Manlius High School - Mirror Devil Yearbook (Manlius, IL)

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ROY MUELLER P, E. 1, 2, 3, 45 Chorus 3, 45 Paper Staff 45 F.F. A. 1. LOLA SCHMIDT Class President 1, 25 Class Treas, 35 Class Sec. 45 F. H. A. 1, 2, 3, 45 Chorus 1, 2, 45Junior Play5 Paper Staff 45 Pep Club 15 Annual Editor 45 P, E. 1, 2, 3, 45 Fresh- Soph Cheerleader 25 Accompanist 1, 45 Jr. Class Report er5 Senior Play. KATHLEEN SCI-IMITT Buda High 1, 25 F, Fl, A. 3, 45 Chorus 3, 45 P. E. 3, 4: Paper staff 4. NED SWANSON Football 1, 2, 3, 45 Basketball 1, 2, 3, 45 Track 1, 2, 3, 45 F. F. A, 1, 2, 3, 45 F, F. A. Treas, 2, 3, 45 Class Vice President I5 Junior Play5 Senior Play. LOIS VANDERMOON Student Council 15 F. H. A, 1, 2, 3, 45 Chorus 1, 2, 3, 45 Paper Staff 45 P, E. 2, 3, 45 Pep Club lg Annual Staff 45 Librarian 4. 7

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JOAN JOHNSON Pep Club lg Paper Staff 4, P. E. 2, 3, 4, Chorus I, 2, 4, F. H. A. I, 2. 3, 4, Class Secretary 3, Latin Club 4, Jun ior Play, Senior Play. HOWARD JOHNSON Track 1, 3, 4, Basketball 1, 2, 3, 4, Football I, 3, 4, Football Manager 2, Band 1, 2, 4, Junior Play, Paper Staff 4, P. E. I, 2, 3, 4, Boys Chorus 1, 4, Annual Staff 4, Senior Play. ROGER JOHNSON P. E. I, 2, 3, 4, F. F.A. I, 2, One Act Play 2, Track 3, 4, Band 2, Junior Play, Senior Play. MELVA LANG Pep Club Ig Paper Staff 4, Annual Staff 4, P, E, 1, 2, 3, 4, Chorus I, 2, 3, 4, F. H, A. 1, 2, 3, 4, F. H, A. Sec- retary 4, Class President 4, Student Council 2, Junior Play, Librarian 4, Senior Play. LUCILLE MICHLIG Neoga High 1, 2, Class Vice President 4, Student Council 3, F. H. A. 3. 4,Chorus 3, 4:JL1i1i0r Play, All School Play 3, Paper Editor 4, P. E. 3.4, Annual Staff 4, Senior Play. .Aw we A Mn' , - mg

