English High School - Englishman Yearbook (English, IN)

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SENIOR CLASS WILL OF 1949 We, the Senior Class of nineteen hundred and forty-nine of English High School, County of Crawford, State of Indiana, realizing that our days in this higher realm of learning are no more, and being in possession of a well-trained memory and a most super-human complex, do hereby declare and publish this, our last will and testament. ITEM I To the Faculty we leave our many tha.nks for their patience and guidance a.nd our deep regrets that there will never again be so talented a class. To the juniors, we leave our senior dignity, hoping they will not dishonor the name of our senior class in any of their jolly ways. To the sophomores we leave our profundity, for which they envy us, To the freshmen, we bequeath our remarkable citizenship grades in order that they may raise them in the following three years. ITEM II To our sorrowing fellow students mourning our departure, the Class of '49 make the following bequests: Q I, Gloria Amzel Beals, bequeath my height to Doug Megenity so he may become our star basketball player. I, Joseph H. Grant, bequeath my brown rimmed glasses to Everett May to aid him in driving and spying out pretty girls. I, Alice Bernice Mosson, bequeath my English book and Civics book to anyone who will take them. ' I, Gerald Hughes, bequeath my interest in the girls of English High School to Howard Goldman. I, Martha Jean Fahr, bequeath my position as editor of the school paper to Willis Fussell in hopes that he will be more industrious. I, Donald Lee Wiseman, bequeath my flashy smile and ability to get along with all girls to James Daily, providing he will use it continually. I, Peggy Lee Ferguson, bequeath my knowledge on how to get a Paoli guy to Treva Johnson, providing she will always be true to him. I, Lowell C. Miller, bequeath my back seat on the bus to Paul Mills, providing he will let all the girls sit by him. I, Gladys Husk, bequeath my back seat to Verlea Newton, if she proves to be as dignified as I am. I, Phillip Spears, bequeath my ability to go with one certain blonde to Estel Lee Parks so that he may have better luck. 13

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screen, and first we thought that Roy had fallen, but as we looked farther down the corridor we saw two of our old classmates, Mary Tucker and Lillie Lee Highfill, whose ambition had always been to be nurses. Another picture, another scene, and we saw Hugh Pinnick with the same, old, high school job, a milk carrier. He now was the proud owner of his own dairy. Craig worked the apparatus, and we were immediately transferred to a busy switch board in Evansville where Gladys Husk spent her days saying Number and Information Please. Down the street we found a nightclub called the Blue Bird where another classmate, Bob Megenity, was doing very well, doing nothing. Next we found ourselves in Mifflin on a huge farm where we discovered Cedric, Lowell, and Gerald. Cedric raised mink, Lowell raised rabbits, and Gerald raised cane: Next we found Wanda Faulkner as a Powers Model. She was modeling work clothes and demonstrating a hundred ways to peel potatoes The next picture we chose was that of Alice Mosson. She was now happily married to Melvin Buchanan, living in Pumpkin Center. Now we saw Eugene Hammond, an accountant in a tooth pick factory: We imagined that he got very tired counting all those tooth-picks. The scene was changed and we were in Grand Central Station. What was this we saw--lions, tigers, leopards, and such being unloaded from a train? Next, we saw Garnett Barnett, the once timid gal of our class, who was now a big gaxne hunter She had just returned from Timbucktu. The button was again pushed and our attention was immediately drawn to a large crowd of people. On the platform of a sideshow stood Donald Wiseman, the second Charles Atlas, flexing his muscles. All at once we heard the barker , Helen Lee Gilliatt. say, Ladies and Gentlemen, this is the only sideshow in the world that pays the audience to come in and watch the act. Last but not least we inserted the picture of Nancy Stewart who was busily practicing the piano at Barnieg's Palace. Noticing that Nancy had a pale run-down look, we investigated and found that she had to give six daily shows and three nightly shows. Poor Nancy. Who would have thought that she would end this way. As the picture of Nancy slowly faded away, we all turned to see Craig stand- ing by the door saying in a melancholy tone Life is but a walking shadow, a poor player who struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. To this little bit of truth we had no answer: so we took our leave, but never to forget the night we had again visited old classmates. 12

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I, Roy Gene O'Daniel, bequeath my front seat to Franklin Crews in the hope that he will enjoy it as much as I have, I, Garnett Louise Barnett, bequeath my snare drum to my little nephew, Sammie Earl, I, Cedric P, Wilson, bequeath my English book to anyone who will take it, I, Lillie Lee Highfill, bequeath my position as office girl to Maxine Miller, providing she will carry on as well as I have, I, Robert Dean Bowman, bequeath my ability to play basketball to john Marion Hubbard with the hope that he will make good use of it, I, Leatha Fern Vandeveer, bequeath my snare drum to George McDonald, x I, Andrew Eugene Hammond, bequeath my job on the school paper as Layout Editor to Karl Brown, I, Mary Lou Hanger, bequeath my ability of expression to Mr, Beasely, I, Craig Froman, bequeath my excess pounds to Mrs, Dotson, I, Wanda Gail Faulkner, bequeath my job as cheerleader to Mary Edith Brown, pro- viding she makes good use of it, I, Robert Alden Megenity, bequeath my mischievous manners to Robert Brown, pro- viding he will take advantage of them and tease the girls as I always have done, I, joel Hugh Pinnick, bequeath my friendship to all the students of English High School, I, Mary Frances Tucker, bequeath my slimness to Della Mae Starr, providing she will follow as strict a diet as I have followed in the last four years, I, Romonia joan Crews, bequeath my ability to get along with one certain boy to my sister Margaret, so she may be as lucky as I have been. I, jackie Lee Brown, bequeath my interest in a certain blonde to my brother Karl, knowing he will not betray me, I, Maxine Ann Smith, bequeath my sense of humor to any student who doesn't have one, I, Helen Lee Gilliatt, bequeath my ability to talk too much to Violet Smith so she may have more to say to everybody, I, Nancy Ann Stewart, bequeath my mathematical ability to Phillip Smith with the hope that he can be the genius in his mathematics class, -- Written by Peggy Ferguson 14