Fairbury Cropsey High School - Crier Yearbook (Fairbury, IL)

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erville, Margot Spence, Carllene Steidinger, Heien Steidinger, Florence Sutter, Edith Yeagle. Boys’ Glee Club: Carl Eilers, Charles Hanes, John Reis, Jay Morris, Harry Wagenseller. Majorettes: Margie Schnetzler, Betty Clark. Band: Helen Steidinger, Carllene Steidinger, Edith Yeagle, Joan Milne, Charles Hanes, Jay Morris, Ella James, Lois Fitzgerald, Lois Newnam, Dorothy Henning. As a memoir of our class and a lasting tribute to those serving in the armed forces, we are leaving to the school an Honor Roll upon which will be inscribed the names of all graduates of F. T. H. S. in the service. I he Honor Roll will be made so that more names may be added in the luture. Now that we have completed our twelve years of basic education, we are ready to step across the threshold, diploma in hand, to seek whatever the future may hold for each of us. It is here our ways must part—many or us will go into the armed forces, some of us will go on to college, some of us will secure various positions in the business world. But no matter how different our aims may be, one thing we share in common—the knowl- edge that we are starting anew and our life will be what we, ourselves, make it. Our motto: Success is just around the corner. Be sure to turn. Colors: Red, white, and blue. blower: Red and white carnations. - - -x- - SENIOR CLASS WILL KNOW ALL MEN BY THESE PRESENTS, That we, the grad- uating class in the year of our Lord One Thousand Nine Hundred and Forty-three of the Fairbury Township High School, Fairbury, Illinois, of the United States of America, after four years of unrewarded effort to change this drool-school into a jive-dive, all this time being in a rut, but now in the groove, we’re hep to the step and giving them the gait, and so revoke all former wills and testaments by us heretofore made: First: We, the entire class, bequeath to the under-worms our high esteem for the lower things in life. Second: We, the entire class, do hereby bequeath our ability to avoid the disastrous consequences of absenteeism in the mornings after the nights spent in rug-cutting, snuggle-bugging whing-dings at the local Hop houses. Third: We, the entire class, bequeath our overflowing love for those two faculty floogies, Kuzzie and Izzie, who after five days of teaching at dear old F. T. H. S., buzz off on the weekends to the Chicago stockyards lor a fresh breath of air. Fourth: We, the entire class, leave carrot-topped Staggs. Whoopie! Fifth: We as individual members make the following bequests: —21 —

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CLASS HISTORY ’Way back in 1931 eight members of our present graduating class began their long and successful climb up to their present achieved goal. Of these eight, Charlotte Nance, Joan Milne, Helen Steidinger, Carllene Steidinger, and Carl Eilers began their first year at the Isaac Walton school, and Jay Morris, Margie Schnetzler, and Dorothy Henning, at the Edison school. In the second grade we were united. During the elementary grades we acquired many more members of our class. Eight years later, in the fall of 1939, 55 eager Freshmen entered the doors of F. T. H. S. After blushing under the appraising glances of our scornful upper classmen, we at last found our way up to the assembly and crawled into our lowly seats on the disdained north side. In the years to follow we gained few and lost many. At the present time there are 37 graduates. Throughout our four years of high school, we have participated in many activities. During our Junior year we gave a presentation of “June Mad,” a successful comedy in three acts. Our Senior play, “Your Uncle Dudley,” proved even more successful. At the close of our Junior year we sponsored the annual Junior-Senior Prom. The gym was elaborately decorated, and after the banquet an orchestra provided the dance music. One of the oustanding accomplishments is our 1943 Crier, through- out which the patriotic theme has been carried, thus stressing a relation- ship between the war effort and school. Class officers: President—Edith Yeagle. Vice-President—Charles Hanes. Secretary-Treasurer—Roy Carder. Business Manager—Helen Steidinger. We were well represented in the athletic field. Cheerleaders: Ella James, Florence Sutter, Margot Spence. Football: Roy Carder, Carl Eilers, Tyle Ricketts, Jay Morris, John Torch, Richard Rice, John Reis. Basketball: Herbert Wiser, I yle Ricketts, Richard Rice, Roy Carder, Jay Morris. Baseball: Ralph Hoffman, Carl Eilers, I yle Ricketts. During our first three years of high school, our class helped win the many contests which our choruses participated in. This year because of the war, no contests will be held, but the various music organizations have continued with their work and have taken part in many local programs. The following members of our class contributed to the music de- partment : Girls’ Glee Club: Dorothy Henning, Ella James, Lucille Rathman, Katharene Roach, Margie Schnetzler, Elizabeth Somerville, Marionne Som- 20—

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I, Roy Carder, hereby leave my Freshman admirers the memory of ny super-shoulders and all-empowering arms in the hopes that it may console them after 1 have gone. I, Betty Clark, bequeath to Mary Rose Travis my success in ensnaring Forrest bar-keeps into the matrimonial sea. Note: I attribute my success to the fact that I wear red so well. I, Carl Filers, leave my blonde locks and bobbing Adam’s apple to that luscious Eve, Mae Bender. I, Lois Fitzgerald, leave my doctor hills and chronic ailments to that lragile little Doris Von Bergen. I, Betty Grove, leave my yen for a uniform to Edna Wenger. I, Charles Hanes, that Lochinvar from out of the West—on, that handsome heartbreaker, that rugged specimen of manhood, i. e. darling ol all the women, bequeath “All This and My Inflated Ego, Too” to any- one who feels he can shoulder the load. I, Dorothy Henning, leave to get my lenses changed as the after- effects of killing one ( 1) zombie at Sloppy Joe Carrithers’ flophouse. (Burp!) I, Ralph Hoffman, leave my meek and mild attitude toward that fiery demon of the Junior class to whoever may encounter her next. Poor fellow! I, Ella James, leave my great succes (?) with the 4-F’s, farmers, and juveniles, and the resultant jiltings to my sister, Olive Mae, who already has a good start. I, imogene Jessup, leave my—CENSORED—!! I, John Torch, leave my unpaid Christmas present hill to the bene- liciary, Florence Gerdes. I, Fdsie Mae Metz, leave my loud-mouthed show off antics to that angelic, mouse-like Vivian Schmidt. I, Joan Milne, the blonde sheep of the Senior class, bequeath to N'orma Young, who direly needs and desires it. my curly fleece. I, Jay Morris, leave some peace to 'he teachers, and to the rest of the student body my animated ant cs which think are iust too cute. I, Charlotte Nance, leave. I have made so many mistakes in life, but I DON’T CARE! 1, Lois Newnam, bequeath my long-coveted seat in the theatre behind the boys with the Ford to Maxine Sears, who heretofore patronized the balcony. I, 1 ucille Rathman. leave mv coca-cola bottle figure to Margaret Mehrings. Flelpful Hint: I attribute this to my wrestling with a tooth- pick every night. I, John Reis, leave to Miss Kouzmanoff a year’s subscription to the Chicago Tribune. I, Richard Rice, leave my outward bashfulness and inward wolf-ways to Byard Williams on his out-of-town trips. I, I.yle Ricketts, leave my tobacco-stained teeth and bottle of Four Roses to Albert Flonegger. I, Marcella Rinkenberger. leave mv lisrht and airy steps which shake the whole darned assembly, to quiet little Jesse Huber. —22—