Galesburg Augusta High School - Rambler Yearbook (Galesburg, MI)

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r Utc fyiofkecy It is now Nineteen-hundred and sixty-two, ten years since the now famous Class of 1952 departed from our Alma Mater. The only familiar faces left are those of Mr. and Mrs. Burrell. The Burrells have just returned from their annual summer trip. This year, having exhausted the usual touring spots, such as Paris, Scotland, England, etc., the two of them had a rather unusual idea. They would take their private jet-propelled Blimp and tour the world, looking into the homes and occupations of the Class of ten years ago. Early one bright and sunny morning (it wasn’t TOO early, for by the time Mr. B. had gotten Mrs. B. out of bed it was nearly noon) they hopped into their Blimp and headed South¬ east. After they had been in the air a few minutes, Mr. B. happened to glance out of the window and saw a huge old farmhouse, and none other than FRED HENSHAW sitting under an old oak tree near it. Fred’s occupation is knitting socks and sweaters for the French Foreign Legion. Traveling on to Ann Arbor they stopped at the U. of M. to see ELEANOR ROGERS who is taking a course in “Bell’’ Construction. In Detroit, they stopped at the Barnum and. Bailey Circus. The main attraction was the famous Tight Rope Team of POHL and SCHRIEBER. On the way out they passed a side show and saw EVE INMAN, snake charmer from the Indies. Kentucky was their next stop and they found TOM CATES a monk in the Silent Order of Old Decrepit Seniors. In Jockey Junction, Vir¬ ginia, they stopped at Jake’s Joint for a hamburg, but just as they were about to take their first bite they heard the anguished cries of horses being led to BOROUGH’S Slaughter House for Broken, Bony, Baggy, Saggy Horses. Immediately putting down their (pardon the expression Hamburg??), they left for Florida where right in the middle of the Everglades sat SALLY SINCLAIR in a dugout. She was completely surrounded by Seminole Indians who were utterly fascinated by her magnificent yodeling. Going on to Washington D.C., the Burrells went On a tour of the city. They sat in on the Supreme Court and saw Chief Justice KISSINGER presiding over one of the sessions in which Evil Eddie WELLING, Super Sleuth for the F.I.B., was presenting his case. They arrived in New York the next evening and saw opening night at the Metropolitan Opera, where CAROLYN SMITH, Piccolo Player, and ESTELLE WORTINGER, Bass Fiddle Player, w ere accompanied by RALPH SMITH, featured Baritone of the evening. Leaving New York and passing over the Empire State Building, they waved to MARIAN PERVINE who was washing her last set of windows on the 100th floor ‘ ”® r crossing the Atlantic, they entered the Belgian Congo, where Ballet Dancer EDWARD KLEPPER was recruiting a group of pigmies for his troupe. , At New Delhi, India, they passed over a large building out of whose chimney was pouring a huge cloud of soot. In the middle of it there suddenly appeared the dirty face of MARTHA BROWN -chim¬ ney sweep. Then on to Australia where they saw the tag team of women wrest “f 1L ., D CARSON, win their 2,999th match. In the Gobi Desert of China MARY JANE BEHAN noted io me expert-was resignedly pulling seaweed from the sand. Stealthily bl imping into Russia they saw PAT BLESSINGTON -bubble dancer behind the Iron Curtain-rehearsing her new act. Crossing he Bering Straits into Alaska they discovered RON BALL and his ten “Li. Ole Campfire Girls blazing trails into the wilderness. They quickly scattered as they heard a wild cry and turned to nZSZL, sow LILA WHEATON —chief Gold FIshT.ndo, o, M Volley. Just as they were leaving they heard the mighty roar of a truck. BARBARA SHIRLEY, rue river was bringing in another load of baby gold fish. They spent the next day in Reno, Nevada, withMrs (Holbrook) Holloway, her husband, and twelve children. The Holloways have always felt that things come “Cheaper By The Dozen ! On the outskirts of Reno, in the Convent, Sisters Of C 7 ' lived Sister NANCY ELDRIDGE. When DON RUTHERFORD, her ex-schoolmate, deeded to become graduated fro. Galesburg oad deported to the Rocky Mountain, in Colorado, Nancy turned to the Convent for consolation. FPAkirF LOCKWOOD Be As they neored Were, they stopped a. the Loop in Chicago and saw FRANCES LKTO Bop Singer at the ‘Chez Poree Stopping in Augusta, before reaching Galesburg lW »“ tained by DUANE BRESSON who was giving a Shakespearean performance in the o ' arrived hop,., exhausted by the strenuous trip, and decided that the Seniors of 52 had found the,, true places in life.

