Loogootee High School - Black Gold Yearbook (Loogootee, IN)

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Ruth Simmons is now a very famous novelist. 1 certainly am glad she stopped writing pen- dantically. Darrell Swartzentruber is also writing these days....his own SAT tests! Roger Fox always tried to be first in everything. He carried that tradition to West Point. He was the first cadet ever to beg, on his knees, a General not to have a chemistry test. Terry LaMar is doing quite well. He owns the Playboy Club in Chicago and a sheep ranch in Montana. I can see a race track in my crystal ball now. It's the famed Indianapolis 500 and the cars are on their last lap. The winner is coming down the straight away. The official timer, Ernie Blank- enship, is waving the checkered flag. The winner is Martha Hoffman!!! You know, I can remem- ber when she practiced for this day around the streets of Loogootee. Now I see zinnias, hundreds of zinnias; why, it's Loogootee. Karen Fish and Jack Inman keep trying to get married, but everytime they get to the church, they have a fight. Abbie Fuhrman is in jail for resisting a policeman's son. Sharon Hoffman is the main sus- pect in a jewel robbery. It seems a valuable ruby disappeared and Sharon doesn't have an alibi. Eddie Fullerton and Joyce Walton both own trucks. Eddie's are milk trucks and Joyce's are pickups. Elsie Hembree is now the adult leader of Rural Youth. Cheryl Walton is now working at the Farm Bureau trying to pay for the scales. Keith Parsons is still looking for his Government Class Angel. C-H-E-R-Y-L. Terry Sutton is still making his trips to Alfordsville. Three of our classmates are local businessmen. Jim Hembree now owns Larkin Bros. Dept. Store. Steve Leighly bought Nippy's and changed the name to the Hustlers. Don Jackson bought Hindostan Falls and Road. He has made millions since he put in parking meters. Several of our classmates are affiliated with L.H.S. Becky Hanger and Karl Hoffman are still wandering around the halls. Nobody told them we graduated. Jim Stroud has just started his twelfth first semester of chemistry. Next year he is going to teach it. After the class trip, Kenny Woods took over the Math Dept. He is trying to teach Mr. Jones how to read graphs. Paulette Brandon is head of the P. E. Department. The only difference between her and Mrs. Stott, is that Paulette wears skirts. Our class secretary, Beth Smith, is in Madison Mental Institution. Just as the class boarded the bus for Washington, D. C., she cracked. She just couldn't believe the toothbrushes were sold and we had raised our $3, 000. Our dear sponsors, Mrs. Jones ami Mr. Clark, are still wandering around Washington, D.C. where we left them before traveling on to New York City. In New York my crystal ball gets hazy, but I vaguely remember a good time. Out of the haze comes something green; it's rectangular: it’s a Government workbook. Mr. Jones always said there was one still out. 25 By: Jeanne Baker

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 Senior ei CIA ropkecy This morning while loafing around my gypsy wagon, I think I'll look into my solid, plastic crystal hall to find out what my old classmates are doing. My first vision is Washington, D. C. in all of its inauguration gaiety. I can see all of the people talking about how great a job the planning committee has done. Who do you think planned it? Peggy Taylor and Sandra Carr. The crowd is silent now and Chief Justice, Melvin Harder, steps up to administer the oath to the new President.Tom Haste!! I It seems several of our old classmates are bopping around Washington, D. C. Abbie Arvin is head of the Peace Corps. With each passing day the nation draws nearer and nearer to war. In the House of Representa- tives it seems Janice Poling is really running the show. Representative Poling’s counterpart in the Senate is none other than her old buddy, Margie Souerdyke. Margie hold the filibuster record for the Senate. My crystal ball is now showing miles and miles of ocean. Land! Ho! In France Li Li Alcover is teaching L.H.S. English to the French. She says they are finding it difficult to master the terms, but think it is a real swingin’ lingo. On the dark continent we find Beverly Gregory and Phyllis Stallings; they are missionaries trying to convert the natives to their way of life. Maybe they were better off as cannibals. In Pakistan is one of the most up-to-date garages in the world. Miller's Garage, operated by none other than Carole Mauder. Her chief grease monkey is Kenny Seals. I see the Stars and Stripes flying over the good ole’ U.S.A. and now it is stopping in Holly- wood. Several of the Class of 1965 are here. Every time you turn on the radio, you can hear today's most swingin' group led by Dale Baker. They go under the name of Butadene Baker and his Five Isomers. Jim Chandler recently got an Academy Award for his performance in Sleeping Beauty. He played the Princess. Gary Cole M. C. 's a show called Slitn Time. Mike Craig finally got his life's dream when he made the Superman show, as Superman’s girl friend, Lois Lane. Phil Goodpaster is the class's only millionaire. He made his bank roll by creating the ani- mated cartoon Winnie the Pooh. Last month Mike Harbison was so bitter about being refused for pro basketball, he took an overdose of sleeping pills (or so he thought). They turned out to be vitamins and Mike now has his own team known as the Harby Globetrotters. Veda Jeffers is also in Hollywood. She owns the Beauty Shop to which all the stars go; Veda specializes in hair coloring. Donna Parsons is working in the Denver Mint. It seems to be a big secret as to which de- partment. My crystal ball found Larry Hotz in New York where he is making government workbooks off his old copy. Terry McKibben tried the Marine Corps for a while but got out quickly. He is now singing the lead in the opera Firefly. Barry Stuckey is now national director of the National Honor Society. Don Neukam owns his own factory and now is doing quite well making sponges; they're great for soaking” things up. Mike Bohlinger and Steve Page are st ill spending their noon hour in study hall waiting for the final e’cue. Besides sitting in study hall, Mike owns the Big Boy chain and still regrets the day they took the SAT test. Steve has a key factory specializing in Conference Room and Cafe- teria keys. 24

