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

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We Bequeath I, Robert Andersen, do leave my ability to get 5 A's to Kay Nelson. I, Jeanette Berry, do leave to Linda Jaques my height and my place in the back row in chorus. You'll find you can get away with all kinds of things back there. I, Marlene Cox, do leave Patti Andersen my ability to get home projects in on time in Home Ec. I, Sally Dabler, do leave to Betti Andersen, my dancing ability. I, Ken Drayton, do leave Richard Van Bevern my ability to grow a long mustache without any effort at all. 1, Mannie Eickmeier, do leave my school ability to Dave Michlig (academic ability). I, Maxine Fisher, do leave Rosalie Snodgrass, my ability to hang on to one boyfriend. I, Ethel Hartz, do leave to Beverly Bruhn my share of Hunter's Stew in Home Economics class and any other concoction you can think up. 1, Dave Jacobson, do leave Bill Chesney my outstanding ability to play pool and to win consistently. I, Marlin Jensen, do leave my overused English book to Joan Neidetcher. 1, Richard Johnson, do leave to Edith Mueller my charm and pleasing personality so that she may marry the most handsome boy in her class. I, Ethel Hartz, do leave to Beverly Truedson, my ability to try not to blush. I hope you do better than I have. I, Kerry Krebs, do leave Beth Swanson my ability to write Dragnet stories for Mrs. Yates. 1, Bill Martin, do leave to Kate Miller my ability to get good grades without working. 1, Maxine Fisher, do leave to Marilyn Vetter, my ability to giggle, and I really know how. 1, Harold Metz, do leave Richard De Brock my ability to keep quiet in class. I, Jeanette Berry, do leave to Rita Cooksey my ability to cut up in class and still stay in Honor Society. Be careful Rita. I, Perry Nelson, do leave to Stan Thorp all my auto troubles. I, Bob Nelson, do leave to Ronnie Nordstrom my ability to get along with Mrs. Yates in English class. I, Gerald Pierson, do leave to Elaine Hartz my ability to reach the state vocal contest my senior year. 1, Marlene Cox, do leave Pat Brigham the eraser 1 used so little in typing. I, Bob Smeltzer, do leave my ability to keep from being caught when skipping school to Dennis Anderson. I, Larry Sugars, do leave Marshall Kinsley my ability to get to drive to school every day. I, Larry Woodley, do leave my ability to get along with all the teachers to Theora Wiseman. 1, Sally Dabler, do leave to Marlene Fordham, the use of my old cheering outfit; I hear yours is wearing out, and there is still a lot of good left in mine. Looking ahead This is the city -- Manlius, Illinois. Due to the vigor and vitality of the class of 55, it has grown to a modern metropolis. But as in every city, there is some crime. My job is to take care of this problem -- I'm a cop. My partner and I were out on day watch division. Our captain had given us a very tough assignment. We were to try to find our old English teacher and senior class sponsor, Mrs. Yates. She had last been seen leaving Princeton in her little Blue Bel Aire. We began our search at Bushell's Pool Hall. As usual there were the same old pool sharks, Kennard, Bob Andersen, and Bob Smeltzer. These boys were now wealthy citizens of our county. Ken was raking in money from a string of schools for training janitors. Kennard got a lot of practice slaving away keeping the place tidied up when we were in school. His school's motto, is, We sweep you off your feet. Bob Andersen is now a famous veterinarian who has discovered a way to raise sheep with plaid wool, and Bob S. owns and operates Manlius Township's first and only push-button farm. By pushing a button or turning a dial, Bob feeds the stock, and gets malted milks straight from the cow. He also has a new strain of Hampshires with two white belts. They said that they had heard nothing of the missing person, but told us to try New Bedford for more information. We decided that the best thing to do would be to visit each of our old classmates, for they might know of her whereabouts. Our first encounter was with Perry Nelson. He was standing on a soap box in Tailholt Square giving a lecture, How to Doze. Our sleepy classmate, Perry, won the award of National Dozer by falling 18

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LARRY WOODLEY Mason City 1,2; F.F.A. 3,4; Band 4; F.F.A. Secretary 3, Reporter 4; One-Act Play 4; Senior Play 4, 17

