Milton High School - Clipper Yearbook (Milton, DE)

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JUNIOR REVUE APRIL 10 ano 11, 1958 8:00 P. M. AT MILTON HIGH SCHOOL AUDITORIUM

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LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT We, the Class of '59 of Milton High School, Milton, Delaware, being of sound mind and memory do hereby make, publish, and declare this to be our Last Will and Testament. I, RONALD BANNING, leave my women and fast driving to Teddy Palmer. I, CAROL ANN BRITTINGHAM, leave my ability to get along with the cops to Jim Wagamon. I, THELMA WALLS, can’t afford to leave anything. I, HARRY HUDSON, just leave and pity anyone left inside. I, VALERIE HAZZARD, leave all my extra talents to my sister Vickie. I, JEAN GOODHART, leave anything I don’t need to Becky Seibert. I, JAY DICKERSON, leave my athletic ability to Ray Mitchell. I, BEVERLY COLLINS, leave my ability to be late for school to Carol Ann McDaniel. I, MARY ANN COCHRANE, leave my best wishes to my friends. I, RALPH JEFFERSON, leave my ability to wreck cars to Bob Passwaters. I, PATSY ATKINS, leave my laugh to Jane Lee Jefferson. I, BILL PORTER, leave my Chevrolet problems to Martin Benson. I, BARBARA WILLY, leave my musical ability to Mary Barker. I, MARIE TUNIS, leave my seat in POD to Joan Green. I, RICHARD JONES, leave my position as manager of the magazine campaign to Joyce Maloney and Wellington Watts. I, JOE STEVENSON, leave my hubcaps to Snooky Vent. I, NANCY MILLMAN, leave my position as Drum Majorette to Louise Manship. I, MARY NELL WEAVER, leave my typing ability to Sara Lou Dill. I, ALLAN REED, leave my women troubles to Jack Wagamon. I, JOE JEFFERSON, leave my ability to sleep in class to anyone who can get away with it. I, JERRY WARD, leave my baseball ability to James Carey. I, BOB REED, leave my quietness to Bob Black. I, PHILLIP KEHN, leave my mathematical ability to anyone dumb enough to want it. I, WAYNE JONES, just leave! I, JIMMY LOFLAND, leave for higher ground. I, ARTHUR PETTYJOHN, leave my trips to Georgetown every night to Willard Tyndall. I, ROY WHITE, leave my spare time to anyone who wants it. I, LEONARD BROOKS, am not fortunate enough to leave anything.

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