Kouts High School - Kostang Yearbook (Kouts, IN)

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K O S E R I A IS We, the Class of 1928 of Kouts High School, of the City of Kouts, Porter County, State of Indiana, United States of America, being of a sound and disposing mind and memory and in good health, but mindful of the uncertainty of life, and desiring to make such disposition of estate as seems best to us, do make, publish, and declare this our last will and testament, hereby revoking all of our former wills and codicils. SECTION I. As a class, we feel satisfied that our greatest possession is our ability to successfully perform any duty or undertaking which may be thrust up- on us. Therefore, we (though rather hesitatingly, because we do not think it can be equaled), do give and bequeath to the present Junior class, our conceit and self-satisfaction, and the right to question or criticize any and all teachers concerning their grading standards, ability, or knowledge along any line. To the Sophomores we give the right in two years, to spend sleepless nights and to burn countless gallons of midnight oil in their efforts to pro- duce an “Annual” such as this of ours. (Note—It would be wise to begin now to collect ideas and oil). We bequeath to the Freshmen, the right to be Seniors (in due time), and to look up to us as the grandest, most noble, and most brilliant of any class ever recorded in the annals of the history of our school. We graci- ously permit said Freshmen to copy us as closely as possible and have for their goal a reputation like that of the Class of 1928. To the principal and the faculty, we, the Class of 1928, give our best wishes. May you have the pleasure of working with many more such brilliant youths (?) as we are. 19 2 8 1$ 1‘age twenty

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over a field. In a few minutes it had descended and as the pilot stepped forth, who should it be but Pinney Sommers. He was now a successful air- mail pilot, his route being between New York and San Francisco. Still, from those flames I could see great masses of something white. In a moment these masses of white had tapered down and then I could see a hospital before me. The scene changed to the interior of the building and there I saw the many thousands of patients being cared for, by the faithful nurses. Stooping over the bed of a small child I could see a nurse that seemed to draw my attention. Looking again I could see that this dark-haired nurse was Pearl Mclntire. Just as I was about to speak to her, the flames rose higher and the vision of the nurse vanished. The old logs did not stop burning, but seemed to say “Watch On.” I then could hear a sound which seemed like the roar of water. The sound became very plain and then a great steamship was before me. It came so near to me that 1 could see its passengers. Though the captain had his back turned to me, I could see him, a tall, well-built man. As he turned around, it was Kenneth Perry, just who I had expected him to be. The roar of the water grew fainter until it was completely gone. Again the scene changed and before me were thousands of people, moving hurriedly onward, until they approached a large theater. The lights flashed off and on. I could see the name of someone I knew. The lights flashed closer until the name of Maurice Pumroy appeared. In a few minutes it was revealed to me that Maurice was the leading character of the evening’s performance in a great New York theater. Again I could see many strange faces, and they were speaking a very unfamiliar language. Jack Dittmer was a professor in Hong Kong, China, teaching these people many things of which they were so ignorant. Before me I could see a judge pronouncing the winner of the world’s Corn Producing Contest. The one holding all the honors was Ewalt Jahnz, as he had produced the ten best ears of corn in the world. This corn had been grown on Mr. Jahnz’s farm, back in our old home town, Kouts. Again the scene changed and I could see myself as a gymnasium teacher. What could please me, Melba Rosenbaum more, than to spend my life in getting young folks interested in basketball and other sports, as this had been my lifelong ambition. —Melba Rosenbaum ’28. it 9 2 8 Page nineteen

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SECTION II. I, Pinney Sommers, bequeath my ability to study to Jack Kniesly. I. Pearl Mclntire, bequeath my ability to substitute for the teachers to Phoebe Warren. I, Jack Dittmer, bequeath my ability to play in the orchestra to Hugh Hough, my place in the chorus to Robert McSwaeney. I, Ewalt Jahnz, bequeath my ability to act as detective on the stage to George Rueger. I, Melba Rosenbaum, bequeath my ability of never quarreling with the teachers to James Prevo. I, Kenneth Perry, bequeath my ability of arguing over nothing to Ted Schroeder. I, Maurice Pumroy, bequeath my ability to get Physics to Lawrence Pumroy. I, Lawrence Knopinski, bequeath my ability to make my credits with- out study to George Rueger. I, Melba Rosenbaum, bequeath my ability of making a good impres- sion on the camera to Harriette Kneisly, (my better half). I, Kenneth Perry, bequeath my ability of getting A’s on all my themes to Barbara Spencer. I, Ewalt Jahnz, bequeath my ability to keep away from the girls to Lawrence Pumroy, and my surplus strength to Howard Murphy. I, Jack Dittmer, bequeath my seat to some noble Junior, and Ted Schroeder may have my ability of knowing where the Physics equipment belongs. I, Pinney Sommers, bequeath my unpaid debts in Kouts High School to Howard Murphy. I, Lawrence Knopinski, bequeath my ability to break Physics equip- ment to Jane Dittmer. I, Maurice Pumroy, bequeath my ability to get good grades in English themes to Fred Mamatt. I, Pearl Mclntire, bequeath my ability to get good grades in Algebra to Gladys Pumroy. Witness our hand and seal this nineteenth day of May, A. D., one thousand nine hundred and twenty eight, at Kouts High School, Kouts, Indiana. (Signed) The Class of 1928. 19 2 8 Pane twenty-one