Haslett High School - Dixit Yearbook (Haslett, MI)

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We, the Class of 1957, of Haslett High School, having waived examination, do hereby admit ourselves to be of sound mind and body, and thus, on this 7th day of June, in the year of our Lord, 1957, by this, our one, only and last will and testament, do hereby bequeath the following personal or real items: I, Nancy Ayers, bequeath my ability to chew gum to Ruth Runyon. I, Doug Beechem, leave my laugh to Duane Chambers. I, Terry Bachur, bequeath my ability to get my work done on time to Jonathan Soloman. I, Tim Bowers, gladly leave my curly hair to Archie Virtue. I, Wayne Brooks, bequeath my muscular build to John Ferrier. I, Aurora Cantu, willingly leave my accent to Judy Tubbs. I, David Childs, leave my ability to play football to Stuart Chappell. I, Judy Childs, gladly leave my love for Elvis Presley to Lucy Gurrola. I, Roberta Cole, gladly will my last books to Sharon Ries. I, Don Crays, bequeath my ability to do the Buzzard Lope to Bob Lerch. I, Darrell Dafoe, gladly leave my wavy hair to Ray Whitford. I, Ken DeLand, bestow my pull? with the teachers to anyone who can get it. I, Dick Dilley, willingly leave my geometry book to Bob Bishop. I, John Duncan, bequeath my ability to argue to Karl Smith. I, Gloria Dusek, leave my ability to start the car at the right time and place to Phyllis Nichols. I, Russ Fisher, leave my way? with Mrs. Smith to Gary Clever. I, Jim Fleck, bequeath the sole of my left shoe to Bob Morris. I, Sheila Fouts, willingly leave my Shorthand II book to Kay Pelton. I, Ray Hall, leave my ability to pass? a test without studying to Denny Flood. I, Pat Haruska, bestow my long hair upon Margie Griffin. I, Harold Hodge, bequeath my knowledge to Jim Emmers.

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C ong r at ulati ons to the Class of 57 From Congratulations and Compliments to the Class of ’57 E T OWN COMPANY 15100 Plymou th Road Detroit 27, Michigan Write for Free Samples LE CLEARS Seniors . . . FRED SPALDING, Proprietor 1619 Haslett Rd. - Haslett ED7-9820 Corner Haslett and Haslett-Okemos To the hard-working Seniors of Our entire staff offers congratu¬ lations and best wishes for the future. It has been a pleasure to serve you and we trust that this is only the beginning of a pleasant asso¬ ciation. Lansing’s leading photographers for over fifty years . . . the DIXIT staff and to all of the other members of the class of 1957 who gave up tJieir time and effort, I wish to extend my sincere appreciation; thanks for the help I have received. Without their assistance this book would not have been possible. Thank you. Don VeCasey Editor-in-Chief 1

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Wills (Con’t) I, Gary Honeywell, leave my 6’ 6 to Don Tabor for next years ' basketball team. I, Kay Kleiver, leave my innocent-looking brown eyes to Jacqui Perkins. I, Betty Lang, bequeath my innocent ways to Betty McCrary. I, Gerald Longcor, begrudgingly leave my Refresher Math book to Ron Ferguson. I, Lloyd McCumby, leave my driving ability and my car to Steve Baker. I, Dixie Miller, bestow my personality upon Norma Cole. I, Carolyn Morris, bequeath my shyness to Judy Cross. I, Lome Nichols, begrudgingly leave my flirtatious ways to Allen Lang. I, David Perkins, bequeath my Don Juan looks to anyone who needs them. I, Ruth Pettit, leave my natural curly hair to the unfortunate girls with straight hair. I, Paul Reid, leave my locker to the lucky Elton Tebo. I, Gretchen Schafer, leave my typewriter to Mr. Jappinga ' s office to Karol Buxton. I, Deanna Scott, bequeath my smiling brown eyes to Sue Sheppard. I, Junior Sherman, leave my blond hair to Bill Randel. I, Evelyn Simon, bestow my Jack O ' Lantern smile upon Nancy Baker. I, Joan Spalding, leave my successful wedding day to Danielle Ridenour I, Roily Tiller, bequeath my height to Robert Charles. I, Larry VanOstran, leave my ability to become engaged in my Senior year to Paul Simon. I, Don VeCasey, bequeath my College English book to Dick Imhoff. I, Frances Wells, leave my quiet ways to Virginia Casaday To the Faculty, as a whole, we leave a few more gray hairs, a few wrinkles and we hope, happier hearts. To the Juniors, we leave our dignity, initiative, and high scholastic stand¬ ings, hoping they will become worthy of these remarkable standings. To the Sophomores, our school spirit, pep, and our troubles (imaginary, real, or otherwise). To the Freshmen, whose goal can be seen afar off, our naive ways of getting along. The Best Yearbooks Are .TAYLOR-MADE TAYLOR PUBLISHING COMPANY DALLAS. TEXAS