McIndoes Academy - Spitfire Yearbook (McIndoes, VT)

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CLASS WILL I, Philip Blanchard, do will, devise and bequeath my ability to flirt with girls to Billy Irwin, so that he will have more fun in the future. I, Patricia Bradshaw, do will, devise and bequeath my ability to be a good manager of people to next yearls senior class president, so that he will be able to handle the class meetings well. I, Dora Dargie, do will, devise and bequeath my ability to have such good posture to everyone and anyone who needs it. I, Mary DeRusha, do will, devise and bequeath my ability to dance so cute to Marilyn Paye, so that she will grow better through the years. I, Barbara Dickinson, do will, devise and bequeath my beautiful eyelashes to Betty Buskey, so that she will have an easier time flirting with the boys. I, Bessie Dunn, do will, devise and bequeath my ability to be engaged so easily to Linda Hufnagel, so she may go out more. I, Maxine Emery, do will, devise and bequeath my ability to play basketball well to Rita Hatley, so that she can play on the first team next year. I, Beverly Hadley, do will, devise and bequeath my cheerleading ability to Gloria Riff, so that she may be a cheerleader next year. I, Marilyn Hatley, do will, devise and bequeath my ability to study hard to Jimmy Slayton, so he can really accomplish things. I, Robert Hatley, do will, devise and bequeath my ability to be a lot of fun to anyone that wants to be popular next year. I, Reginald Hunt, do will, devise and bequeath my ability to be a real Cassanova to Leo Sheppard, so he will get around more next year. I, Phyllis Paradie, do will, devise and bequeath my ability of being liked to the Junior Class of '56, so they can get along with each other better. I, joan Scott, do will, devise and bequeath my ability to act well to any person who needs it. I, Robert Ward, do will, devise and bequeath my ability to know everything about business to next year's Spitfire editor and class, so that they will make the right decisions and stay out of trouble. We, the Senior Class of '55 do will, devise and bequeath our ability to get along with all the underclassmen to the Senior Class of '56, It's really easy, kids! MARY DERUSHA AND PHYLLIS PARADIE Tl?- Class Motto: We'll rind a way or make it. Class Flower: Red and White Carnations Class Colors: Bright Red and Silver 29

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CLASS POEM Reg drives a Chevrolet, so he can court, His girls both night and day. Here's a gal that sure is tops, For our class, Pat has done a lot. Anyone who is nice and pleasant like joan, Really deserves to be well-known. Dora is small, true, and fair, She's sure to get ahead without much despair Bessie is usually quiet and shy, That she's nice, you can't deny. Phyllis is a girl in business ed, Weire sure in this field she'll get ahead. Bob Ward is who we mean, When we say, he sure is keen! Maxine is ordinarily gay, For she awaits the fun of each new day. Barbie really is a scream, With laughter she's always seen. Of Marilyn we are all very proud, She is admired in every crowd. Bev is active and full of fun, And is well liked by everyone. Mary DeRusha we will soon see, A fine secretary, busy as a bee. With Bobby's laughter each day so near, We just forget our worries and fears. P. J. is like a bluebird in May, Flirting about happy and gay. We entered school in '51. Kind of timid, but full of fun. We worked and joked and played a bit, And were quite crazy, we must admit. In '52 we were more at home, And paid more attention to the comb. We were learning a little every day And of course were still really gay. It was back to school in '53, We couldnit seem to ever agree. There was this and that and everything, We could play ball, and of course could sing. For '54-'55 our last last year, With great abundance of good cheer. Here's wishing luck to every one, In all the wonderful years to come. BARBARA DIcKINsoN AND MARILYN HATLEY 28

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CLASS GIFTS PHILIP BLANCHARD: Here is a little girl to remind you of all the times you have picked on Patricia Bradshaw. PAT BRADSHAW: Here is a X-Ray camera to use when you get out of school. BESSIE DUNN: Here is a recipe book so you can cook Stub some good meals. MAXINE EMERY: Here is a service guy to remind you of Merle Fitzgerald. JOAN SCOTT: Here is a bus to take you to St. johnsbury to see your guy. BARBARA DICKINSON: Here is a memo pad to keep your dates in. BOB WARD: Here is a Ford truck to remind you of all the times you had to drive to see Dora Dargie. DORA DARGIE: Here is an Oldsmobile to remind you of all the times you rode in one. MARILYN HATLEY: Here is some note paper to write that certain Woodsville guy. PHYLLIS PARADIE: Here is a beach-wagon to remind you of that Woodsville guy. MARY DeRUSHA: Here is an alarm clock so you can start your day off early in the morning. ROBERT HATLEY: Here is a joke book so you wonit run out. BEVERLY HADLEY: Here is a house to start off your married life. REG HUNT: Here's a little gift to remind you of all the good times you had with Donna F. 1i- WHERE NOW THE ROSES GROW I remember when We two were young, So many years ago, We used to sing and run about, Where now the roses grow. I have a rose for each sweet smile, A thorn for every frown, Each rose is pressed close to my heart, Each thorn lies on the ground. And now the days roll quickly by, But what have we to fear, Some day we'll wander far away, Our love will guide us here. We vowed our love eternally, So very long ago, When the parson made us man and wife, Where now the roses grow. MAXINE EMERY Senior 30