Edwardsburg High School - Yearling Yearbook (Edwardsburg, MI)

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I, Jeri Anne Shoemaker, will to Pat Raderstorf my long hair, and to Mike Stephens fwho really doesn't need it, my ability to be late for school all the time. I, Carl Stover, will my nickname Coroner to anyone who wants to be a coroner. I, Jerry Toth, will my nickname Golden Goat to Ronnie Kmitta, and my endless supply of toothpiclq to 311 the kiddies who are always borrowing them. l, Wava Warner, will my grades in bookkeeping to anyone who needs them. I, Tom Warrell, will my size 13 shoes to Monte Johnson so he can use them in case of a flood, also my ability to rowdy-up to John Dryer. I, David Windbigler, will my tearing up the school yard with my blue Ford to Jim Freeman, and my nickname Toothless to Janet Souders. I, Juanita Wishart, will my naturally curly hair to Donna Butrick. IN WI'I'NESS WHEREOF, we have hereunto subscribed our names and set our seal this 27th day of May, 1955. 614:44 Jlalcvuf The big day was September 6, 1942. We started our first year at Edwardsburg High School! Of our gaduadng class, fifteen of us, Jo Ann Beckwith, Donald Bigelow, Charlene Eggert, DeVon Gessinger, Edward Griffen, Jacqueline Krecloch, Ruth Ellen Morse, Robert Mortima, Ann Padbury, Gary Pontius, Nadine Runkle, Ernest Sanders, Gerald Toth, David Windbigler, and Juanita Wishart, started in the first grade together. The year was full of excitement. We read the stories of Dick and Jane and every day we colored. A lot of this year was spent sitting on the little red chairs in front of the class. Nadine and Jo Ann sorta had a dislike of school. One noon they ran away, with Miss Westfall on their trail. They were caught and sent back to school. What a paddling they got. ' In the second grade we were really getting into the swing of school. Ruth Ellen and Charlene couldn't tell the difference between recess and passing to the restrooms. This year we had our Easter Prog-am. How cute we were! We took a nature hike to Jo Ann's to study the leaves and bunnies. We ended the hike with a goodie party. We enjoyed this year mainly because we had lots of birthday parties. Ah! Now we're in the third grade. Seems Miss Mary Westfall liked us so much in the first grade that she taught us again this year. One day, we were supposed to write stories and read them before the class. Bruce Bonebright forgot to write his but he sure read a lot from a blank sheet of paper. John Barker always had to be hauled in by the boys from recess, as he didn't like to come in. In the winter, we liked to go behind the sixth grade room and slide down the hill. We always got stuck with the small hill because the bigger kids took the steep one. We could always tell when spring was here because F rank Woodrum started going without his shoes! At last we are in the fourth grade, and old enough to learn long division. Boy was that tough! The most exciting pa.rt of this year was when we had scads of little visitors in our room. The visitors were none other than Termites, We were moved to a different room and the termites died of sheer lonesomeness. The boys were trying to be well groomed this year so every recess they went to the bathroom, stuck their heads under the faucet, and got their heads sopping wet. Then they went back to the room, used the bookcase glass as a mirror, and combed their hair. The line formed at the rear and by the time it was your turn, you were half drowned. Mrs. Padbury was an ardent lover of pets, so she kept George Gibbs under her desk, in what she called the dog house. In the fifth grade our teacher, Mrs. Cornwall, decided we could use a lesson about chewing gum in class but Walter West couldn't seem to learn so he was always standing in front of the class with gum on his nose! One of the main attractions this year was Harry Miller, a sixth grader, who most of the fifth grade girls had a crush on. Every Friday we had a program for the sixth grade to show off our talents. It seems that our reading bored the teacher so much that she couldn't help but doze off to sleep. This was the first year the boys got to show off their talent at playing basketball at noon. The first few times we played, the sixth grade boys laughed at our futile efforts to play. This angered us very much and we vowed we would do the same thing to the fourth graders next year. john Barker seemed to like to shoot paper wads. Mrs. Cornwall caught him and made him make 5,000 of them and then count them to her. At last we reached the room at the end of the hall. We are really growing up this year. Mrs. Van Dusen, thinking we were ladies and gentlemen, let us line up in the halls to go to the restrooms but if we were such ladies and gentlemen, why did she have the horsewhip in the closet! Every Friday we were guests of the fifth grade. In the spring of the year we got to read lots of comic books because they had started work on the new shop building and the noise was too much to study. Jerry Toth had the only educated dog in school. Every day it followed the bus to school, stayed, and rode the bus home at night. Mr. Blanchard didn't appreciate him as he bit holes in the soccer balls and let out the THE GRADUATING CLASS of 1955 air. The boys made darts by putting pen points in their pencil erasers. Lyle Hasty threw one and hit Bev in the 75 back of her lap. As a result Jerry and Bruce got a whipping with the horsewhip.

