Jefferson High School - Jeffersonian Yearbook (Dayton, OH)

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Glafu Wd! We, the Senior Class of Jefferson Township School, County of Montgomery, State of Ohio, being of unsound mind and disintegrating memory after four strenuous years, do hereby make publish and declare this as our last and best will and testament, hereby revoking all former wills, bequests, and devises of whatever nature by us already made. To our highly esteemed Superintendent and Principal, we leave a new book of rules that this present class has labored over so faithfully for the past months, said book containing provi- sions for an increase of holidays to one, bi-weekly, changing the hour of opening of school to ten o'clock, instead of eight-forty-five, and closing at one, with two recesses fifty-nine minutes each. Said book also recommends the purchase of a silver waiter, on which the credits of pro- motion be presented to the pupils, instead of the old way of studying for them. Carl Adams wills his knowledge of sports to any of the boys on the up and coming Junior High Team. Russell Baker wills his black wavy hair and a bottle of dye to Charles Linebaugh. Faye June Bowman wills her way with the boys to Norma Peach. Jim Broadbent wills his ability to dance and grow a beard to Henry Wagner. Robert Collins wills his bushy eyebrows to Eugene Weaver. Ruth Ann Curry wills her great gum chewing ability to Wanda Schenck. Jack Cyrus wills his peculiar look to Bob Michael. Owen Delp wills his ability to speak before a group of people to Don Jackson. Virginia Downs wills her backwardness around boys to Janet Toms. Bonnie Eshbaugh wills her quiet voice to Georgia Nan Stebbins. To the Junior Class, following us, we do hereby bequeath our old seats, with the tacks that tear clothes, our lockers, which will not lock, our old books, with most of the leaves loose or gone, all the mistakes we made, and all the knowledge we failed to learn. Esther Emery wills her way of laughing to Beatrice Wagner. Harold Ferguson wills anything but his ambition and his Ford to Maynard Dils. Annis Foust wills her super-abundance of credits to anyone who needs them. Willard Foust wills his quietness to Charles Reedy. Jack Fout wills his pin-up pictures to Charles Lawrence. Ann Griffin wills her walk to Betty Land. Austin Harris wills his good speaking voice to Harold Metzger who's voice is still changing. Bill Hensley will his ability to study l6 hours per day to Paul Musselman. Miriam Hunn wills her blond hair to any junior girl who can't afford peroxide. Rosemarie Jonas wills her gift of gab to Marilyn Liston. Perry Lynn wills his ways with the teachers to Elwood Cooper. To the Sophomore Class we leave our quick wits, rapid elucidations, and, best of all, our ability to play hooky without having to make up double for lost time. Larry Marker wills his fancy burr hair cuts to Roberts Wrights. Katherine Metzger wills her ability to write poetry to Jean Forrest. Betty Mitchell wills her writing ability to anyone who is not able to read his own writing. Doris Moyer wills her short finger nails to Julia Shupert, better known as the claw . Bill Myers wills his cheering ability to Mary Jane George. Zelma Norman wills her ability to play baseball to Phyllis Starr. Stanley Peak wills his ability to tell tall stories to anyone who can use them. Joyce Pierce wills her smile to Frances Rettig. Adria Peffly wills her muscles to James Walters who can really use them. Glen Rawlins wills his eight months experience in the Navy to Cecil Henn to match Cecil's experi- ence in the Boy Scouts. Barbara Riley wills her excess weight to Betty Lou Flora.

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Glau Sang lTune - The Things We Did Last Summerl The way we'd joke and clown, The teachers we broke down, The way we caused such misery and strife, The things we did in high school I'll remember all through my life. The teachers we'd abuse, They never would refuse, To help us out whenever things went wrong The things we did in high school l'll remember all my life long. We always were the best, On early morning tests, The grades we got were never shown, But when grade cards came out, We'd always fuss and pout, The looks we got when we got home, Our industry to aid, Helped us make the grade, We always seemed to cheer our comrades on The things we did in high school, l'lI remember all my life long.

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01644 Wi!! Wanlmuecll To the high school infants lfreshmenl we leave our utmost sympathy and our ability to absorb English, science, math, and all those studies which are beyond the comprehension of their un- developed mental capacities. Byron Saul wills his Chevy to Lewie Wallace who wrecked his. Ellen Mae Shank wills her ability to flirt to Wanda Peak. Bill Stebbins wills his driving skill to speed demon, Leonard Riegel. Joyce Stuck leaves her scissors to next year's dressmaking class. Norman Troutman wills her red hair to Wanda Law. Bobbie Todd wills her ability to work for Mr. Becker to Phyllis Martin. Kenneth Weaver will his big feet to Russell Yeazel. Virgil White wills his broad shoulders to Jack Thomas. To this school, our beloved Alma Mater, in order to show our appreciation of all that it has done for us, l do, on this last will and testament, hereby bequeath the amount of ten thousand mem- ories, with which to erect a bronze table a lasting memorial to this Senior Class of l947. Signed this 2Oth day of May, l947. Salina elcwi poem ln scholarship there are none better than the class of '47. The teachers of our classes thought that they were in Heaven. In the line of intelligence there are none better, Why we can even read and write a letter. Through the years we worked out each problem step by step, But always came out knowing a lot less. The Class of '47 is packed full of sports, Why they play their opponents clear off the courts, ln basketball, baseball, and even in track, We've got talent to spare with a little slack. Our boys have a spirit of never say die, When the chips are down they let out a cry, Of Come on gang, give'er the gun. They play for keeps, not just for fun. Now, don't think the girls can't play, 'Cause when it comes to sports, they're not hay . They're rough and they're tough, but they play a good game, And if there's a fight, nobody's to blame. In tournaments of all kinds You'll never see them behind, So, you see our girls can't be beat, No matter what the line. The music department is full of charm, Although many of the members are fresh off the farm. Of course the Seniors make up most of the chorus, Why it would be a flop if it hadn't been for us. The band is really improved, But what will it be when the Seniors have moved . . . i