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Class Will As we enter the lawyer ' s office we are confronted by 28 sober and thoughtful faces, the Senior Class of “52 . The Seniors are in the act of making their last will and testament before leaving their be¬ loved Galesburg-Augusta High. Let ' s listen in. To Bill Ringo, Ron Ball gives his height. It ' s an advantage, Bill, so use it right. Mary Jane Behan lea ves ' her hair of flame, to our Miss Reynolds to have again. Pat Blessington ' s knowledge of the birds and the bees, she leaves to Mr. Gray so he ' ll know his he ' s from the she ' s. Jim Beatty gains Jon Bor¬ ough ' s bounce, but Jon ' s way with the ladies is really what counts. Bob Crawford is lucky in h; s fate: he gets Duane Bresson ' s ability to imitate. Sally McGlockin gets Carole Belland ' s quiet ways. We hope she uses them the rest of her days. Marilyn Dumonceaux inherits that magnetic attraction for preachers sons, which is left by Elaine Carson, for her romance is done. Tom Cates leaves his cute curly hair to Dave Noud, on whom it would look so fair. Next year Eve Carson won ' t have to worry about curly hair, ' Cause she ' ll have Nancy Eldridge ' s to substitute there.. Maybe you ' ve never had the great urge, Don Haist, but you get Fred Henshaw ' s acting ability. Don ' t let it go to waste. Love for Physics is left by Rosemary Holbrook, to anyone who is dumb enough to get took. Martha Brown wills her ability to tease to Nancy Kerns, who is never at ease. Don Rutherford wills his unerring aim to him brother, Ponch. You try the same. Lila Wheaton wills her black hair to Jo Ellen Stewart. There ' ll be dye in the air. Jim Kissinger ' s ability to have a good time, he wills to Bob Sharp who ' s not far behind. Eve Inman ' s ability for a sailor to write, is willed to Sharon Champion, who ' s doing all right. Eleanor Rogers wills her ability with boys, to Aurelia Alaria, whose got the poise. Robert Godde gets Ed Klepper ' s hotline. Some would say he has struck a gold mine. Norma Pohl leaves her long hair to the poor girls with Poodle cuts. Maybe you ' ll know better next time, you nuts! Marion Pervine leaves her ability to get her man to her sister Jeanette who hasn ' t one yet. Ralph Smith leaves his skill at skipping school to Jim Reeder, who gets caught as a rule. Dave Spear wills his brother Jim, to anyone who can put up with him. Gene Stuifbergen gets Ed Wei ling ' s quiet ways. Let ' s hope you use them, because it really pays. Sally Sinclair wills her good grades to Don Ann Pate. Come on, Don Ann, turn out great. Carolyn Smith leaves her office position to Lewie . Watch those excuses, Ted! Some of ' em are pretty screwy. Estelle Wortinger leaves her height to Frank Bowen. Well, at least it ' s something to keep you goin ' . Frances Lockwood wills her job at the Galesburg Bank to Muscles C., already high in rank. To Patty D. from Babs Shirley goes that temper so quick and so gr-r-r-ly. Having written the above with the aid of a snoopy mind and generous memory, we guarantee that the aforesaid above is our final last will and testament.

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Underclassmen! What are they? Are they animal, vegetable, or mineral? Some¬ times we wonder when down the halls they come tearing! Are they walking high or flying low? They seem to be a happy-go-lucky lot, full of gaiety and fun. Se¬ riously, though, what would we do without them? They are important in an ath¬ letic sense, because without them to fill in vacancies, there would be no teams. They make their presence heard on the sidelines at our games. They work on concessions and hunt the dollars that go to pay for their Senior trips like hounds on the trail! They get into trouble and manage to talk themselves out of it. Some¬ times we think that they skip! But again, what would we do without them? This year we have an up and coming Junior High School under the very capable guidance of Ruth Judd, Harold Sauser, and Donald Gray. We look for fine things from them in the future, both as students and as athletes. The Seniors of 1952 extend to you Underclassmen our best wishes. We know that you will fill capably all the places which we leave vacant. the Underclassmen