Grant Union High School - Prospector Yearbook (John Day, OR)

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CLASS WILL We the class of 1946, in the town of John Day, the County of Grant, and the State of Oregon, being in as good mental condition as usual, and in much better temper than usual, do hereby make this, cur Last Will and Testament, rendering void and of no avail any former will or wills that may have been previoxisly made by us during a period of tempo- rary optimism. We have no specific directions to leave concerning our funeral, but we do hope you will come prepared to praise as well as bury us, forgetting the trifling faults that may have been ours and remembering only our manifold and remarkable virtues• We feel that our brilliant record and our unusual achievements will live after us, but, not wishing to take any chances, we suggest that a tablet, on which shall be Inscribed our several names and a few of our most astounding deeds, be purchased and placed in the auditorium of the school in a position where it will strike the eye of all who enter. And in this manner do we dispose of our possessions; I, Clifford Belcher, will and bequeath my yearn to raise the younger generation right, to Richard Eddy, and Tommy Joe Mitchell. I Joyce Trowbridge, will and bequeath my strong desire for the weaker sex, namely men, to Francis Penton and Elvana Coffey . I, Ilene Pled, will and bequeath my ability for getting out of tough situations in the lower end of the school building to Joy Brisbois and Kenny Olsen. I, Bonnie Mae Keerins, will and bequeath my fashion- able figure and modest temperament to Wanda Rider and Wi3xi fc. Cunningham • I, Herbert McGetrick, will and bequeath my smooth, winning way with the women to Bud Lohf and Darrel Van Lauwen, I, BLrnie Carson, will and bequeath my weakness for brunettes and my favorite expression how should I know to GLenn Gray, hoping he uses it to full advantage.

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CLASS POJt: BY THE SEA Down by the rocky shore of the sea Where the breakers dash and roar; It was there that I used to sit and dream And watch the seagulls soar. It was there that in the springtime I used to go down to the beachr It was there that I used to go fishing .And I always expected a cratch. Every day now I can hear the sea And the gull. If I listen right well And at night there are other strange sounds mixed in I can hear then from my barbed-wire cell. For I am a prisoner of war in Japan And, Oh how I long for the day When I am taken back to my little home In the good old 7. S. A. I will walk again down to the sea And watch the breakers roll in I will walk in gardens by my little house, So glad to be home again. I will watch again the seaguls soar. And the fish jumping out of each wave: And if I look toward the village I can see our flag Flying over the home of the brave. Now and then a plane flies across And it s3ar s the duck from their bowers And I bless the day that I was borm in this land This beautiful, fre9 land of ours. Clifford Belcher

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properly used, will insure him against nervous breakdowns re- sulting from overstudy. To the laziest member of the Senior Class-to-be. Bill Hyde, we bequeath Glen Chandler’s ambition. If it is combined with the laziness previously mentioned, the result will be normal activity. We give and bequeath to the Junior Class our well- known nerve, which they will need next year, and all the ex- amination questions we have been given during the past year. We believe that an examination, like history, often reoeats itself. The answers, never owned in entirety, have long since been mislaid by us and are not included in this Will. To our good friends, the Sophomore class, we leave our patience. It will be found useful as the only means by which they can endure the next year’s Seniors. To our dear Janitors we leave the peaceful quiet caused by our absence and any apple cores, wads of gum, or crumpled notes we may have left about. To our principal we give and bequeath a sense of re- lief that we have at last been graduated, pleasant memories of our four years together, and a feeling of pride in any great deeds or noteworthy glories—If any--will owe much to his ex- ample and counsel. To our tea hersjwe bequeath our valuable sense of humor, without whi ci wdVshould have found school life painful indeed , and which wfl much to make it endurable for them. To the Juniors, we give, reluctantly but of necessity, our maxi tie of dignity. We realize that the class can never fill it but, since it Is expected of them, our advise Is, nGrin and wear it. Beside these bequests, we leave our best wishes to any and all who may desire them. IN WITNESS WHEREOF, we the class of 1947, the tes- tato», have set our hands and seals on this 29th day of March in the year of 1946. (SEAL)