Madison High School - Mahisco Yearbook (Madison, IN)

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4, Class Will We, the Senior Class of 1945 being of sound minds and bodies, and of generous nature, tio hereby designate this as our last will and testa- ment: I, Kingsley Greiner, do will my ability as an artist to anyone who wants a lot of work next year! I, Dale Murphy, will my title as the Harry James of M. H. S. to Mary Louise Naill. Let's hear some jazz! I, Vera Mae Jones, will my good nature to the typing classes. Now, laugh when you hit the wrong key! I, Helen Frances Ricketts, will my know- ledge of the Insurance business fGautier's, of coursej to Chucky. Remember, Chuck, I didn't say my job! I, Faye Winn, leave my ability to keep 'em guessing to any gal whose life's an open book!! I, Katherine Hughes, do will my Vevay boy- friends to next year's junior girls-on one con- dition, that they leave a couple for me!! I, William Ralph Pfister, will my technique with the Freshman girls to Phil Cole. Why waste gas going to Hanover? ' I, Clem Hoffman, leave my prominent place in the Hi-Y Club to John. The name Hoff- man must be remembered in M. H. S.! I, Morris fMidgej Loekridge do herebv leave amy interest in the White Star Line to Norbert Maddox. That should solve the transportation problem to Shelbyville, Elwood, North Vernon, and other points, Norb. I, Ronald Potter, leave my position at Har- per's Drug Store to Emfett Kelley during my visit with Uncle Sam. After that, Emmett, you may be my assistant! I, Everitt T ' Harrell, do hereby will my way with the Hanover frown, not college! women to Robert Houze. With Hanover add- ed to your list, Bob, you'll have women all over the country!! I, Bill Sauley, will my ability as a baseball player to Harold Muncie. I'll keep mv exper- ience with the Louisville Colonels. A guv's got to have something to talk about! I, Cnr! Schnebelt, do hereby will my .ill- around popularity to those who find it difficult to make friends. You know, the best way to have a friend is to be one! I, Annabelle Manaugh, do hereby leave my faithfulness to one boy to Ruth Irwin. Now you'll have to decide between Buddy and Scag. Ruth! I, Tommy Coppage, do will all of my p-mer routes to Bob Cheatham and Bill Lohrig. Now you can really go into the business! I, Richard Alexander Klein, do will one of my many identification braclets to anyone who wants it. Now, Mary will have to purchase another! We, Norma Hassfurder, Norma Siefcrman, and Anna Mae Phagan leave our ability to get jobs in Washington to anyone who wishes to see the country! I, Patricia Hill, do hereby will my job as Morris' candy girl to Rita Stolte. The secret of that job is to be able to keep thin. Let's see you do it, Rita! I, Mary Margaret Scott, do leave my big brcwn eyes to Nancy McKay. Here's hoping they get you the results they've gotten me! l, Paul Peddie, will part of my clothes to my sister Suzanne. Now, Susie, will you stop bothering me??

