Laingsburg High School - Looking Glass Yearbook (Laingsburg, MI)

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Last Will and Testament of The Class of 1950 The constable leaned forward a little and peeping over the brass rims of his spec- tacles surveyed the row of specimens which lined one side of the village court-room. The old boy must have sat there in that dignified pose for a moment or so, his shaggy hair shot here and there with darts of white and his grey eyes almost somber in the light of the dusty lamp. “Folks,” he said slowly in his low, professional-sounding voice, “We are met on a sad occasion. A death is approaching with the new season--and as usual in a case of sus- pended animation the last will and testament of that party must be read. Thus are we assembled. Death has pounced upon the portals of L.H.S. and not with a futile punch. The door has opened and the Grim Reaper has stalked in to place the kiss of Caiaphas upon the wrinkled brow of ye of the Senior Class. The old man hesitated as if collecting his thoughts and after folding his hands before him upon the table once more, began. “Ye are the claimants of the woes and virtues of the most gracious Seniors, ye are the ones who claim to be the most benignly loved--so be it. This, successors of the departed Seniors, is the last will, the final testament of the vamoosed members of the class of ‘50. This is the obelisk of their fame, this is a mortal test of their graciousness, of their generosity, of their unselfishness. They who are to pass on into life’s Great Beyond, are dead here, while back in regeneration they are being born again across the Great Divide, born again as men and women, while back in the vale of the days of yore the corpse of the Class which has passed out withers into the dust from whence it sprang. They have not desired to take with them their many virtues of this epoch but rather have they bestowed them upon you of the Freshman, Sophomore and Junior Classes. They have left them that you of the great and glorious L.H.S. may crush them madly to your bosom and plant pink violets and golden daisies at the feet of the invisible monument raised to commemorate their passing. Thus is the graciousness, thus is the generosity, thus is the unselfish spirit of the departing Seniors demonstrated. And now kind sirs prepare thine ears for the reading of the last will, the last testament of those who will habitate the cloistered halls of the L.H.S. no more. “We the class of 1950, being of super-sound sanity, do make this our last will and testament, bequeathing to the benighted innocence of underclassmen the fruits of our Herculean endeavors.” It is the last wish, the last desire, the will and testament of the departing class of 50 that upon the dawning of that day when their cheerful faces no longer grace the halls of L.H.S. the following attributes of their nature be given as they shall will: To the Freshmen the Seniors in assembly having discarded all childish behavior, leave their special privileges (namely hair pulling, note passing, giggling and story telling.) To the Sophomores, haughty specimens though they may be, we leave the atmosphere of childlike bliss which our presence has bathed the barren walls of L.H.S. To the Juniors, and our hearts swell with pride at the thought, we leave the unparalled magnitude of the multitudinous successes of which we have been so famous. And the thousand and one other projects which only a Senior mind could originate. To the faculty, we bequeath our excess knowledge that they may pass it on to those in need. To our faithful custodians, Albert and Harry, we leave all chewing gum wherever it may be found so that they may remold it and sell it to dairymen when pasture is low. 20

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Our World Wide Trip Page 2 Due to financial circumstances, we ventured back to the states. Our first stop when we arrived back in the states, was at Pasadena, California. While in Pasadena, we attended the Rose Bowl. The Rose Bowl Queen was none other than Barbara Waterman. Most of her admirers were men but R. G. was on hand keeping a watchful eye on her. From California, we traveled on to Nevada. We visited the various factories in Nevada. There was one new factory just being built. We learned that the owners of this ‘‘Diaper Factory” were Dick and Mary Lou (Boulton) Doyle. From later reports we learned that their seven little boys kept the factory in business. We arrived in New York in time to take in the fights at Madison Square Garden. The big event of the evening was the fight for the heavy weight championship of the world. John Krebiehl vs. Ezra Charles. The odds were 5:1 against Charles. Hating to end our wonderful trip, we took in one last event at Detroit, the girls' big league baseball game. It seems that Donna Putnam’s dream had finally come true. She was now the manager of the only girls' baseball team to ever win the pennant for thiee consecu- tive years. Returning to Laingsburg, we visited L. H. S. for old times sake. There we found Diana Shue, teacher for the first grade. Diana seemed very contented with her profession, but we noticed her brown hair was slowly turning grey. At the end of our journey, we found ourselves very tired, but it was worth all the time and money we spent seeing all our classmates again. Senior Prattle NAME AMBITION CAUSE OF DEATH Edul Brewster Arnold Brown Barbara Croy Joel Gregory Lynn Guenther Sherwood Hunt Carleton Huff Harold Hurst Connie Holder John Krebiehl Nolan Lee Joyce Morris Donna Putnam Joan Powell Helen Rowley Diana Shue Mary Lou Bolton Barbara Waterman Phyllis Lile To become an A-l stenographer Larger feet To get an “A” in Biology To become an actress To grow that mustache To become ‘‘Model Husband To be a sharp-shooter To grow a Roman nose To take a rattle out of his car To become an opera star Work in gum factory The Presidency, at last First woman President To overcome a giggle To take a good picture To go on the stage To become a nurse Type 70 words a minute Date every night Writer's cramp Corns Received his “A” Sent to Hollywood Tickled to death Looked in mirror Buck fever Some girls waved at him Over work Hiccoughs Lockjaw Lost the election Sleeping sickness Strangled Shot by camera Stage -fright Spontaneous combustion Electric typewriter invented Lack of sleep 19

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Last Will and Testament Page 2 PERSONAL BELONGINGS WILL BE DISPOSED OF AS FOLLOWS: I, Lynn Guenther, will my unspoken thoughts to Sam Wright, I, Edul Brewster, will my ability to write shorthand and then read it to any genius who dares attempt it, I, Joyce Morris, bequeath my nickname, “Wolfy, to Richard Wert to use as he sees fit. I, Arnold Brown, leave my excess pep to “Kelloggs”. I, Diana Shue, bequeath my ability to drive a jeep to Larry Powers. I, Phyllis Lile, bequeath my dimples to Shirley Temple. I, Barbara Croy, will my office job to Jo Anne Waterous. I, Joel Gregory, Leave! I, John Krebiehl, leave the memory of myself on every seat which I have occupied. I, Harold Hurst, bequeath my ability to skip school to anyone with relatives on the school board. I, Mary Lou Bolton, leave my private parking space to anyone who can find it, and make proper use of it. I, Carleton Huff, leave the women, I didn’t want them anyway. I, Nolan Lee, leave for the U. of M. with my spelling book. I, Donna Putnam, leave my ability to get along with the Commercial teacher to Barbara Willard. I, Connie Holder, will my knitting ability to Connie Smith. I, Barbara Waterman, leave to join R. G. I, Sherwood Hunt, leave my half day of school to Wayne Basinger. I, Joan Powell, leave my honary position of editor of the “Looking Glass” to Rita McGrath. I, Helen Rowley, leave my busy love-life to Shirley Jaques. In witness of the undersigned we declare this to be our last will and testament. SENIORS OF 50 Mary Lou Bolton, Diana Shue, John Krebiehl, Lynn Guenther Honor Students Co-Valedictorian...............Edul Brewster Co-Valedictorian.................Joan Powell 21 Salutatorian Diana Shue