Club 10: Pepsi- Cola Scholarship 12: Publicity Club 9: Scholarship Team 11: Solicitor 12: Library Board 12: National Honor Society 12. NEAL TURNER I dare do all that may become a man. Intramural 9, 10: Freshman 10: Class Officer 9: Papoose Club 9: Printing Service 10, 11. BETTY WAGNER You can manufacture blonds, But red hair comes natural. Biology Club 10: Plebeian Latin Club 10: Tom-Tom Staff 10, 11, 12: Booster Club 12: Class Play 12: Student Director 12: College Club 12: Debate Squad 9: Pepsi-Cola Scholarship 12: French Club 11, 12: G.A.A. 10, 11: Girl Reserves 10, 11. 12: Library Club 9: Student Council 9, 12: Tomahawk Staff 12: National Honor Society 12. HELEN WAGNER The may of life blooms only once. F.H.A. 10. RUTH WALTERS Blest with plain reason and sober sense! G.A.A. 11. 12: Girl Reserves 9, 10, 11. 12. RUTH WEST She's pretty to walk with and witty to talk with and pleasant to think of too. Biology Club 10: Booster Club 12: Class Play 12: College Club 12: Li- brary Club 9, 10: Scholarship Team 9, 10, 11, 12: Pepsi-Cola Scholar- ship 12: Plebeian Latin Club 10: Publicity Club 10, 11, 12: Prince of Peace 11: Girl Reserves 9, 10, 11, 12: Ringwearers 11, 12: Tomahawk Staff 9, 12: Homecoming Attend- ant 12: Dramatics Club 12: G.A.A. 11, 12: National Honor Society 12. RICHARD WHARTON But there is nothing half so sweet in life as loves young dream. Varsity Basketball 11, 12: Junior Varsity Basketball 10, 11: Fresh- man 9: Biology Club 10: Junior Choir 9: Football Manager 10: 11. 12: Scholarship Team 9, 10, 11: Na- tional Honor Society 12. DAVE WHEELER Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blessed skies. Band 9. 10, 11, 12: Biology Club 10: Class Officer 9, Class Play 12, College Club 12, Hi-Y 11, 12: Pub- licity Club 10, 11, 12: Student Council 9, Tomahawk Staff 11, 12, Solicitor 11: Music Contest 11, 12: All Ohio B0y's Band. ALLEN WILDE I have come to school to get a general idea of things. Palette and Brush Club 11: Print- ing Service 10: Perfect Attendance 9. BETTY WILLIAMS I'm right here to tell you that no one is going to boss me? Biology-Club 10: Junior Choir 9: ?iA.A. 10: Girl Reserves 9, 10, 11, BRADNER WILLIAMS Cursed be he that moves my bones. Perfect Attendance 11: Intramurals 10, 11, 12: Golf Team 11, 12: Printing Service 12. Page Nineteen

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THE PROPHECY OF THE CLASS OF 1948 I was sitting in my penthouse overlooking Co- shocton one evening when it came. How sad I felt after I read its few printed words! Yes, Joe Slunk had passed away. Maybe we hadn t seen much of each other in the last couple of years but nevertheless, I grieved intensely. Only 20 years ago-he had graduated with me among some 137 other Seniors of the Class of '48, In a way, I was rather glad of his death. This may sound cruel, but I was thinking that when the news of his death reached the ears of his many dear friends-they would rush to his side. In this way, I would be able to see the members of the Class of '48 that had slowly drifted apart and the memories we shared would again be recalled at this meeting. The next day, I stepped into my rocket-car, clad in my plastic mourning suit. Although I grieved tremendously, I couldn't help feeling ex- cited at the thought of seeing my old friends at the funeral. On the way to the funeral home, I picked up Reverend Jerry Green and his wife Esther, the former Esther Bontrager. As we sped along the highway, another car zoomed past ours but not too fast for me to catch a glimpse of Senator Lafferty. KI heard somewhere that he could fili- buster longer than anyone else in the senate.J Stopping for a red light, I noticed a bus in front of me. Printed across the back of it in huge red letters was: Dave Wheeler and His Royal Coshoctonians, Currently Featured at the Stork Club. Well, after reading that, I couldn't help admiring Dave for taking time off from one of his tours to attend Joe's funeral. I supposed that he had with him his singer, Lois Barcroft, Jim Parrish, who played the trombone in his band, and Jim Shook, who played the string bass in it. As I turned onto Walnut street, I saw Dr. James L. Lee, chief of staff at the new Coshoc- ton City Hospital and his wife Betty leaving for the funeral. flncidentally, Mrs. Lee, the former Betty Wagner, designed the interior of the new ultra-modern hospital.J Several other doctors I saw leaving the hospital were Drs. Dave Parrish, Bob Lauer, Alan Trottman, and Bob Leighnin- ger, Next to the hospital was the new modernistic nurses' home. Waiting in front for cabs to take them to the funeral, I saw Roberta Gilmore, Dean of Nurses, and Barbara Croy, Betty Lou Everly, Carolyn Shaffer, Janice Hieberger, Or- leta Richards, Betty Ames, Bonnie Currens, Jean Wood, Bonnie Shaw, Beverly Ogle, Isabel San- del, Joyce Haxton, and Mary Mobley. As I came closer to town I passed Dobby's. I was very pleased to see that Kenny Gross and Gene Grant, fthe new owners of the establish- mentj, had even closed the bar in honor of Joe. Further past Dobby's I went by the new Park Hotel. As I gazed in at this new structure, I couldn't help feeling proud of what a part of the Class of '48 had played in the building of it. First of all, Gene Hosfelt and Harry Porter had laid out the plans for it, Arlie Gross had been in charge of its construction, and Wayne Roahrig and Carlie Grace had done all the electrical work in it. Also, many of the present employees in the hotel had graduated from the Class of '48. For instance, Betty Copenhaver was in charge of the beauty salon in the basement of the hotel. Those working in her shop were: Mary Lou Cline, Betty Lou Fisher, Joan Jones, Joan Holmes, Betty Williams, and Barbara Shearn. Also in the basement was a florist shop, fthe best in tovsmj, that was owned by Larry Clary. Jack Eaton, Bob Dickerson, and Bob Pepper were bartenders in the hotel bar, and Jim Hoff- man was the owner of the whole hotel. Having at last reached Dreibelbis Funeral Home, I looked for a place to park. Finally, I managed to squeeze in between Gaylon Wilson's helicopter and Gene Hosfelt's rocket car. As I was walking up the steps, I ran into quite a gathering of old friends of mine. As I gazed about the group, I saw that each of these people had something in common, they were all teachers now. On my left was Dick Wharton, head bas- ketball coach at New York University, Max Stan- ton, football coach at Notre Dame, Don Steiner, the new American History teacher at C. H. S. and also the driver's head trainer. On my right was Clyde Matthews, C. H. S.'s girls' physical ed. instructor, and his assistant, Anna Hamilton, Joan Simkins, who is now the Home Ec. teacher, and Maxine Hanlin, who taught French at Cen- tral High. Page Twenty-one