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Class Prophecy continued Before we knew it we landed at Mary Ellen Bailev's famous Chinese Restaurant in Hollywood. Right next door, stood California's leading Barber Shop. Now wasn't that strange?? Suddenly we noticed and recognized the famous hoofer of Screenland, Gvnsy Annabelle Lee, alias Manaugh. Miss Lee greeted us warmly, including our navigator, whose offer of a carrot she refused. Having obtained a pass, we proceeded to investi- gate the interior of a movie set. Mary Margaret Scott and Jessie Seigel were making their fourth movie for the National Barn Dance program. They were re- commended for the above mentioned program by that ace of radio, -lack Burkhardt. He knows all, sees all, and tells everything. By the way, to the radio aud- ience, he's known as Walter Windshield. We dined at the Mocambo with that super slueth. Janet Cofield. She executes her criminals first and then proves them guilty. Eleanor Evans, Jose lturbi's student, was the pianist with Loleta Mason's All Girl Orchestra. Loleta ad- mitted not being able to read a note of music, but she really did thingswith a baton. The chief cook at this famous restaurant, we dis- covered, was Merrill Stephanus. Norma Faught was being helped off of a float after being crowned the 1955 Orange Queen, by that great lover of the screen, Tommy Copoage. We got in- volved with a revolving door so we couldn't congrat- ulate her. Next stop. Hawaii! We were attracted to one small island village that looked more peaceful than the others. Under a cocoanut tree we found T. Harrell, sprawled out, sipping his favorite drink, Dr. Pepper. T. explained that he was a permanent guest of George Kalb, who owned the island. Before we could ques- tion him further, T. dropped into a peaceful snooze. Retiring on the beach was Mary Evelyn Waas. My goodness! Could it be? Yes, she had let her hair grow to the astounding length of six feet and had put Gravel Gerti-e out of business. Poor Gravel Gert! Hmmm. The next place looked familiar. Why it was home! and right below us was the little bunga- low of Mr. and Mrs. Gus Moorhead. Upon inquiry of Gus, who was minding the kids, we found that the Mrs. fMary M. Millsj had started a newspaper to rival the Courier. She always said she'd do it. Anne Eaglin and Winnie Robinson waved to us from Inglis' delivery car. Now co-owners of the drug store, they made their own deliveries to assure satisfaction. Headlines in the local paper stated that Teddy Wil- kins, that greatest of great scientists, had discovered the eighteenth vitamin . His discovery was bound to revolutionize the world of science. The Sports Page pictured Midge Lockridze as America's foremost professional basketball player. He is marveled at by all because of his stature and speed- iness. The navigator cranked the straws of our broom and we were off again. This time we landed in front cf a building only too full of memories for us. Good old Madison High School. Patricia Hill, who had taken Mrs. Reul's job when she quit to devote all her time to George Marvin, showed us to Mr. Salm's oflice. We were a bit surprised to find, instead of Mr. Salm, Clem Hoffman and Ronnie Potter in the office. They informed us that Mr. Salm had hired them as his assistants because of their broad outlook on every matter. They further informed us that Carl Schne- belt, now Superintendent of schools, couldn't make a move without consulting them. While at the Skating Rink, watching Vera Mae Jones, the champion roller skater of the world, we heard the roar of an airplane motor. This of course was Kingsley Greiner,-winner of the Transcontinental Air Race of 1955, in her plane. Her co-pilot was Glenford Horine, who had made history with his parachute maneuvers. At the local air field we bumped into Bob Smith who owned a chain of grocery stores, talking to Charles Bennett, a very good mechanic. We decided to take in a lecture at the court house, given by that famous woman doctor, Dorothy Born. On the way we noticed a large ad for Kreml Hair Tonic, which featured the likeness of Delbert Walters. The Ohio theatre advertised for one week only a news reel of that famous Secretary of State, Bill Butler. We tuned in station F. N. E. on our radio to the broadcast of Buster Powell's wrestling match. Buster. the defending champion, was favored to win. The voice of the radio announcer could be none other than that of Helen Frances Ricketts, broadcasting a blow by blow description of the match. The fans are cheering and above them all we hear the voice of Pansy McLaughlin. We'll bet his wife, Mvrtle 'Ship- leyl is with him. Our broom gets us to Madison Square Garden just in time to see Buster's petite trainer, Lucy Cain, climbing in the ring with a towel. There are only two more names on our list now. Zona Kleopfer and Norma Hassfurder. They reside permanently at a large private home about one half mile from North Madison. We believe the name is Cragmont. As our broom took us homeward we could not help but think how well our class had turned out. No matter what others may think, we'll always be proud of the Class of 1945 because we think we've got tht- stulf to carry on!

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Class Will continued I, Elizabeth Potter, do leave my position in the front of the graduating class to next Year's shortest senior! I. Corinne Lyon, will my ability to get dates anytime I want them to you poor, forgotten fc:- males. This should sustain you until the war is over and all the men come back! I, Mary Ellen Bailey, do hereby will Cassidy's Barber Shop to anyone who wants it. However, the barber doesn't go with this! I, Charles Bennett, do will my ability to get sweet music from a sax to Scag Kahn. Watch 'em swoon, Scag! I, Mabel Goins, bequeath my daily letters to anyone interested in good reading matter. What am I saying? I, Dorothy Born, do hereby will my know- ledge of science to next year's classes. Won't the new teacher be surprised? I, Glenford Horine, do bequeath my photo- graphy hobby to the Senior class of '46. Maybe this will come in handy come annual time!! I, Richard Irwin, leave my motorcycle to Frank Armstrong. This is a fast means of transportation to Indianapolis, Frolly! I, Mary Margaret Mills, will my technique in removing the bashfulness from the boy to Janet Kestner. Perhaps this will help with jimmy! I, Catherine Hill, leave my constant and ever-changing crushes to Barbara Ketterman. Maybe youid like a little variety, huh, Babs? I, Edward Bellamy, will all the girls of M. H. S. to all the boys of M. H. S. All I want is a carrott! I, Bobby Smith, will the Army to anyone who wants it! I prefer civilian life! I, George Powell Alexander, do hereby will my Irish accent to John Richert. You can use it on the college gals next year, John. It'll slay them! I, Arthur Tom Cain, do will some of my girl friends to my brother, Charlie. Not that he isn't doing all right himself! I, Norma Faught, do hereby will my original hair-do's to anyone whose worn theirs the same way for months. Give the boys a break, gals! I, Helen Marie Gans, do will m.y ready givgle to Beans Holsclaw. It's especially effective in the study hall, Beans! I, George Jones, will my title of the aspirin man to anyone with frequent headaches. How- ever, I'll keep the income for myself! I Mary Evelyn Waas, will my ability as a pianist, to Bill Moorhead. Now, maybe he can learn the rest of Anchors Aweigh! I, Bill Butler, will my technique with the women to George Wesbecker. With his and mine put together, look out gals, there'rc broken he-.irts ahead! I, Sondley Littrell, will my love of the weak- er sex to Joe I-Iill. Come on, Joe, give the gals a break! , . I, Jack Burkhardt, leave my thrifty habits to anyone who wants some extra money for a rainy day. By the way, the nickname Silas, goes with it! I, Phyllis Harlow, will my smile to Charles Herman Vaughn. Those Kentucky gals will love you now! I, Ted Wilkins, will my motor bike to Miss Sherman to be used for sound effects. Maybe you can make it work!