Fulton Centralized School - Fultonian Yearbook (Swanton, OH)

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Senior Class History Six of our twelve members started out together. They are Bill Gorey, Sue Mizer, Kulaine Lau, Duane Lau, Bernadine Krieger. Junior Estel. Miss Borton started out with us. Miss Gailhraith, Miss Walters and Miss Mattern. finished the year. In the second grade Miss Grime taught us. Doris Elton joined us from Haller, when we were in the third grade. Miss Knipp was our teacher and Miss Varner came when we were in the fourth grade. The next two years we were in jr. high. Ivan Kigar joined us from Chesterfield. We chose Miss Druckenmiller as our class advisor. Duane Lau was our president. In the eighth grade Miss Libbe was our advisor, and Margaret W ood president. W e were initiated when we were Freshmen. Miss Libbe was our advisor again and Donald S. our president. W hen we were Sophomores we chose Miss Nagel as our advisor and Ivan Kigar president. In our junior year we were quite busy. Our junior play was “Young Dr. Young.” which we gave in November. W'e purchased our rings from the Herff- Jones Co. Bernadine Krieger was our president and Miss Keough our advisor. Golda Naveau joined us from McClure. W’e started our senior year by electing officers. W e elected Bernadine Krieger, president; Duane Lau. vice president; Virginia Hartbarger, secretary; Sue Mizer. treasurer; Doris Elton and Eulaine Lau. cabinet members; and Mr. Clinton our advisor. W e had our pictures taken at Northland Studio and purchased our invi- tations from the Educational Supply Co.

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Class Will We—tlie Seniors of Fullon. class of ’46—being active, willing, and able, do hereby will and bequeath to our friends who, we think, will benefit most from them. To the Faculty—we leave the rest of the students to be taught, hoping they make good use of their education. To the Janitors—we transfer our cooperation and assistance in helping to keep the school building in order. I o the Bus Drivers—we will the loss of seniors hoping underclassmen will fill the vacancies. To the Juniors wre bequeath our ability to publish an annual equivalent to that of ’46. Vie wish to leave the Sophomores our home room hoping they will have as much enjoyment at noon hours as we have. Io the Freshmen—we will the class cooperation we have benefited by in the past. Bernadine Krieger. our president, wills her driving technique, and the use ol the car to Luella Watkins. Kulaine Lau. our talented piano player, wills her talent to the future pianists of Fulton High School, wishing them much success. Golda Naveau transfers her honorship of determination to anyone who needs it to make a success in whatever he aims to do, warranting it takes a lot of it. Duane Lau, our capable editor of the “Echo” and “Annual,” wishes to pass on to the future band members of Ai. his desire for good music. Ivan Kigar. our future farmer, wills his skill in riding a motorcycle to those who wish to travel in the future. A irginia Hartbarger, our well-mannered scholar, wills her capabilitv to keep an argument in our round-table discussions in public speaking class, to Berneda Bcchline. Doris Elton, the worker of our class, wills her mathematic aptitude to W ilma W i Ison. Sue Miner, the typist of our class, presents her typing efficiency to Florence 1 hornas hoping she has better typewriters to type on. Stanley Hilton, the shy student of our class, wills his ability to ignore criti- cism to Pat Burkey. Bill Gorey. the athlete of our class, wills his basketball technique to Leo Szaho. hoping Leo will use his hook shots to the greatest advantage. Donald Snyder, the blonde of our class, wills his wavy locks to Ramon Baltin and Marvin Johnson. Junior Estel. the tall and handsome boy of our class, donates his height to Donald Forrest realizing he can use it in playing basketball.

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Class Prophecy . . . Owwww!! This aching tooth! For nine months I’ve put up with this miserable tiling. I guess I'll make a trip to the dentist, since I’m new in this city I think I’ll look in the directory and find one who is noted for his extractions. Oh gee! I’ll just pick one at random, let’s see. A-B-C-D—L-M, M sounds pretty good, just in the middle of the alphebet. Matzinger it is! Adams 1-500 please, hello, is this Dr. Matzinger’s office ?—Do you have an open appointment for this afternoon— 1:30—thank you. The aching hours seemed to drag by. I thought one o’clock would never come, at last! The fatal hour came and I was on my way. Walking into the street, I hailed a cab. Low and behold, but who should be driving the call—none other than Junior Estel. Better known in school as “Spike.” I remembered back in school, what great ability he had at driving a car. and know he would use this ability to the best of his knowledge. Our conversation led to many surprising events, especially the marriage of Ivan Kigar. better known as “Ike. I found that he owned a large dairy farm near Delta and was very happy. This brought our conversation to a close, for we were at our destination. Saving good-by, we parted. I entered the building, my tooth aching more than ever. Upon entering the elevator who should I find as operator of the elevator but Stanley Hilton. We remembered him in public speaking as wanting to have such an occupation. Our talk was very limited since the office was only on the fourth floor. I strolled casually over to the door marked — Dr. Matzinger, Dentist, Donald Snyder, assistant. Don Snyder! That name sounded familiar. Remembering back in ’16 we remember Don as being called “Doc. We see that he has put his nick- name to work. 1 was greeted by an attractive receptionist. Seeing her reminded me of Fulton. W hy sure enough! It was Golda Naveau. I had a 15 minute wait, which I spent talking to Golda. Finally it was my turn in the chair. 1 was glad it was one of my old schoolmates that was going to assist with the extraction, also giving the gas. I sat in the chair, talking over obi times with Golda, when the gas took effect. As I went off to dreamland, the vision of the past came back to me. Sweet music sounded in my cars. I listened and listened, it rose lounder and louder. It came from Carnegie Hall. The great piano soloist of the evening was none other than the talented Eulaine Lau. We remembered her back at Fulton as the accompanist of the glee clubs.