Dixon Israel High School - Dragons Den Yearbook (Dixon, OH)

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Senior Will QC ont. J I, Bill Hart, will my ability to outrun cops to David Paxton, Dick Morrow, and Eddie Baker. They may need it. I, Bill Harris, will my dancing ability to Rose Howard, Betty Williams, and Louise Young so they can swing at dances after I'm gone. I, Glenna Jackson, will my height to Betty Patterson so she could start on the G.A.A. team and dance with the tall boys. I, Danny Mann, will my address book to Jim Silver and Bill Murphy so they can have a chance. I, Darlene Orr, will my cheerleading ability to David Eckerle so Dixon may have a masculine cheerleader in view of his recent contribution to drama. I, Phyllis Rader, will my ability to run the mimeograph machine to Carol Benton and Terry Keaton so that the paper will come out on time. I, Steve Seals, will my shyness to Brenda Beckett and Herbert Newman in hopes that they may get by with just as much as I do. I, Allen Toney, will my ability to goof off in classes undetected to Duane Huffman and John Brower so they will not get kicked out of class. I, Roger Thompson, will my borrowed but unreturned pencils to Selma Peters so that she can write to me in California. I, James Vellenga, will my ability to cover a lot of ground in a short time to Barbara Tolley and Carol Baker so they can reach class on time. I, John Whitesell, will my clarinet and accompanying ability to Virginia King so she may again join the Dixon-Israel band. I, Elain Wilson, will my hair-styling ability to John Kimball and Paul Wines so they will be- come famous hair stylists. Executed at Dixon-Israel High School, the first day of March, nineteen hundred and sixty, being published as our last will and testament, and in the presence of one anothe r, we he re- unto subscribe our signziturcs. alla, ,Qu Gam.. william Eellllg Harris Sim.. Roger Sal. Joyce Jlnne Jvety willy gay gfarl Ruger he Ehumpsun am Rllnn Blank Sam. Galaaa. ,guna Jllm .Eel Sibley .alopl Slazne fag... ling ami rim gm. .4l...,, flflzlmg. Sugar QM Sum CDM.. 5 Oyle GD.. Jon... Donald Whifesell Opiffiallx .Qlllslin gras! Gam 92041211 6Iain Qt-ay Opilson

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Senior Class Will We, the class of 1960, in the townships of Dixon and Israel, in the county of Preble, in the district of Miami Valley, in the state of Ohio, being in possession of accrammed mind, in a state of the utmost confusion, and of much better temperament than usual, do hereby will, leave, and bequeath the following, at the same time revoking all former wills or promises. First: We, the class of 1960, leave to dear old Dixon School our senior picture for the hall, our happy and unhappy memories, and all of our old excuses. Second: We, the class of 1960, leave to the juniors, our senior dignity, paper wads, quiet- ness in the hall, class notes and old textbooks, remarks, and the lockers we didn't get to use, Third: We, the class of 1960, leave to the teachers the following things: To Mr. Bostick, we leave a guaranteed safety lock for the office transom and a larger office so he will have more filing room. To Mr. Graham, we leave a pianist so he can devote full time to directing the chorus. To Mrs. McWhinney, we leave a huge magnet by which she may pull in all of the lost library books. To Mr. Miller, we leave a bigger car so he can stretch his legs while driving in the country. To Mr. Waggamon, we leave brilliant students interested in nuclear science. To Mr. Knight, we leave a pitching machine so that he may save his good right arm, and some unusual problems to go with his new problems books. To Mrs. McDivitt, we leave a quiet study hall so she has some free time to grade papers. To Mr. Michel, we leave all of the necessary supplies for the publication of the 1962 year- book so she can meet the deadline date. To Mr. Phillabaum, we leave a robot to work test problems. To Miss Etter, we leave an all-boy drill team so she may have twice as many to perform at the ball games. To Mr. Grube, we leave a corn crib in which to put all of his cornballs. To Mrs. Stevenson, we leave a dictionary on beamik language for her spelling class. To the cooks, we leave a burglar-proof refrigerator for the cafeteria. To the janitor, we leave an extra year's supply of coal for the chilly days. Fourth: We, the members of the class, leave our individual traits to the following juniors: I, Joyce Avery, will my athletic ability and knowledge of rules to Jennifer Heavenridge and Sandy Peters so Dixon may have referees at the G. A.A. ball games. I, Bob Austin, will my ability to fix cars to Arnold Hawkins so he can keep his running. I, Hope Boyer, will my ability to argue in problems class to Mary Barger and hope she gets farther than I did. I, Gene Black,will my height to Dan Flory. Every little bit helps. I, Gene Elleman, will my managing job to Frank McDowell so he can carry on in my place. I, Bill Frost, will my little black Ford to Barbara Mann, Susan Ross, and Dixie Allison si' that it will never set idle.

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Senior Class The class of '60 was eighteen all-- Some fatg some slim, some shortg some tall. Twenty years have passed since they left Dixon Hi, Twenty years have passed since they said good-bye. What if their paths again should meet, Would they still have shoes upon their feet? Would some be poor without much cash, While others have a lot to flash? Would some be sailing the bounding main, While others live it up in Spain? We'll now pay a visit to them all-- The fat, the slim, the shortg the tall. Gene Black is now a Cincy Bearcat, When he runs, they can't see where he's at. He slips through the legs of the other team, Sports' writers say he's on the beam. Jimmy Vellenga was a braing He went to college just to train. His wooing too many girls, no doubt, Was even the reason he flunked out. Another classmate, Allen Toney, Followed in the steps of Marconi. He invented a new gun powder, It's not much better, but it's louder. Darlene went to a school of charm, The training she got did her no harm. A job with Ringlin's she did takeg Charming there, their largest snake. Bill Hart has become a lawyer Of the firm of Sawyer 8: Sawyer. They have a problem that needs facin'g They can't win a case against Perry Mason. Steve Seals is a New York tycoon, He's digging oil wells on the moon. The present problem's how to ship The oil back on that long, long trip. Bill Harris is doorman in Hollywoodg I hear he's doing very good. He has a house made out of doorsg It's great to rid your home of bores. Prophecy Miss Rader taxies in Times Squareg They say she charges quite a fare. To find her cab's not hard to crack, Because it's painted orange and black. Elain has run for Presidentg Her classmates' votes have all been sent. She claims that Woodrow's her great granddad Will women Presidents become a fad? Glenna just bagged husband threeg She's living in high society. She says that he's the last one though, Unless of course, he runs out of dough. Bob Austin, I hear, was a man about town, But several years later he settled down. He bought a cottage, which is his homeg How did he manage--City Building and Loan? We find a problem upon Joyce poses, Breaking the habit of counting noses. After these years she finds she can't 5 She's working now in a false -face plant. Gene E. is an engineer, it seems, At last completed one of his dreams. His mile high building, tallest in the land, Fell over, and now's a hot dog stand. Hope never made it as a nurse, But don't feel badg things could be worse. She married a tall, dark, handsome interng They are happy now with money to burn. Next we visit a friend, Bill Frost He played at love, but always lost. He took up mining to cover the hurt, Recently in Alaska he hit pay dirt. John Whitesell was always a nature lover, But- he kept his work under cover. He crossed an owl with a goat--uncanny, What's it now--a hootin' nanny? Roger loved his career in the G.A.A, gamesg He's refereeing for those crazy dames. From the crowd he always hears Boo's g But that's the job that he did choose. The U. S. is first in the race To get Mann into outer space. The scientists here their brains do rack, To find ways to get Danny back.