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

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ARTICLE VII We have found a few individuals possessing abilities and talents who would like to dispose of them in the following manner. I, John Curtis, will my athletic ability to Lynne Parks. I, Charles Brazil, will my quiet and rather timid disposition to Jeanie Lara. I, Jim Moulton, will my duel-carbed, twin-piped, molded 1942 V-8 heap to Colleen Ryan. I, Linda Collinsworth, will my size five and one half shoes to Dale McKrola. I, Terry Dolven, will my basketball ability to Phillip Moss. I, Joyce Van Arsdale, will my ability to blow my head off in class to Nila Pope. I, Walt Gray, will my heighth to the boy that needs it! Max Merrill. I, Marie Hendricks, will my ability to hate boys to Roma Smith. I, Bert Richardson, will my left-end of the football bench to Laurel Hendricks. I, Richard Hoare, will my quiet, polite personality in Mr. Loftons' mechanical-drawing class to Andy Kendall. I, Carolyn Edwards, will my bouncing walk to Rosie Edwards. I, Donna Owen, will my bermuda shorts to Mr. Judy. I, Mike McCormick, will my last love, Barb Bernhard, to San Francisco. I, Terry Karp, will my long steps to Patty Jo Walker. I, Hubert Thompson, will my ability to injure my legs to Jake van der Vlught. I, Wally Williams, will my broken down car to whoever wants it. I, Don Yokom, will my ability to tell ghost stories to George Sintay to Barbara Ledgerwood. I, Gene Lyman, will the trouble I have combing my hair to Irvin Olson. I, Shirley Pope, will my red hair to Arlys Anvinson. I, Elouise DeFoe, will my Southern Droll to Betty Scott. I, Fred Townsend, will my ability to laugh at anything to Wayne Barry. I, Dennis Smith, will the good qualities of the Republican Party to Jim Hicks. I, George Sintay, will my dancing ability to Ellis Twitchel. I, Cecelia Santos will my ability to get to classes on time to Pat Findley. I, Gay Rannells, will to Dorothy Erhardt my ability to fight and make up with my boy friend. I, Yvonne Periera, will my quiet personality to Janice Breck. I, Lon Pederson, will my ability to get along with girls to Jim Hawkins. I, Janet Loring, will Marian Arne to Bev Boe in hopes that she can take as good of care of her as I've tried not to. I, Jim Baker, will my oneriness in Bookkeeping to Bonnie Bringman. I, Roy Bearden, will my Klunk to anybody who dares to drive it. I, Virginia Robinson, will my chronic appendicitus to Jackie Arnett, as she's already had hers removed. I, Ramon Lara, will my ability to be true to one girl to Mike Farley. In witness whereof, we, the Seniors of 1956, do here and now, make our last will and testament. ATTESTED SENIOR CLASS OF 1956 10

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LAST WILL A AID TESTAMENT We, the Senior Class of 1956, being in our right mind, do bequeath and bequit, give and get rid of, and leave...to put in our highly places the Juniors. ARTICLE I To the school in general: A. Several beat up books and new desks. B. Our wonderful teachers, may you treat them with all the loving care they have been accustomed to from us. C. Quietness which will fall in the halls when we are gone. D. Our picture in the hall in hopes that it will inspire other classes to do great things, also. ARTICLE II To the Juniors, we will the title Seniors and our outstanding ability to unrun the school. ARTICLE III To the under-classmen we will the obligation of educating the faculty. ARTICLE IV To the faculty we leave our profound sympathy at the grief caused them by our departure. ARTICLE V To the cook, Rosetta Watkins, we leave our gratitude for the wonderful meals we have had this year and many new recipes. May they help make many more classes satisfied in the future. ARTICLE VI To the custodians, Mr. and Mrs. Roy McIntyre, we leave the building and the future Senior, Junior, Sophomore, and the Freshmen classes. May they make your work enjoyable. 9

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PROPHECY Dear Marie: The funniest thing happened the other night, I was sitting around in my mansion, old GUHS, and who should show up but our class of 56 . They figured this was the best place to have a reunion. Of course, I was in my usual levis and sweat shirt tinkering around in my brewery and having a high old time. The first arrival was Roy Bearden and Gay Rannells, husband and wife, who are scientists since Roy discovered how to use Mexican jumping beans in cars for gas. I guess they're really running a jumping business. Fred Townsend, who is now Drake Atlas , the weight lifting champion of the world came with Lonny Pederson, who is Fred's manager and on the side designs chairs to keep you awake while you think. Wally Williams from Washington, D. C. , where he has been accounting for LeRoy Smith, came with his pencils and paper in case the President should want him to do some accounting. Ramon Lara and his wife Carolyn Edwards, came in with a sample of Ramon's latest invention-whiskey flavored tooth-paste. The main reason for his invention was to keep Carolyn happy while she brushes her teeth. Next to arrive was Mike McCormick in his beach togs. He has been combing the beaches for Barbara Bernhard who got mixed in with Richard Hoare's Heidelberg Highjackers. Terry Karp who is now working for Purgitory Inc. , drove up in his black hearse. He had just delivered a few passengers, among them were Albert Richardson, his wife, the former Joyce Van Ars Dale. They had been to the Metropolitan Opera House where Virginia Robinson, who recently married the famous I. M. Offkey, was performing, when she shook loose a chandelier and it fell on them. Terry Karp just informed me that Cecelia Santos is his best assistant in all his undertakings. Charlie Brazil always wanted to be a big time football star. He said that he is working in a fish-packing plant, and every once in awhile he makes a fancy pass with a frozen salmon. Don Yokom reported that he had been kicked out of the Blue Spots orchestra for making stew in the Kettle-drums. Hubert Thompson and his motorcycle are now big stars of the movie reproductions The Wild One. We were wondering if the Air Force had developed a jet car by the noise when Hubert drove up. Terry Dolven, who everyone said would go places with his physical ability, now owns half the town of John Day and peddles around in his 2 cylinder car throwing pennies to the poor people. Rear Admiral Loren Wright has just shocked the naval world by ordering all ships sunk. He says that he could save the U. S. billions by harnessing whales. I hope he doesn't get into my brewery with those kind of ideas in his head. ii