Duncan High School - Wildkat Yearbook (Duncan, AZ)

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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

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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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U)UL I. Bill Hill, will and bequeath my ability to take rows of blue ribbons at the fair to Lonnie Moore. I, Nellie Villa, will and bequeath my soft, soothing opera singing and crazy antics to Eugenia Herrera. I, Joel Empie, will and bequeath my love for cotton pickin’ to Manuel Garcia, and my car (the only one of its kind in Duncan) to Martin Tellez. I, Adrian Gale, being a beautiful specimen of manhood, will and bequeath my handsome good looks to Joe Baber, and my hard heart, which has as its motto, ‘Love ’em and leave ’em,” to Willie Davis. I, Marlene Smith, will and bequeath my twinkling blue eyes and a very steady boy friend to Raydene Hanchett. I, Norman Allred, will and bequeath my ability to be ten chapters behind in bookkeeping and still get one’s to Wayne McGrath. I, Janice Rapier, will and bequeath my flirtatious (but friendly) ways and my ambitions to be a bathing beauty to Carolee Matthews. I, Vernon Stinson, will and bequeath my bruising left swing (so the girls say) to John Godfrey. Wayne Holliday I, Mary Jane Spaw, will and bequeath my driving goggles to Shirley Mosley. I, Nadine Stephens, will and bequeath my ability to write long, interesting stories and run the mimeograph machine to La Foy Seals. I, Mary Helen Reyes, will and bequeath my new found ambition to make good grades to Bobby Joe Knight. I, Peggy Barlow, will and bequeath my love for dancing and playing vol- leyball to Jerry Allred. I, Betty Davis, being overcome with shyness and a fear of expressing my opinions, will and bequeath this skill to Dena Parks. I, Nancy Coon, will and bequeath my ability to laugh at other people’s jokes (even if they aren’t funny) to Sally Foote. I. Janice Axton. will and bequeath my athletic ability and my cool, easy manner before audiences to Carol Claridge. I, Aulvie Bourgeous, will and bequeath my always friendly nature and charming personality to Marvin Eldred. I, Charlene Scadlock, will and bequeath my foolproof man catching tech- nique and my red high heels to Doris Cosper. I, Sam Foster, will and bequeath my ability to toot the trumpet and chase the females to Hank Brubaker. I. Bill Sanders, will and bequeath my Einstein Brain to Mack McCarty, and my Mario Lanza voice to Donald Smallwood. I. Laurie Golding, will and bequeath my minute size and my meek, humble, manner to James Tuey. Bill Hill WITNESSES “Pecos Bill” Lovett “Blackwhip” Van Gundy Sinbad “Schuelke” the Sailor Vernon Oliver