Miles High School - Milestone Yearbook (Miles, IA)

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We, the Senior Class, do will to Hugo and Gilbert, our faithful custodians, all the candy and gum wrappers behind the radiators. We, the Senior Class, do will to Jim Wosaba, the bus mechanic, a left handed monkey wrench in case he is suddenly in need of one. We hope he can find use for it. We, the Senior Class, do will to the bus drivers, a giant economy size bottle of aspirins to help cure their headaches caused by noisy pupils. We, the Senior Class, do will to the hot lunch cooks, all our empty milk cartons and a larger kitchen. I, Jack Adney, do will to James Dynes, my ability as a star newspaper reporter. Don't get the public mad at you Jim. I, Evelyn Baker, do will to Barbara Peters, my ability to be quiet in classes. f'I'his does not include study halls, Barb .l I, Doris Behn, do will to Rita Daniels, my gift of gab. Keep it up Rita, and they will call you Gabby , too. I, Raymond Berg, do will to Ronnie Thompson, my accomplished art of sleeping in class without snoring. It seems as though teachers always listen for snores Ronnie. I, Edward Brunning, do will to Charles Garian, my ability to profit from experience. Experiences Sl1Ch aS1When one talks too much,one goes to the principalls office. I, Larry Clausen, do will to Rita Schlect, my ability ,to pick'em up and put'em down in marching band and all my worn out shoes from the same source. I, Gene Dynes, do will to Kenneth Holdgrafer, several inches of my height and 5 or 6 of my pounds, as I have so many to spare. I, Larry Eggers, do will to Robert Horst, my father-'s Nash, providing you drive care- fully and use all four wheels in going around corners. I, Russell Eggers, do will to James Taplin, my bashful smile. Hope you make good use of it, Jim. I, Emma Jean Godard, do will to Roberta Petersen, my ability to solve complicated physics prob1e1'r1S. Hope you like that class, Roberta. I, Betty Gray, do will to Donna Culver, my majorette uniform. I hope it keeps you warmer than it did me , as you march in the Mardi Gras Parade. I, Cora Harmon, do will to Ruby Ingwer sen, my basketball ability. Use it to good ad- vantage, Ruby, and don't forget to keep your hand. up to block the shots. 32

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will UJL We, the Senior Class of 1955, being of sound mind and body and having no other poor unsuspecting persons to bless the following with, do hereby devise and bequeath these, our earthly gifts, to the person or persons listed below: We, the Senior Congress. We, the Senior office. We, the Senior through graduate We, the Senior Class, Class, Class, school. Class, do will to Mr. Copley, all our unsolved Problems and a seat in do will to Mr. Liike, all the wasted time we have spent in his do will to Miss Noland, all our excess brains to help her go You'd be surprised how many there are, QI? WOULD YOU? do will to Mr. Rasmussen, a microphone so that future students can hear him when he says Be Quiet. We, the Senior Class, do will to Miss Firlman, a net with which to catch a man. Good fishing, Miss Firman. We, the Senior Class, do will to Mr. Kennedy, one half acre of undernourished soil, for future agriculture classes. We, the Senior Class, do will to Miss Beeler, the wet bath towel the girls team used at basketball games. It is thoroughly dry by now so make good use of it. We, the Senior Class, do will to Mr. Williams, all the weight we thought we lost, but we looked behind us and THERE IT WAS ! ! I ! ! ! We, the Senior Class, do will to Mr. Buck, all the left over money from the class treasury. We've heard rumors that you are looking for a fast buck. We, the Senior Class, do will to Mary, our school secretary, a robot to make the tire- some tasks involved in her job much easier. 31

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1, Mary Harmsen, do will to Theona Fischer, my un-used bottles of peroxide to use on her blonde hair. I, Natalie Hart, do will to Darlene Hammond, my habit of being the last one out of the shower. Don't waste too much water, Darlene. I, Albert Holms, do will to Jack Tietjens, all the remains of my broken glasses from rough basketball games. Maybe you can melt the pieces down and make a new window for your car. I, Janet Holtzman, do will to Carol Schultz, my ability to make a lot of noise at basket- ball games. I, Judith Horst, do will to Jeloyce Brunning, my quietness. Hope it keeps you out of trouble as it has me. I, Doris Jess, do will to Karen Teeple, a few inches of my height. I-'ll never miss them after they're gone. I, Wayne Jungjohann, do will to Philip Kuhl, my ability to use my dad's car. Best of luck to you, Phil. I didn't have much. I, Kathleen Kelley, do will to Gladys Kaczinski, my excess knowledge, Don't use it where it will add extra pounds, Gladys. I, Merwin Koch, do will to Sharon Kruse, although I hate to part with it, one curly lock of my gorgeous blonde hair. I, Michael Lennon, do will to Theodore Petersen, my ability to support the Democratic party at election time. This helps put you indgoodnwith a Democratic superintendent. I, Gloria Marshall, do will to Mary Frank, my ability to break the valve cords on my French horn, usually during a concert. I, Phyllis Miller, do will to Ardel Belk, the sparkle in my blue eyes. It'l1 work in your brown ones too, Toots . I, Darrell Mohr, do will to Rosa Harmon, all of the A's I have received in high school. D01'1't be too eager,Rosa, there aren't many. I, Larry Ockelmann, do will to Deloris Boehde, my left over effort which I should have used in school. Be sure to use it! I, Elmer Paetow, do will to Werner Paulsen, the two blue lights on the front of my Plymouth for his Chevey truck. They make dandy parking lights, Werner. I, Emmett Peters, do will to Paul Carstensen, my ability to get into trouble and back out again before being confronted with a teacher. I, Norman Petersen, do will to Allen Petersen, my ability to goof while playing cymbals in band. Allen, I hope you are musically inclined. I ain't I ! ! I ! ! ! I, Roland Petersen, do will to Carole Smith, my quiet personality and my habit of not getting excited over unusual happenings. 33