Cove High School - Leopard Yearbook (Cove, OR)

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 • CLASS WILL I, Phillip Cuthbert, with no mind at all do hereby will ay two parking places in front of the gyo and across from the Odd Fellows Hall to Dean Bristow in hopes that he will make use of thea. I• LaVerne Loree, in full knowledge of the crime I am committing, do will and bequeath my passion for speeding to Raymond N. in his old Chev., and will my place for parking on the hill to Dick Hohstadt. I, Barbara Carper, do hereby will and bequeath to Leah Ulllman my ability to do U.S. History and Gov't. To Jackie Stephens and all the Junior boys I will my passing grades--(they willbe in drastic need of them I think). I hope they all pass in their senior year. To Philip Hancock, I will all of my gratitude and thanks for helping oe on the annual so much. I hope he gets as much help and as good work from the seniors next year. I, Donald Sands, with no mind at all, solemnly will my beautiful, dilapidated, old note book to Raymond Needham, and my favorite type- writer, No. 6, to Jack Stephens. To Raymond Richardson, I will my English book, and for him to take care of it for all the rest of its days. I, Marilyn Puckett, do will and bequeath my inventione for horse- back riding to Cecil Bertech, to Fern Fuller, my love for sleigh riding. Be careful next year Fern, you might break something. R C P 1? ® » do 40(1 bequeath my knot head with all of its many accomplishments to Dlok Conklin (be sure to remember to which T hnMthiaNi,i ] ,?dtay 0o:°Per«tlon teachers to Dean which I hope he will put to good use. I, Ardith Gorham, sound of mind, do will and bequeath my curly hair to Alice Rundall. I hope you can enjoy it. I also will my left handed swing in volleyball to Anita Towle. See if you can hit any- thing. To Raymond Needham, I will ay top locker, come around sometime and 1 11 give you the combination, Raymond. I, Don Hagey, sound of body and unsound of mind, do will my know- ledge of bookkeeping to Ray Needham, he'll need it. Also I win my locker,No. 21, to Jack Stephens, so he won't be bumping his head an the locker doors. I, Nadine Rambo, being in sound body and wrong mind., do hereby will and bequeath to Zelda Puckett my ability to play the piano,to Lois Jane Rollins ray ability to play volleyball, my bookkeeping work book to Junebug Johnson (Irene Miller), and my Qigllsh work book, I will to Margaret Rundall. I hope she learns as much from it as I did. I, Myrle Rambo, both sound in body and mind, do hereby wil 1 and bequeath ray locker No. 17, to anybody who wants it, and to Dean Bristow, my ability to stay out of school during hJnting season. 0,

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 CLASS PROPHECY £ q It was the year 1959 and the wealthy Mr. LaVerne Loree and his 350 pound wife were Just starting out on a trip around the world in his V-e to which he had now added wings. First they buzzed over to Chicago to see a Orande Concert at which Mias Nadine Rambo was the chief at-traction with her wonderful piano, music. They noticed the first tfH ee rows were full of men. After the concert they pushed through tfre crowd to visit a while and talk over old times with some old friends. Taking off like a streak of lightning, (1,000 mph.), they landed next at New York. While eating dinner at a famous drug store they ran ir.to no less a person than nurse Ardlth Towle, the former Ardith Gorham. They went over to Towles house, which was next to the hos- pital where Ardith was the Chief Surgeon. (Sne always did like to cut up). Her husband Clifford was dutifully taking care of their two children, which looked Just like their parents. They stayed there all night and the next morning,with the addi- tion of pontoons to their super sloop, took off for Guam after hear- ing a rumor that Senior Donald Hagey was living there. He was found running a block long 3aloon and resturant. He was still unmarried and had a monopoly on all of the Hula-Hula dancers on the Island. He made a very good living and of course never touched a drop of the intoxicating beverages which ne sold. (So he said) Next day they sped on tc India where they spied Proffessor Sands trying to get the natives to over-threw their present gov’t and elect him ruler of India. There were several long-legged, skinny kids running around while his wife, a former Indian Princess, was training snakes in the house. There was a good hot revolution going on the next day so they zipped on back to the good old U.S.A. Their rcute took them through Alaska, where they were looking at the dogs in a kennel when suddenly a bearded man came out and asked them if he could help. Imagine their surprise when they found it was their old friend Myrle Rambo who was running a trap line on the side with his other business. He was keeping in fine physical condition by chasing the Eskimo girls around in the snowdrifts. They decided to take a look at leer old Cove, but overshot and landed in a potato patch in Idaho. A woman ran out and started ot beating them over the heads with her broom, but stopped when she recognized who they were. It turned out to be Mrs. Jake Altmiller, formerly Barbara Carper. There were kids running all over the place and she was busy trying to invent an invention to slow up the tele- phone service in the community. They finally took off for Cove but ran out of gas and had to land at the Big Minam field. There they were greeted by Chief Forestor, Robert Clarence Puckett and his seven foot wife, to which he was hap- pily married. (Always did think that was an act about hit not liking the women). After gaaing up they flew down to Cove, which was a thriving community of 123 people. Everybody must have moved away after the terrible winter of 1948-1 9. Thillip Cuthbert was now the biggest wheat rancher In the valley. He was not married but he waw courting six different ladios and try ng to declue which one to marry. They decided it was about time to be getting back home to see how their pet rhineosorous wa3 getting along. In Pendleton they picked up a hitch-hiker, who was none other than Marilyn on her way to Reno for the tenth time. She always s. id Variety is the spice of life.