Lexington High School - Crystal Yearbook (Lexington, VA)

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Last Will and Testament I, Carol Adams, bequeath to my brother, Tom, my ability to brown nose my way through high school. I, George Ax, bequeath my seat in the Saturday night poker sessions to John Starling, and hope that it brings him luck. I, Doris Bane, bequeath my good manners to Calvin Jenkins. I, Bobby Brown, bequeath my artistic ability to Charlie Brown to keep the good name going. I, Bobby Camper, bequeath a pack of weeds to Mary Martha McCleur and hope that she doesn ' t get choked. I, Frieda Cunningham, bequeath to my brother Tommy my height because he needs it, and to my sister Phyllis my love for basketball. I, Paul Dale, bequeath my three periods in Miss Hamilton ' s room to anyone else who can take it. I, Ted Davis, bequeath to Sheldon Barnes my place at the scoring table. I, Billy Edwards, bequeath to my brother Ronnie my desk in Miss Adair ' s bookkeep- ing class. I, Jeannette Foltz, bequeath my shoulder for crying purposes to whoever will take care of Betty Agnor next year. I, David Foster, bequeath my 60-60 vision to anyone who thinks he would like to wear glasses. I, Phillip Hamric, bequeath my ability to call signals to next year ' s quarterback. I, Eleanor Hartless, bequeath my Algebra II grades to Ronnie Edwards in hopes that he won ' t be in that class two years. I, Deloris Hickman, bequeath to Kitty Paxton, eight hours ' sleep (which I never got) each night. 18

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Bill Bane is now working with the Schlitz Company in Milwaukee. While I was talking to Eleanor Hartless, who is now Secretary-Treasurer of The Perfect Circle Piston Ring Company, the room was filled with the squeal of brakes. We weren ' t alarmed, though, because it was only Martha Spencer arriving in her Cadillac Coupe de Ville. She soon scratched off again. She had to drive David Eisler to Richmond to deliver his speech to the Virginia Assembly. I then ran int o David Foster, who was working on combining Einstein ' s theory of rela- tivity with George Ax ' s improvements on the electron theory. With my head swimming, I left this erudite debate and proceeded to a group crowded around a boy in uniform and found that Ted Agnor had retired from the Marines at 28. Then I turned around and found Norbert Irvine, Paul Dale, Ted Davis, and Billy Edwards excitedly talking about the houses and furniture they had designed and built. Paul Penick, Mr. Basketball of 1965, and Deloris Hickman, Mrs. America of 1965, joined the group and I was crowded back into Phillip Hamric and John McClung, who were trying to figure out how many people could get into the room before we were asphyxiated. A little frightened by this, I proceeded to a group of girls consisting of Frieda Cun- ningham, Doris Bane, and Dixie Hinkle, who were dreading deciding what kind of drapes to put in the Blue Room of the White House, since they are the top Home Economic experts in the nation. Since it was now getting late, I found Bobby Camper, who had turned into a real ladies ' man, and asked him to escort me home to rest for another ten years before a class reunion.

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I, Dixie Hinkle, bequeath my ability to watch television and read at the same time to Judy Brads. I, Norbert Irvine, bequeath to the baseball outfielders and any catcher, those ole willow trees, go-man-go! Catch that one! I, Jackie Jeffries, bequeath my lessons in osculation, given to certain eighth grade boys, to Bettie Wayland if she can teach the rapid progressive method. I, John McClung, bequeath nothing since I am attempting to take it all with me. I, Charles Mitchell, bequeath my brilliant mind to Jackie Johnson. I, Ruth Owen, bequeath my seat in KAT ' s room to Joanne Sensabaugh. I, Judy Roberts, bequeath my good grades, none of the bad ones, to my brother, Jimmy, who from all appearances is going to need them. I, D ' ennie Sensabaugh, bequeath to my sister my last hectic year at LHS in hopes that she have as much fun in her math classes as I have in mine. I, Martha Spencer, bequeath the honor of taking Miss Adair and Miss Hamilton to the beauty parlor. I, Ruby Wray, bequeath my naturally curly hair to Kitty Paxton in hopes that she won ' t have to get any more Toni ' s. I, Jeanne Tracy, being of unsound mind and dubious intentions, do bequeath to Bettie Wayland my ability to write voluminously at 3:00 a.m., hoping that she will either make good use of it or take it away and kill it (preferably the latter). I!)