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01444 Wa!! We, the graduating class of 1955, of Edwardsburg High School, having proven ourselves of sound minds, do hereby make and declare this to be om' last will and testament, bequeathing our worldly possessions to the following, in the hope that they will use them to the greatest advantage. To the Juniors we leave the Annual, including all the left-over glue, rubber bands, and paper clips, and also all the expenses of the Senior year. To the Sophomores, we will ice packs to hold down their swelling heads, and also a book of etiquette to use in study halls. To the Freshmen we leave all our lovable nicknames and zoo noises, and to the girls all our left-over jewelry. To Mr. Blanchard we will a motor scooter to aid him so that he can go from one building to another in a matter of seconds. To Mr. Long we will a portable radar set so that he can tell what the kids are doing in the gym without making a special trip. To Mr. Mette we will a year's supply of Two-Way Cold Tablets so he will be prepared for his annual cold. To Mr. Hart we will a scientific robot to do his cooking and an automatically adjusted shower to eliminate guesswork. To Mr. Francis we will a purple feather and rabbit's toot to pin on his green good-luck hat in hopes it will help in next football season. To Mr. Brooks we will a 1956 girlie calendar to brighten his office and keep him a jump ahead of the drawing classes. To Mr. Sendo we will a set of new nerves to replace the ones worn out in drives-'s training, also all the gass- hoppers we turned loose in music class for his next year's Biology class. To Miss Woodworth we will all the pins, needles, and thread that we have borrowed, and a new basketball team. To Mrs. Andrews we will all our failed tests to use as examples in Business English, and a repair kit to use on the typewriters where the mechanics of our class failed. To Mrs. Dennert we will a new set of library books and magazines to replace those that we lost and tossed. To Mrs. Schuler we will a package of blonde dye in case she decides to change her hair again, and all our screechy voices to use in next year's Glee Club. To Phoebe and Doris we will quiet, peaceful offices, without our smiling faces hurrying in and out every day. l, Karen Anderson, will my enthusiasm over getting a diamond to Jean Ann Robinson. I, jo Ann Beckwith, will my ability to warm the bench to Betty Kulp, who already has a good start. I, Don Bigelow, will my quietness in assembly to Lonnie Schmidtendorff, who could use it. Clifford Davis, will my ability to get D's in Government Class to Larry Barr. Charlene Eggert, will my shortness to Dixie Whalen and Ramona Lewis, and my tlniftiness to Liz Westfall fwho doesn't need it but I would hate to have anyone else get our patent.j I, I, I, I, Ed Griffen, will my hot truck Nellie-Belle to Mr. Mette to save wear and tear on his shoes and so he can whip to school and peel out in style. I, Susie Kanu, will my loose sweaters to Pat Fodrocy, and my ability to be a one guy's gal to Joyce Minix. Dale Klopfenstein, will my ability to complain to Scrooge to next year's Mechanical Drawing Class. jackie Krecioch, will a large lead pipe to all those in Mr. Hart's future classes so they can protect them- selves, I also will my nickname Cliink to all the other Polish-Chinesemen at E.I-I.S. I, Neale Lunsford, will my ability to love 'em and leave 'em to Dick Ellis. I, Bob Mains, will my humble ability to keep out of trouble, to get along with my teachers, and to stay on the hona' roll, to those lower classmen who find it necessary to patronize Mr. Long's office quite frequently. I, Larry Mattox, will my nickname, Romeo to Groucho. I, Ruth Ellen Morse, will to my sister Marty my position on the cheerleading staff, and my ability to play the field to any girl who wants it. I, Robert Mortimer, will my bashfulness to anybody who wants it. Also I will my ability to stay away from girls to Paul Maehler. l, Ellen Onstott, will my ability to keep out of trouble to Terry jones, and my nickname Tex to Sally Bolton, who seems to be the western type. I, Beverly Overmyer, will my seat in Mr. Long's office to Mike Souders, and my good times in Elkhart to the Junior girls. I, Betty Overmyer, will my ability to get along with Mrs. Schuler in Speech class to Ray I-Iunsberger. I, Ann Padbury, will my cheerleading ability to Pat Freeman, and also a pair of loose levis. I, Gary Pontius, will my old Vita-meter to anybody who wants troubles , and my position on the baseball team to anyone who likes to warm the bench. ' Q I, Harry Procta-, will my nickname Hairless to John Dalrymple. I, Nadine Runkle, will my position on the basketball team to Judy Gibbons, who seems to want it pretty badly. I, Sonny Sanders, will my old beat-up Physics book to the next poor soul who decides to take Physics, and to those who might need it, my ability to get along with the teachers. 'I4 I. 1, DeVon Gessigner, leave my ability to escape from school before 11:30 to Mary Ann Mossman who neva' can.

