Creston High School - Annual Yearbook (Creston, OH)

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I 1947 ANNUAL 1 To Mr. Robinson we will a class composed entirely of girls, so his word concerning the subject will never be disputed. To Mr. Young we will another day in the week for music, as we imagine he's rather tired of coming on Thursday. ARTICLE III I, Dorothy Bigler, will my ability to remain silent during an argument to Glenard Beyeler. I, jim Blough, will my altered basketball trunks to Dick Ream. I, Dorothy Cherry, will my ability to draw beautiful girls to John Dyck. I. Frances Drabenstott, will my ability to ignore wolf calls to my sister, Martha. I, Bob Fry, will my naturally curly hair to Marg Lucas. I, Mary Henderlong, will my ability to talk fast at all times to Bob Markley. I, Pauline Irvin, will my form in playing volleyfball to Jim Smith. I, Corrine Kaufman, will my graceful walk to Virtle Smith. I, Donna Lewis, will my height to Bill Anshutz, so he can become the star player on the basketball team. I, Roy Lucas, will my powerful voice to Bonnie Steele to use on next year's paper staff. I I, Phil Matteson, will my way with Eleanor to Ralph McClintock. I, Marjorie Mulhollan, will my typing ability to Harry Sonnedecker. I, Kate Murray, will my ability to separate people from their money to the next Senior president. I, Tony Reese, will my hair style to Sylvia Murray. We, the Class of 47 will the school house the strength to stand up under itls grief at our departure. --Signed by Senior Class of l94'7 fPage Sixteenj

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L 1947 ANNUAL 1 CLASS WILL Attention all friends, relatives, and creditors of the Class of 4'7 ! Being of sound mind, we do hereby publish this last will and testament bef fore we pass into the other world, bequeathing all of our most cherished possessions to the poor souls who are forced to remain in this cruel life: ARTICLE' 1 To the Junior Class we will the privilege of picking up potatoes two days instead of one. To the Sophomore Class we will the privilege of moving out from under the nose of the study hall teacher. To the Freshman Class we will the privilege of initiating the new Hupperf classmenn. - To the Eighth' Grade we will a room in which they can gaze out of the window during class and watch the kids play ball. To the Seventh Grade we will the privilege of being able to call someone ,else the baby class . . ARTICLE II U We wish to leave the following to the udetentionftotin' Simon Legrees: To Mr. Frey we will a jar of Arrid for his basketball team. To Mrs. Bibler we will freedom from having to buy all the things her class has to sell. To Miss Smith we will a class of smooth dancing boys who can lead the girls on their own feet. To Miss Smit we will a new nickname, more dignified than TootsiefRoll . To Miss Hindley we will a room in which to keep her plants and fish where they won't be disturbed by the eager physics class. To Miss Easterday we will one foot to her height so she will be on equal footing with her opponents in battle. fPa.ge Fifteenj

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I my ANNUAL 1 CLASS PROPHECY I was on my way from California, where I had been a hairfdresser for several movie stars, to New York. The study of a few new hair styles for a picture about to be produced in Hollywood necessitated the journey to New York. I was almost asleep when the engine of the rocketfship began to spit and sputter. The pilot informed the passengers that we would have to land immediately to refuel or repair the engine. As I surveyed the strangely familiar surroundings, I noticed an airport to the west of us, and approaching this airport, I made out the letters on the hanger to be Creston Airport. The name 'LCreston brought back many memories and I decided to look up all my old classfmates while the ship was being repaired. At the airport there was a garage with the sign The Boudoir Me' chanics in front of it. As I entered the garage, I thought I saw two familiar faces and was astonished to Hnd that they were Frances Drabenf stott and Mary Henderlong. Since they were covered with grease and were dressed in men's clothing, I hardly recognized them. Standing in back of them were eight little girls, whom Mary quickly claimedg Frances said her eight little boys were sleeping but she would arouse them. It seems their husbands had divorced them and they had decided to pool their resources to open a garage. They were doing very nicely too. As usual they were the town's busiest busyfbodies and gave me an account of each of our former classfmates. Kathleen Murray had inherited a huge mansion from one of her many rich uncles and had turned it into a boarding house. She had formerly studied interior decorating but her boarding house was as far as she went with it. In the day time she was a school teacher, while in the evenings she was a fortune teller. This occupied all her time so she had employed Dorothy Cherry as her maid and cook combined. Neither of them had married and both were prim old maids. Dorothy was also working with the town's new physician. He paid her a commission of 5 CZ, for every meal she cooked that sent a patient to him. He was fast becoming one of the richest men in town. Roy Lucas was working hard as an understudy of Boris Karloff, and had very little time for social life. He was a nervous and solemn man and was crowned with quite a bit of gray hair. After his graduation he tried to get on the radio as a second Bob Hope. He was to be called the Corn King but after his first program the country's morale dropped 5O'Z,. He said he knew it couldn't have been his jokes or his singing so it must have been the commercials. Marjorie Mulhollan had changed' her mind about being a farmer's wife and had surprised everyone. She had married one of Tommy Manville's jfPage Seventeenj