Geneva High School - Legend Yearbook (Geneva, IN)

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These are the people Who make up our class: Now I'll give you a peek ' At each lad and lass First comes Allen Zurcher, they call him ears, We wonder if he remembers all that he hears. Around all the girls he is never shy 'Cause each one he meets he just can't pass by. Oh! Tom Weaver can he run! Everyone knows he's lots of fun. He has blue eyes and light brown curls, And is pursued by lots of girls. Gerald Nevil has light hairg He's a fellow who always plays fair. He's very healthy and energetic toot He has a personality that helps carry him thru. Rita Robinson has short curls of brown: Everyone knows she's the sweetest in town. She is always running down the hall As after her, the teachers loudly call. Laura Billington, our friend indeed, Everyone's certain she's bound to succeed. Driving a car is her ambition, But she'll do better cookin' in the kitchen, Geraldine Nevil is awfully niceg Her smile can melt a cake of ice. We all think she's so sunny and bright? lt's impossible for her and Cap to fight. Roger Coon, sly as a fox, Can't argue his way out of We all agree he has light Along with this title No a box. hair Brains to Spare. Here comes Boy Meyers, Hip, Hip, Hurrah! No time for work but lots for play. His life as a millionaire is just mediocre, He sits and clips coupons and calls up his broker. Page IS CLASS PUEM Raymon Mathys, Heavy for short, The things he says will make you snort. A Ford's the best, he always declares, And all the time stuffing with eclairs. Jo Nelson lives on a farm: Look!! at the muscles in her arm. Don't fight with her or you'll get hurt, 'Cause she'll rub your nose right in the dirt. There's romance in the air as we walk down the street. It's Herb and Harlene exercising their feet: Headed for the preacher they seem to be. The reason why C'?l just wait and see. Dorothy Farlow, so sweet and shy, Always gets mail from that Amstutz guy- We predict a future of great successg On the wave of fame, she'll ride the crest. Darlene Moser is known by all: Not hard to be seen, although she's small. She seems to be awfully nice, When she got married we all threw rice. My, My, My, here's Kate Veachg We all think she is a peach. A telephone operator she longs to be, And to live on an estate in Tennessee. Gloria Lybarger, our artist friend. Always paints so the colors blend. A long way in life we predict she'll go, And never end up in a vaudeville show. Here's Lee S. Haines, so muscular and strong, On a farm he seems to belong. He hangs onto a basketball, we are told, But we're sure it's Susie heid rather hold. Bernadine Brunner, this sweet little lass Is almost the shortest in our class. She's been voted Miss Giggles of the year, So come all of you, let's give her a cheer. Here's Evelyn Snow, we call her Red, She steps in where angels fear to tread. Always dressed neatly, fit to kill, lt'll keep Purdy busy paying the bill. Bruce Farlow, with his shirt of cord Attracts more attention than a '51 Ford. Hear! Hear! What's that noise on the street? It's just the poor guy tryin' to pick up his feet. Helen Morningstar is lots of fun. No wonder! She's a senior of l51. Look at that girl sitting on the table Has a Winsome smile, carried over from the cradle. Dwight Dailey started to choke And swallowed the straw while drinkin' a coke 0. K. now, feelin' fine! He took HADACOL to make this rhyme. lt's Darrell Burgess, he's so shy. If a girl winked at him, you know he'd die. He always does his lessons C'?J exactly right 'Cause he's afraid the teachers may bite. Don Call, when the school bells chime, Always is late, never on time. To him his sideburns are an omen, Always out late he is a roamin'. We hope you like this poem, Although it's not in prose. But Gee! I'm awfully tiredg Ho, Hum! I guess I'll close.

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