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tSenior (£la Will I, Eliane Alcover, bequeath my French accent to Susan Street. I, Abigail Arvin, bequeath my ability to upset Mr. ■Jones to Brad Gregory. I, Afra Arvin, bequeath my ability to go steady to Dee Dee Earps. I, Dale Baker, bequeath my Smithsonian Special to David Lett. I, Jeanne Baker, bequeath my third period snack hour to anyone lucky enough to get it. I, Ernest Blankenship, bequeath my ability to get admits to Mike Moffit. I, Mike Bohlinger, bequeath my technical fouls to Keno Frye. I, Paulette Brandon, bequeath my ability to get along with Mrs. Stott to Hope Arvin. I, Sandra Carr, bequeath my ability to ivrite love letters to Rose McGuire. I, Jim Chandler, bequeath fifty cents to Joe Livers for nose plugs. I, Gary Cole, bequeath my ability to get along with Airs. Williams to Cathy. I, Mike Craig, bequeath my bottle of Listerine to Ronnie Richardson. I, Alice Enlow, bequeath my ability to get a man to Marsha Tedrow. I, Karen Fish, bequeath my blonde hair to Cochise. I, Roger Fox, bequeath my ability to get buried by Mr. Jones to Terry Hasler. I, Abbie Fuhrman, bequeath my five minute breaks between fifth and sixth period to Linda Taylor. I, Eddie Fullerton, bequeath my worn-out blue jeans to Joe Livers. I, Phil Goodpaster, bequeath my ability to bat zero to Nick. I, Beverly Gregory, bequeath a pound of chocolate covered peanuts to Juanita and Janett. I, Becky Hanger, bequeath my ability to keep a ring to Boimie Truelove. I, Mike Harbison, bequeath my good times at Shoals to Joe Livers. I, Melvin Harder, bequeath my mechanical drawing ability to Joe Livers. (He needs it.) I, Tom Haste, bequeath my horseshoes to Bryan Gregory. I, Elsie Hembree, bequeath my front seat in Algebra II class to Theresa Vollmer. I, Jim Hembree, bequeath my ability to have car troubles to any sucker dumb enough to pay for them. I, Karl Hoffman, bequeath my straight shoulders to Mr. Jones. I, Martha Hoffman, bequeath my title of Tank to my sister Mary, knowing she will uphold the family name. I, Sharon Hoffman, bequeath my name of Hussy to Mary Hoffman. I, Larry Hotz, bequeath my government workbook to Mr. Jones. I, Jack Inman, bequeath my seat in study hall to Delmar Graber. I, Donald Jackson, bequeath my original jokes to Bob Jackson. I. Veda Jeffers, bequeath my love life to Robbyn Stoll. I, Margie Lagle, bequeath my ability to experiment in chemistry to Roimie Steele. I, Terry LaMar, bequeath my faggs to Mr. Sims. ( Chick ) I, Steven Leighty, bequeath my glasspack to Pat Pankey. I, Carole Mauder, bequeath my maps of Pakistan to Mr. Jones. I, Loretta Lundy, bequeath my secret boy frieiui to Mary Hoffman. I, Terry McKibben, bequeath my Firefly Union Card to Tim Blain$. I, Donald Neukam, bequeath my steelpacks to Steve Elms. I, Steven Page, bequeath my long pants to Mrs. Stott. I, Donna Parsons, bequeath my ability to succeed to Mike Moffit. I, Keith Parsons, bequeath my ability to play pool to Kenny Hedrick. I, Samira Pendley, bequeath my car horn to Vickie. I, Ruth Simmons, bequeath my height to Margaret Cox. I, Beth Smith, bequeath my middle name to Jo Kay Harkness. I, Marjorie Souerdyke, bequeath my government seat to Votuia Parsons. I, Phyllis Stallings, bequeath my lovely shorthand book to Mr. Heironimus. I, Jim Stroud, bequeath my extra one-half year of chemistry to Mr. Ackerman. I, Barry Studkey, bequeath my service, character, leadership and scholarly values to the National Honor Society. I, Terry Sutton, bequeath my good looks and poise to the next speech class. I, Darrell Swartzentruber, bequeath an extra 200 points off of my SAT score to anyone who needs them. I, Peggy Taylor, bequeath my ability to get a diamond to Jo Anne Neideffer. I. Cheryl Walton, bequeath my position as yearbook editor to anyone with a mouth loud enough to keep the staff quiet. I, Joyce Walton, bequeath my chemistry ability to Steve Elms. I, Kenneth Woods, bequeath my Scout to Neal Jackson. We, the Sponsors of the Class of 1965, bequeath all our tranquilizers to Mr. Jones. We, the Seniors of '65, bequeath to all the underclassmen as much fun as we have had during our years at L.H.S.