Marine City High School - Mariner Yearbook (Marine City, MI)

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To keep her hair shiny And so s he 11 look real finey, To Gladys Elzholz , the St. Clair boyOs dream We give this jar of Luster Creame. For Rriscle Tyler , our 97 lb. weakling. Who never complains, tho 1 a miracle he’s seeking We have a horse pill the size of a quarter; When des solved in warm water, they make a fine morter. Shoddy Carman, tho 1 seldom is seen. Labors all evening over a ticket machine. And so, for when she relates, we give her with pride Two admiss ion tickets so she ! ll at last get inside. For Bernie Waelens we have some glasses. With the hope that they will show Our Loyal Wildcat where to go While on the field when tackling lassens. For Dick Walsh , the man of many orations, We have this soap box to stand upon While lecturing his grand -children On the art of laundering nylon. Because Alma Watson lives across the river. And you Ken Varndell , can’t rely on your liver, The Junior Class takes pride in presenting to you This brand new supersonic, Chief Waldo Canoe. For Joyce Carroll, who works in a restaurant And wears all of those hunter’s duds. We present this little salt shaker So she may salt her spuds. We give to Ginny Buckler To rouse up all her joys. This over-grown lasso To help her rope some boys.

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20 T° Cal Haale r , who I hope doesn’t think us cad. We give him a -rift that shouldn’t make him mad. For at his job the windows clean he must keep, And out of this bottle window cleaner he can seep. For Jean Hedt , who is always missing the bus We gTve her something to remind her not to cuss And, for this gift, I don’t think we ' re libel So, here it is Jean, a Miniature bible. To Ma rion Jones who has a giggly mouth We give her tHis gift so she can go South. To Paradise, she says. Where a boy is a boy and not a quack. Here it is , a bus ticket to Algonac. To a boy who really loves the game. Who plays it har, yet doesn’t win fame. T o Karl Kaltz , liked by all. We give this , a cherished baseball. To that red-headed lad, who lives far away. And in the summer probably pitches hay. So that all of his energy the sun won’t draw. We give to Lyle Kamme r this hat of straw. To Katherine Kreusel, the girl in the gilded cage, • e give her thTCs io she can make the theatre page. Although it won’t improve her beautiful voice, it’s agreed. We give it to her anyway, a package of bird seed. To Betty KcNlff , that talented artist. Who is a non believer of anti-socialist. To you, we aren’t trying to give the Bum’s ruah -- We Just want to give you this paint brush. Chloe Blythe , our scandal sheet Sditor-in-Chief , Has seen lots of happiness And a little grief. We are happy to present you with this pen. So when you’re far away at College, You can write us of your knowledge. To Elaine Turnbull , the typist’s dream. We give you this, funny may it seems. To use when your typewriter will not rush Here it is, a typewriter brush. To Ken Davidson , who surely isn’t a lug. We award you this sturdy, handy mug So when the weather becomes hotter, He can fill it with pure clean water. To Bernle Erdmann, that tall, quiet lad. Who - doesn’ t look merry and yet ‘never seems sad. We give you this to help you walk, A wooden cane made from an old tree stalk. To Shirley Bant ten , whose hair is curly We give you this to keep your teeth pearly. Here it is, and may it make you rate, A small size box of Colgate.

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