Hopewell High School - Memories Yearbook (Hopewell, OH)

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C L A S S W I L L We, the Senior Class of Hopewell High School, in the village of Gratiot, in Muskingum County, in the state of Ohio, being of sound mind and memory and considering the uncertainty, of the frail and transitory life, do therefore make, ordain, publish, and declare this to be our last will and testament: That is to say: To the juniors, we will our tact,talents, authority, and originality. To the sophomores, we will all of the gum thatexists under chairs, desks, and tables. To the freshmen, we will all the knowledge that we should have gained our last four years. To the Hopewell High School, we will all the happy, pleasant memories that have been our treasure through the last four years. To the Students: I, Margaret Ann Bishop, will my ability to get along with the Maysville School to the Hopewell School and fans, and my old clarinet reeds to Linda Hunter. I, Beverly May Bryslan, will m ability to get along with boys to Diana Swank and my Civics notes to Teresa D'Donnell. I, Judith Carol Buchanan, will m saxophone to my sister, Cheryl, and my old date book that was left to me by Mary Cochran to Brenda Robertson. I, Judith Kaye Cope, will my absent-mindedness to Shirley Miller and my poor disposition to Mr. Erwine. I, Julia Alverna Dover, will my ability to do the Cha-Cha to Janice Guixridge md my extra drum heads to Mr. Erwine. I, Elda Lee Fox, will my short hair to Mrs Koehler and my typing eraser to any- one who wants it. I, Paul Frecker, will m height to Charles Snider and my literature notebook to anyone who wants it. I, Jay Presley Grimes, will my position as senior class president to Kaye Gil- logly and my driving ability to my brother, Dale. I, Carolyn Lee Hendershot, will my red hair to Mr. Foltz and my typing ability to my sister, Frances. I, Linda Sue Hickman, will my silly ways to Mr. Swinehart and my shorthandnbtes to anyone who canread them. I, Grace Leota Higgins, will all the knowledge that I should have gained to my brothers, Gray, David, and Carroll and my faithful old typing eraser to Janice Gutridge. I, Sandra Sue Johnson, will my ability to just catch the bus to my baby twin sisters and my parking space that was left to me by Norman Kincaid to anyone who wants it. I, Shirley Mae Lanning, will my majorette doll to Mr. Erwine, my shorthand pen to Carol Taylor, and my bells to anyone who wants them. I, Lavern Pearl Merkle, will my ability to make errors in typing to whomever makes them, and m car to anyone who wants lt. I, Sharon Elaine Norris, will my height to Kenny Brown and my shyness to Brenda Robertson. I, Carol Jean Osburn, will my position as first horn player to Pat Sorg and my position as cheerleader to Lois Gutridge.

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I, Roberta Ann Pickens, will my position as artist for the school paper and annual to Regina Williams and my ability to get along with the teachers to Ronnie Morrison. I, George Dennis Porter, will my position as first trombone player to James Shlvers, ll bottle of slide oil to Robin Porter, and my desire to go with Mays- ville girls to Charles Snider. I, George Douglas Porter, will m position on the basketball team to mybrother, Phil, and my ability to get along with Mr. Swinehart to Dave Ankrum. I, Clifton Edward Powell, will my book of e ton Place to my cousin, Virginia Gard, and my ability to stay out of trouble o oe orman. I, Forest Arthur Roach, will my good driving habits that I received from Mich- ael Beardmore, plus some that I have added to Sue Ann Lucas. I, Lois Eileen Science, will my friendly smile to Eugene Coleman and my ability to get along with boys to Mary Lou Frampton. I, Sharon Sue Smith, will my ability to get out of class to by brother, Ronnie, and my leotards to Cheryl Ann Miracle. I, Shirley Ann Sorg,wlll my quiet ways to Sandy Haines and my reducing pills, which were willed to me by Doris Hayes to Billie Robertson. I, William McElland Taylor, will my curly hair to Mr. Foltz and anything else I have that anybody wants. I, Theodore William Roberts, will my cigars and bald-headed tires to Sam Paterson and my cool temper to Dave Ankrum. In witness thereof, we, the class of 1959 of the City of Gratiot, have sworn this to be our last will and testament on this day, the twenty-seventh day of May. Margaret Bishop Sharon Norris C L A S S S 0 N G Tune: nMy Happinassm N-ow we are leaving here. Leaving our friends so dear. Hoping happiness and cheer, will be with you. When this day has come for you, Lift your head and don't be blue. O-thers will follow you, xi 'Q :lil i!'l Q In Hopewell High. giiii '-'ll Ffh QQ So as we leave tonight, A-nd go ourseparate ways, We hope we'll meet again, A-nd talk of old Hopewell days. Now we sadly say goodbye. Lea-ving our precious highn. Please be kind and good to m Dear Hopewell High. Margaret Bishop