Duncan High School - Wildkat Yearbook (Duncan, AZ)

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fijwpPmaf BETTY DAVIS just breezed in from New York City where she’s “Working Her Way Through College.” A telegram just arrived to say that the President of the Democratic Congo will arrive a little late. We didn’t know who it was, but after inquiring, we found it was WAYNE HOLLIDAY. There are three white people in his country—him- self, his wife, and his son. The rest of the population of 3,003 is made up of apes. After trying to make a fast million in a month, JOEL EMPIE grew dis- couraged so now he owns a gambling casino fn Las Vegas. His motto is “Easy come, easy go.” The most successful of the class of ’53 seems to be KENNETH GOODMAN; he pursued his basketball career and has finally made the “Harlem Globe Trotters.” As water-boy, that is. Here comes someone making a grand entrance, swinging in through the window. Who could it be? Why it’s BILL SANDERS; he seems to think he’s Tarzan, poor guy! Well, we haven’t seen everyone yet, but they’re about ready to start the program. We will tell you about the participants as tJhey come on the stage. As announcer we have “Glamor Boy” (CARMELLO) TELLEZ. He is the “swoon bait” of the bobby-soxers these days! First on the program is a trumpet solo by JANICE AXTON. She couldn’t decide whether to make the piano or the clarinet her career so she finally compromised on taking the trumpet and running Harry James out of business. Now comes NELLIE VILLA; she’s a Hula-Hula dancer! Always thought she’d make a good one. Is that Mario Lanza we hear? Oh, no, it’s ADRIAN GALE; seems the’s taken Mario’s place. (We wonder how??? Next on the program is the famous T-V comedian team, NANCY COON and OLIVER HARRINGTON. Say, they’re really good! The last straw is LAURIE GOLDING appearing as “Gorgeous Goldie.” They say that next to Gorgeous George he’s the best wrestler this old U. S. has ever seen. WHAT is this world coming to??? This seems to be the end of the reunion, since the class can’t afford re- freshments. They’ve changed since we last saw them! (We wonder if it’s for the best!?!) Everyone is getting into his transportation, preparing to leave, when an atomic bomb is drppped right in the BIG middle of things, and destroys the whole class of ’53. Such a pity??? Betty Joel Seems they were too busy with the class reunion to listen to their radios. Oh, well, all we can say is “Good riddance to bad rubbish!!” (Thank Heavens, they’re gone! There will be peace on earth once again!) Adrian Janice Axton Bill Sanders

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SsmjuoAA- K 4X1 Marlene The ‘Wheel of Fortune” keeps turning, turning, turning, and the town of Duncan keeps growing smaller and smaller as the years go by, until finally it is the year of 1973, when the class of ’53 is having its reunion. The total white 1 population is normally five but it seems to be rapidly increasing. As we wander around and gossip with each and everyone of the class members, we find that Lottie Marv Helen AULVIE BOURGEOUS is living on his large farm in Franklin. It consists of ten acres of run-down cotton land. He says if he has a real good year he can afford to buy both a pair of second-hand overalls and a new shirt. He has sacrificed a lot to come to this reunion, we can tell. Hark! We hear the rumble-rattle of a horse and buggy. The population of Duncan has arrived—RUBY CHRISTENSEN, her husband, and their three children. We see a tall, grey-haired woman approaching the door. What’s she doing here? Oh, it’s our old classmate PEGGY BARLOW. Since Mrs. Clark’s retire- ment, Peggy has taken over. They tell us that the worry of trying to make a volleyball team out of three kids has turned her hair grey Who is this driving up in the bright red Model-T hotrod? It’s our old friend and buddy, SAM FOSTER, master of the under-world since Castello’s exile. We can’t help noticing CHARLEEN SCADLOCK, flirting as usual. Seems she’s still trying to catch herself a man. She’s even reverted to trying to perfect a man-trap. Looks like two girls from the class of ’53 stuck to their high school ambi- tions. Yep, JANICE RAPIER and MARLENE SMITH are happily married tc their “guys.” Here comes someone in a helicopter. It’s VERNON STINSON, the great aviator; he’s been flying around the world in search of the four comers of the earth. Say, we hear hoof-beats on the trail. It’s BILL HILL, the famous jockey, on his still more famous horse, “Slowpoke.” What’s Fernando Lamas doing here? And who’s the cute little gal tagging after him? It’s MARY HELEN REYES? Why, that’s right, she married him!! Say. whose snazzy Cadillac is that sitting out in front? Is that MARY JANE SPAW wriggling out from under the wheel? It is!! She says she’s engaged to her boss. She’s such a good typist that he wants to marry her so he won’t have to pay her a salary. Laurie NORMAN ALLRED has finally got himself a wife. The only way he coulc get up the nerve was to take a swig of fermented grape juice. Poor NADINE STEVENS! After so many engagements, the men finally gave her up. She’s an old maid school teacher now. The last person in the world we expected to be a tramp was WAYNE O’DELL, but he is!! He just came in, in the box car of the last special of the dav. Janice Rapier Nellie and Mary Jane

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S tiioAA' We, the Senior Class of 1953, possessing the perfect sanity upon which individual characteristics of each member of the class has been established, do proclaim and establish this our last will and testament, believing it to be beneficial and advantageous to each and every individual involved. To Mr. Brubaker we leave a paddle handle. We’re afraid to give him the business end!! To Mr. Lovett we leave a jewel studded Spanish sword as an aid in handling those we leave behind us. To Mrs. Van Gundy we leave a pine coffin to protect her from the sun- light, so she can do her flying about on full-mooned nights. To Miss Schuelke we leave a book entitled “Various Traps and Snares.” written and published by Lottie Jones. To Mr. Miller we leave a little red wagon to help him in the F.F.A.’s future ice cream bar concession until they can afford a cart. To Mrs. Pflueger we leave the bell in the hall to add to her collection. We’re tired of it!!! To Mr. Hakes we leave the memory of nine perfect football players and also a separate column in the ARIZONA REPUBLIC for his J.V. basketball games. To Prof. Santee we leave a black toupee. Even though we didn’t make him lose his hair, this next bunch is sure to!!! To Mr. Frealy we leave the hope of miraculously finding some other bas- ketball players as good as we to fill our shoes. It would be impossible to find any better ones!! To Mr. Clothier we have the new tennis courts, because we can’t take them with us. To Dora we leave a wheelbarrow for carrying the typewriter from the English room to the office instead of having to wear out some husky boy. To Marvin and Topper we leave an electronic eye to roll every stray pop bottle to its home under the stairs. To the freshmen we will the ability to yell as loud as we always have after class meetings. To the sophomores we leave a few more students so that they can hold their own against next year’s senior class. To the juniors we leave our empty money bags and the luck to make enough money to go on a ditch day to the river bottom. I, Wayne O’Dell, will and bequeath my athletic ability to Ronald Jacob- son and my cute shyness (?) to Erwin Crotts. I, Kenneth Goodman, will and bequeath my well groomed appearance to Billy Nelson, and my leadership qualities to Alvin Baber. I, Carmello Tellez, will and bequeath my fierce temper and roost” attitude to Albert Castrillo. “rule the I, Lottie Jones, will and bequeath my inability to stay away from the op- posite sex and still have a good time to Shirley Pendleton. I, Ruby Christensen, will and bequeath my good nature and my hardwork- ing characteristic to Verna Lunt. Ruby and Charlene Kenneth