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Senior Class Will We, the Senior Class of one thousand nine hundredfifty- oni, ds hereby acknowledge this document as our last wi an testament. I, Howard Johnson, will my beautiful, well groomed, curly hair to one, Pyles Gish. That should save you the price of a toni Gy es. I, Bill Gaunt, will all of my high school girl friends to one, Jerry Dabler. Time waits for no one, Jerry. L, Kaiileen Schmi3t,d:ill my ability to hook a man and eep im to one, u Cook. I, Melva Lang, will my duty as first period librarian to one, Janet Salnnann. I hope you achieve more than I did, Janet. We, Joanne Hurley and Lucille Michlig, will our two years of friendship and the suspense of each others plans and secrets to Joanne Hewitt and Norma Hartz. We hope you girls find yourselves as happy in each others company as we were these last two years. I, Howard Hanson, will my ability to get alon with girls, no matter who they are, to one, Robert Etherirfge. I, Roy Mueller, will my long letter list to one, Carl Gumfory I hope you don't get writer's cramp, Carl. I, Dale DeSkeere, will my ability to .get along with out-of- town girls to one, Robert Lind. Good luck, Bob. b. Fred igtgrs, will :hhirley Pont the latest joke book for igger an etter au s. I, Joan Johnson, will Minnie Hodge a book of stamps and plenty of stationery with which to write letters. Write to whomever you like, with the exception of one certain guy. I, Otto Dobbeke, will James Glafka more gas than his father can provide, so he can visit Wyoming more often. I, Robert Fox, will my old ford to Marjorie Eickmier. The springs are better in it than in your old blue job. I, Ned Swanson, will all my enthusiasm for sports, to one, Ronnie- Hewitt. Good luck, Ron, old boy. I, Roger Johnson, will my driving ability to one, Virginia Lundgren, Personally, Virginia, driving is much safer without a car. I, Joyce Engels, will Charlene House and Annevieve Sch- midt an orchestra to accompany them in their future singing careers. Good luck, girls. I, Lola Schmidt, will my deepest and most earnest secrets about Sheffield boys to one, Francis Coggins. I have my own ways of finding these things out, Fanny. I, Lois Vandermoon, will my ability to catch the school bus on time to my sister, Janet Vandermoon. Janet, you may also have my alarm clock that never seemed to work. I, Lucille Michlig, will Roberta Jamison a soft volleyball for P. E. class, so when you give it that terrific right, it won't thai so hard when it hits me. I, Joanne Hurley, will my flirting ability to one, Margaret Schnsitt. Variety is the spice of life, Margaret. fSo they say. We, the Senior Class, hereby acknowledge said will K0 be our last will and testament. Class Prophecy Christmas was approaching and I decided to entnist the management of my establishment, Engels' Home for Bachelors'-Young and Oljl, to my assistant and return to Manlius for the holidays. I arrived at the airport and was greeted by an old classmate, Howard Johnson. As we talked, I discovered that he is a mortician. He was returning'to Manlius after attending a convention where he demonstrated his deep- freeze method of burial. We boarded the plane and who should be the stewardess, none other than Lois Vandermoon. She told us that she owned interest in the Ford Corporation. Bob Fox, it seems, is a stock and bond investor in the same business. We took our seats and reminisced about our classmates. Howard told me that Dale DeSkeere was still trying to break Rip Van Winkle's record of sleeping one hundred years. Dale should be in pretty go'od shape after all the practicing he did during history class. As we flew over New Bedford, a snow storm forced the plane down. We decided to tour the countryside for any of our classmates while the plane was grounded. Walking through the congested throng of Christmas shoppers, we ran into a mink-wrapped blonde who was Joanne Hurley. She informed us that she was the gossip columnist of the Manlius Daily Blat and that Lucille Mich- lig was the editor. Both girls received their experience while working on the Manlius school paper. Joanne wanted to interview us, so she took us to lunch at the swankiest restaurant in town. The Console West. There we were greeted by the bustling proprietress, Melva Lang. She told us that she also owned a chain of drive-ins throughout the country. By the time lunch was over, the weather was clear. We returned to the plane and continued our journey. Without further mishap, we landed at the Manlius Air-- port. As we walked through the gates, a motherly woman struggling with two young Indians and laden with packages met us. It was the former Kathleen Schmitt who sa id she was going home after her last minute Christmas shopping. She never was one to do her shopping early. Howard haired ai taxi and we climbed in. Much to our surprise, Fred Alters was the cabbie. He'said he was running for President--president of the Manlius Liars Club. He was confident of this position since he had won the National Liars Contest. Furthermore his campaign manager was Jim Etheridge, a politician famous since his speeches in civics class in high school. We left the taxi and visited the site of the new high school. Here we met two class mates who had become teachers. Ned Swanson, after a thrilling college sport career, held the coaching position, He was still unmarried, so I presented him with my card. Ned also said that the athletic department was entertaining Otm Dobbeke, the famous pro-football player, at a banquet, Wealso talkedto Bill Gaunt, who is the vocational agriculture instructor. He agained the experience of teaching while substituting during his senior year. We left the school in search of Lola Schmidt and Joan Johnson, and met Admiral Roger Johnson of the USS Manlius, who was home for the holidays. Roger, although his ambition never showed, had joined the navv and was working to the top. He told us that the two girls, although married, were working in a downtown department store. Neon signs blazing out their wares greeted us as we neared the business section. One sign in particular caught our eye. It advertised Hanson's Cigars. Howard was manufacturing a cigr without ashes. In high school, he always left a trail of cigar ashes which he flicked on the floor. His, new cigar dispenses with this necessity. We finally entered the department store and found Joan and Lola's counter. They were working to help send their husbands through school. Lola gave up a concert pianist career to be near her poor husband. As a si delight, she gives crew cuts to the neighborhood ruffians. Joan is more fortunate. She holds stock in a bridgework factory. Suddenly we were interrupted by a commotion in the back of the store. The distressed manager was trying to brew a pot of coffee from week - old dregs. Ro Mueller never has learned the technique of using fresh coflfee when the coffee pot is empty. .After greeting Roy we left the store and separated to visit our own families. Joyce Engels and Howard Johnson