McLean High School - Hub Yearbook (McLean, IL)

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CLASS POEM Linda Ruble, if given a chance. Would turn all our parties into a dance. Ted Glaser, who is quite a gent, Is the FFA president. Melda Bums, who moved in just last year. Always seems to be full of cheer. Cheryl Brookshier with eyes so brown. Never seems to wear a frown. Janice Westerfield, so precise and neat, A diligent student that is hard to beat. Bonnie Grubbs, quiet and shy, Is certain to marry some nice guy. Bill Bristow, a baseball fan supreme. Is always ready to cheer the Cardinal team. Duke Sympson, who is not very tall, Often goes out and has a ball. Susy Alexander, who is quiet and coy, Has given her heart to one certain boy. David McLane, with short cropped hair, Rides his motor scooter everywhere. Bob Bristow, a swell all-round guy, Unless you know him, he seems quite shy. Nancy Cisco, with hair styles galore, Is always trying to make up more. Lyle Nevius, handsome and neat. Is our school's all-round athlete. Marsha Peifer, who’s full of charm, Has given her heart to that boy on the farm. Terry Marvel, who is never blue, Next year plans to attend W. I. U. Linda Stubblefield, who is tall and slim. Is always full of vigor and vim. Our president, that's Mike, he quite the man to cheer; He kept up with his basketball, he made twelve points this year. 24

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CLASS WILL I, Susy Alexander, do will to Susan Holland my ability to get along with the C's: Ciscos and contacts. We, Bill and Bob Bristow, do will to Buddy Lane our ability to get along with our favorite shop teacher. We. Cheryl Brookshier and Melda Burns, do will to Connie Grant all our brothers and sisters. They will keep you company at noon, Connie. I, Bruce Canfield, do will to Paul Loercher my special talent for getting along with Atlanta girls. 1, Butch Craig, do will to Lonnie Kirby my junior books. They should be in good shape. I didn’t use them much. We, Jerry Douglass and David McLane, do will to the rest of our gang our frequent trips to Funks Grove. I, Marcia Morrison, do will to Diane Lynch my Rules of the Road book, now that I don’t need it any longer. I, Norman King, will to Steve Hawkins anything I have that he wants; for a quarter, that is. I, Janice Westerfield, will to Jane Adair my seat in the German room. We, Faye Westerfield and Linda Stubblefield, do will to the Jr. girls our positions in Freshman P. E. class. Have fun, girls. I, Sandy Walters, do will to Eddie Sympson my locker in the main hall, since you are there all the time anyway. I, Lyle Nevius, will to Randy Strubhar the Student Council gavel. Keep them in line, Randy. I, Connie Wilcox, do will to Betty Marlett all the memories of our past cheerleading years and the hopes of many more to come. I, Dale Sympson, will to Kevin Lynch my ability to get along with the teachers. I, Linda Ruble, do will to Sue Rich my ability to get along with Clinton boys. I, Nancy Cisco, do will to Paul Bailey the memories of our quiet school days together. I, Jerry Watkins, do will to Bob Crownover my knack for crowning Mrs. Quay. I, Terry Marvel, do will nothing to Mark Fawley and Neil Braid, since I am going to need all I got to get through college. I, Betty Shaffer, will to Janice Michaels my shorthand ability. I, Maralee Downs, will to Stevie Danczak, my ability to find something funny in everything. I, Jennifer Slupianek, will to all the kids at M-W my dad. He may come in handy at times. I, Mike Lynch, will to Brent White my height. The scenery sure is different from up here, Brent. We, Ted Glaser, Roger Swaner, Wayne Lee, and Merle Leach, do will to Bob Shaffer, Gene Cisco, Roger Rich, Donnie Dennison, Dennis Barr, and Gary Bristow our ability to behave ourselves on our ag trips. 1, David Nevius, will to Ronnie Witzig my luck for breaking records in track events. How about it, Ron? I, Marsha Peifer, will to Connie Runge my ability to get along with that special Runge. I, Bonnie Grubbs, leave to Shirley Nelson the only electric typewriter. 23

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Jerry Watkins, who likes to run fast, One thing is sure he won't be last. Our Class wouldn't be complete without one tease, Roger can make a joke of anything he sees. Maralee Downs with personality plus, Has been a good friend to all of us. David Nevius, when at his best, Takes the prize for the biggest pest. Jerry Douglass, always ready to do a good deed. Everyone knows that he’ll succeed. Sandy Walters, who has plenty of steam, Someday hopes to have her own basketball team. Walter Craig, Butch to us, Takes his car, never the bus. Merle Leach, who leaves rubber in every gear, Is often found racing his John Deere. Marcia Morrison, who is musically inclined, A better friend you will never find. Norm King, big and sleek. To all of us he is just plain Zeke . Connie Wilcox, who is full of fun, Never stops until her job is done. Bruce Canfield, next in line, Up the ladder of success he'll climb. Jennifer Slupianek, a nurse to be, We’re all sure that she'll succeed. Wayne Lee, a very tall boy, He gets his girls by acting coy. Betty Shaffer, lively and blonde, Everyone knows of whom she's fond. I, Faye Westerfield, am the last, With plans for the future, and memories of the past.