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This was the year our school was consolidated. We gained several new students for the seventh grade, among them Susie, Harry, Ed, and Karen. We are really growing up now. We are on the high school side of the building and we don't get recesses! This year we had our first initiation--into Jr. High Youth Council and was it rough! This was the first year we had study halls, also, and we really did it up right. We read every single National Geographic magazine in the library. The boys got a large charge out of putting the lids on the boxes. We didn't do much studying, if any at all. The biggest scare this year was the day Duane Carpenter brought a garter snake to school in a paper sack. We ended the year by walking out to Shanahan's for a class picnic. The warm weather gave Nadine a sudden urge to take an early dip, clothes and all. We came back and had a square dance at the school. ln the eighth gade lots more new things were happening. The girls finally got to wear lipstick, and for the first time the boys had a football team. At last romance hit us! Being old hands in Youth Council by now, we got revenge by initiating the seventh grade. Junicrs, do you remember the dead mice, Vick's jello, and here comes the dead dog? The rest of the year went by quite uneventfully except for our trip to Chicago. We went to the Museum of Science and Industry, Field Museum, and the Aquarium. At last we arrived in high school. We gained Carl Stover and Rose Marie Wolf. Our initiation was mild this year, for the first time the freshmen didn't have to wear funny clothes to school. We showed off our musical talent Q??j by helping put on the operetta Wi1d Rose. Our talents weren't in vain as a few months later we were invited to sing on the radio at Benton Harbor. This year also, the girls were asked to serve at the Prom, the Varsity Club had a hayride and ended cooning watermelons at Barry Wade's, the candidates hom om' class for the Sno Ball were Ruth Ellen and jerry. At the end of the year the class went on a picnic to Tower Hill. We went swimming and froze our little tootsies. The year we were Sophomores we had a good football team. It was undefeated. And this year we had our last touch of initiation when we initiated the Freshmen. It was so gruesome that Sandy Ward fainted, but they really enjoyed the cucumber and hot tobasco powder sandwiches. At a P.T. A. program the girls modelled the clothes they made in Home Ec and the boys had a display of things made in shop. My, weren't we creative? This year Ann Padbury and Jackie Krecioch were winners in the County and District Speech contests. They were awarded dictionaries and pins. Om' candidates for the Sno Ball this year were Nadine Runkle and Bruce Bonebrlght. Our third year of high school was quite exciting. We wonder why we didn't learn much this year in English. It couldn't have been because our teacher was always trying to rewrite the dictionary. Poor Miss Lardner, we sure gave her a rough time. With all our zoo noises, flying bananas, and bean shooters, she was completely exhausted in just one period. Every day she told us we were lassitudying, languoring, surfeiting, satiating, and exasperating, and then deciphered which ones should go to Mr. Long's office. Since we were the most popular class in high school, our candidates, Susie and Neale, were chosen as King and Queen of the Sno Ball. In the spring of the year we started to work on our Junior play. No one can forget the good times we had at play practices, but we must have practiced sometimes because our play, Come Rain or Shine was a big success We gave the mighty Seniors the Prom this year at the Hotel Elkhart. We spent all day making and hanging 1500 silver stars. It was worth our efforts because everyone had a gand time. Ellen was the attendant and her escort was Jerry. When commencement came , we got to lead the Seniors down the aisle thinking of the fact that next year would be our turn to be led down the aisle. At last we are at the top of the ladder, although to many of us it came all too quickly. We elected class officers and aganized the annual staff. Our play this year was The Kid Sister. Everything went off fine except when a bat got in the showers and a few cues were missed until it was caught. One day the Senior boys found a cat and brought it to school, and sat it on the desk at the back of the assembly lt behaved well as rigor mortis had set in. lt only stayed a few minutes. Our candidates this year for the Sno Ball were Jerri Ann and Larry. We felt big hearted this year and let the Junia- Class win. As we complete om- history we are looking forward to the finish of our Annual, the Prom, Graduation, and the Senior Trip. Ruth Ellen Morse Susie Kant: jo Ann Beckwith Jerry Toth Ed Griffm 16