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asleep in 12 seconds in a boiler factory. We then visited Harold Metz and Larry Woodley. Harold is now a western cattleman who coaches Roy Rogers on the fine art of acting in western movies. Harold always did love those cowpokes. He told us that we could find Larry at his mansion. Larry had been hailed as being a great helper of the human race. His book, How to Control Your Temper, is a best-seller. Larry cured himself by blowing his top for 40 days in a row until he just couldn't get mad anymore. As we moved through New Bedford we met a large family following a young couple. My partner recognized her as being Maxine Fisher. Max had married and had a large family to care for, but she said that she still was the state's crocheting champion. Maxine turned out 40 pairsof bootees and a tablecloth in two hours to win the title. She got the experience by crocheting in study hall. Max suggested we stop in and visit Ethel Hartz. Ethel is famous for her well-known home. Stable Haven. She now owns more than 500 horses and gives riding lessons. She also has a good side business of selling liniment. As we traveled through New Bedford we gained more information leading to the missing persons case. Larry Sugars, who had broken the trans-continental record for semi-trucks, is going to try to win the Pan-American road race next year. We also visited Bob Nelson, who owns C. Robert Nelson Productions in New York City. He stars in as many of them as he can, but producing Robert Nelson Presents every Monday night on TV keeps him quite busy. As we were not able to gain too much information from some of our old classmates from New Bedford, we got into our Manliusite Jet Police Car and headed back for Manlius. By the way, our squad car, the Manliusite Jet, was built by Marlin Jensen. Marlin always had the talent of working with old wrecks and coming up with a beautiful sportster. We had to have a faster car than what Martin's garage was selling. Bill had worked as a mechanic at Schmidt's during his high school years, and now owns Martin's Super Garage. As we entered Manlius, we saw a large restaurant, with a sign reading Johnson’s Jive Joint. My partner suggested we stop to see the proprietor. We entered and saw Dick Johnson sitting behind the counter. Dick had changed considerably. He had been an athlete during his high school days, but due to the outstanding food he served, something had gone to pot, and it looked like his stomach. We learned that he also ran a mortuary on the side. He likes the mortuary best because, as he says, his customers don't talk back. Dick's motto is. We build them up and let them down. We recognized three others of our classmates. There were Gerald, Mannie, and Marlene Cox. Gerald sings part-time as a replacement for the Singin’ Sherrif. His main profession, however, is being stage manager in C. Robert Nelson Productions, just like his high school days. Mannie had recently been causing a big sensation. As Muscles Eickmeier, he had beaten the record in the Olympic Games for the shot-put. We learned from Marlene that shehas Mr. Viane's old position of teaching business in Manlius High School. We left Dick's restaurant. As we turned the corner of Davidson and Vine Streets, we came upon this beautiful brick bungalow. Adjacent to the bungalow was a patio where we saw Sally hanging out diapers. She surely has a nice home and two lovely children. Did I say two? Sal told us she thought there were ten at last count, but had them numbered instead of trying to remember their names. It was Sally who gave us the clue as to where we could find Mrs. Yates. She said that at 8:45 A. M. she had seen her squeal her tires around the corner. We went back to her old haunting grounds -- Manlius High School. We entered the familiar brick building and began the short flight of stairs leading to the upper story. We walked into the English room without being noticed by either Mrs. Yates or her student. Immediately we recognized the student as being Dave, son of Julian, or our old pal, David Jacobson. Mrs. Yates was evidently brushing him up on some of his grammar. David always did have the bad habit of saying ain't got no, but Mrs. Yates was still trying to teach him. We questioned the party of the missing persons case and found that she had left Princeton without telling her landlady, Mrs. Small, where she was going. Trial was held to and for the county of Manlius. The jury made up of 12 members of the Class of 55, sentenced Mrs. Yates to join us on our 25th class reunion. By the way, my partner, Jeanette Berry, and 1, Kerry Krebs, also have other jobs besides working part-time for the police department, Jeanette is a famous home economist who has put out a cookbook telling how to get meals by using as few dishes as possible. She never did like to do dishes. As for me, I have a big night club and hotel on 2000 acres of beautiful farm land overlooking Green River. Red Devil's Lake is an outstanding feature of my hotel, for I feature there 2000 Egyptian dancing girls, and a complete 32 course meal for only $59.50. So we say goodbye to the class of 1955, and hope that if we look up our classmates in another ten years, they willhave expanded the town of Manlius to such a size that we’ll be quarreling with Chicago over which city is the larger. 19