Hauser Junior Senior High School - Jetstream Yearbook (Hope, IN)

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Smoi Milk I, Tom Beeker, will my physique to Joe Moore, my table manners to Merrill Emerick, and my ability to drive to Dick Andrews and Don Trimbell. I, Melvin E. Blackburn, will my ability to play basketball to Jim Simmons. I, Gene Bush, will my ability to survive 4 years of math, science, and English to my cousin. I, Junior Calhoun, refuse to will anything because I haven’t anything to will. I, Dave Cobble, will my ability to get 3’s to Harold Sims, and my ability to keep cars to Jack Banks and my driving ability to Sally Compton. I, Judith Dewiert, will my position as Home Ec. comedian to Patti Paetzel, my deep voice to Carol Bense, and my slide rule to the waste Basket. I, Julia Dewiert, will my courage to have my hair cut to Rhonda Garris and my ability to give a speech without laughing to Terry DeBusk and Cynthia Holder. I, Ellen Drake, will my ability to drive without hitting anything except telephone poles to Zera Frazier-Bey. I, Mike Duling, will my ability to get 3’s to everyone in the school. I, Dorothy Dykes, will my ability to do everything wrong to everyone who does everything right. I, Gloria Jean Ever road, will my ability to get Business Math to Jim Lobdell, and my ability to get along with Jr. Calhoun and Edward Stone to Linda Beeker and Phyllis Walker. I, Tommy Flora, will my basketball ability to Merrill Emerick, and my speed to Ab Bey. I, Jack Franklin, will my ability to go on a date with someone without talking about another girl while I’m with her to D. V., and a dime and my class ring to Mary Lou Wilson so in 2 years she can call me up and ask me to go steady. I, Adella Frazier-Bey, will nothing to nobody, not because I am so stingy but because I’m so poor and need every little measly thing for myself. I, Margaret Ferguson, will my slim figure to Phyllis Walker, and my teachers to anyone who will have them. I, Betty Gabriel, will need everything I own in my future years, therefore I will no one nothing. I, Patsy Guthrie, will my school books to anyone who wants them. I, Sandra Hadley, will my ability to type to Donna Stader, and my bookkeeping text to anyone that will have it. I, Barbara Ann Harris, will my A’s to my sister Jeannie Harris, my ability to get along with the teachers to Virginia Ray, and my brother to anyone who wants him. I, Betty Hedrick, will my blonde streak to Mytrle McClintic and my ability to come to school 5 days in a row to Pat Sneed. I, Betty Herron, will my sweet tempered voice to Carol Bense, and my even walk to Diana Van Arsdall.

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to the wild sound of bongos, we realized that the Bearded Bongo Beater was our old friend, Larry “Boom-Boom’ Rednour. At his side sat Tom Flora and Virginia Moore, mumbling some way-out poetry. As we turned to leave, a rough-looking character ordered us to sit down. As we shakily obeyed, we discovered he was none other than Giant Jean Sneed, who had recognized us as his old classmates and wanted to chat. He asked us what we were doing now.and since this would have led to embarrassment, we quickly asked him what he was doing. He said he was happily married to Betty Gabriel and shared this thriving business with his cousin, Jeanette Sneed. He further stated that his chief cook and bottle washer was Franklin McClintic, a confirmed bachelor, even though Jeanette was trying hard. He then told us that his three most regular customers were Patsy Guthrie, Ellen Drake, and Barbara Simmons, who were working madly on their new novel, BEATNIKS AT HOME. As we sat, deep in conversation, a firm hand tapped us on the shoulder. With dreaded certainty, we turned to look into the stern and determined face of Melvin. Having had a quite satisfactory vacation, we decided to return with him, willingly. As we began our homeward journey, we passed three tired-looking men. After a closer look, we found them to be, Edward Stone, Robert Tempest, and Tom Trimnel. After Melvin’s consent, we were permitted to speak to them. They told us that they were engaged in an around-the-world hike, and had only 11,000 more miles to go. We wished them “good luck and fallen arches,’’ and then went on our way. Near sundown, Melvin finally allowed us to stop for food, at a roadside restaurant. As we sat down at a table, we were greeted by Adella Bey and Betty Hedrick, who told us they were the co-owners of this cafe and were very satisfied with it, even though we were their first customers in six weeks. After we had eaten, we then knew the reason for their lack of business. We started out again and soon found ourselves in front of our beloved home. Standing at the gate, waiting for us with open arms, was our new prison guard, Karen Jordan. Oh well, back to the rock pile.

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Smoi WdU I, Roberta Herron, will my ability to go with the same guy for 5 months to Diana Van Arsdall. I, Dorothy Hollman, will my sociology book to Carol Coy. I, Karen Jordan, will to Rudy Miller, my cousin, the ability to have as much fun as I have had, and to carry on the family name in style. I, Janet Lucas, will my long fingernails to Terry DeBusk. I, Janet Miller, will my height to Gloria Simmons. I, Mary McIntyre, will my ability to be stopped by a good looking cop to Earline Coomer. I, Franklin McClintic will my hunting ability to Bob Tempest. I, Jim Meier, will my sweet lips to Tamage Foster, and my curly hair to Thelbert Mings. I, Bob Moore, will my cousin, Dale Moore to Myrtle. I, Dale Moore, will my broken guitar strings and picks to Ronnie Hinton. I, Kenny Mote, will my bookkeeping book to anyone who thinks he is smart enough to pass it, and my ability to get along with everyone to Mr. Joe Dehart. 1, Virginia Moore, will my “nothings” to nobody. I, Morris Nading, will my parking problems to Russ Taylor, and my smoking habits to D. V. and Terry DeBusk. I, Delores Nading, will my walk to Shirley Bryant. I, Donny Norris, will my book and classes to Alvin Schafer. I, Barbara Owens, will my height to Joyce Mayes, and I will Mr. McQueen to the Juniors, and I hope they can understand Sociology. 1, Larry Rednour, will my Studebaker to Junior Calhoun, who needs a car. I, Garry Robertson, will callouses and TB to the next poor unfortunate bench warmer. I, A. C. Reeves, will to Coach DeHart, the blistered feet that I acquired during cross country practice. I, Carol Ponder, will the results of my Charles Atlas chest developer course to Carol Coy. I, Lynn Ray, will my pet peeve, Tom Beeker to Rhonda Garris who wants him so badly. 1, John Marshall Ray, will my ability to get out of study halls and classes to Karen Essex, and my student managers job to Karl Heilman. I, Buddy Rich, will my ability to get along with the teachers to Harold Sims, my ability to go steady with one person to Diana VanArsdall.