Mio High School - Thunderbolt Yearbook (Mio, MI)

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Glffafory It is a great pleasure on this occasion to present to our class mates and friends a simple token by which to remember us Dow who 11k6S nice weather we give to you this l1ttle feather Fivash who drives real good we give to you this piece of wood Baker who can really type we give to you this little pipe Smith who directs the band we g1VC to you this bag of sand Whitney who knows how to teach we give to you this tasty peach. Booth who is always around we give you this ticket so you can have a trip out of town Mitchell who has been here years we give to you this pair of shears Mr Stayer who IS always neat we give to you this little treat Mrs Frnch who left too soon we give to you this little spoon Mr Hamilton who has a big snout we give to you this can of kraut Mrs Battey who IS very nice we give to you this bag of rice Sam Walery who IS so Jolly we give to you this little dolly Mr Pierce who always works hard we give to you this bit of lard Pauline Cournyer who is tried and true we give to you this ribbon of blue Mrs Money who handles the money we give to you this toy so funny Mrs Welch who runs off her feet we give to you this hunk of meat, Mrs Walery who sometimes gives ard we give to you this sturdy bandard Dorothy Spencer who IS always on time we glve to you this bottle of wine Irene Crane who tries to srng we give to you this little ring Susie Marshall who gets around we give to you this real big mound Joyce Ramsey who IS going steady we give to you thrs bag of confetti Sondra Booth who is quiet and steady we give to you th1s battery Everready Narda Deyarmond who likes to draw we give to you this little saw Richard Keebaugh who always blushes we give to you these little brushes Jim I-loulton our handsome one we grve to you thrs little gun. John Stark who rldes horses well we give to you this bell Darold Galbra1th who eloped in the fall we give to you this l1ttle ball Vernon Peters who likes the girls we give to you th1s lock of curls Dtck Gordon whose hair IS so curly and black we give you a surprise that is rn this sack To Drck Pate who is real long gone we give to you this love song Larry Battey who cuts down trees we give to you this box of Breeze B111 Evans who can always Joke we give to you this bottle of coke Bill Randall who s a pretty good fellow we give to you this box of Jello To Joe Breaugh our athletic star we grve to you this big cigar O To Mr. . . ' . . . . To ML , . l . . . u To Mr. . ' ' ' ' . To Mr. ' ' , ' . To Mrs, ' , ' ' To Mrs, ' , ' ' ' ' To Mrs, ' , ' ' ' . To s. ' , ' ' ' . To . . , . . . ' To ' . . , . . . To U . . ' . . . . To . . ' . . . 0 To . . i . . . . To . . . , . . . t To . . . . O To Mrs. Vance who hands out the meals, we give to you this car with wheels. To . , ' ' To ' . . . ' . , . I To . . ' . . . . To , . ' . . . . 1 To . . 5 . X . . . To . . ' . . .0 To . . ' . . - . To . . D . . . . To . v . . . To . I . . . To . , . . . To . . , . . . . To . . I . . 0 To . . . , . . , . . . , . , . . . To . ' ' . To , . ' . . . To ' ' . ' ' .

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Class Prophecy The year was 1968 Our class of 1957 was gathered at our frrst reuruon each eagerly awartrng wrth antrcrpatron to learn of the accomplrshments of hrs fellow class mates Roll call was taken by Darold Galbrarth our class presrdent and we learned that one member Vernon Peters was gone Fortunately he was only upon hrs honeymoon wrth hrs lovely brrde Mary Ann We learned of thrs from Rrchard Keebaugh hrs very close frrend who rs now the honorable deputy sherrff of the thrrvrng metropolrs of Red Oak. Darold rnformed us that he and Drck Gordon are rn charge of the atomrc drvrsron of the F1vash Screntrfrc Corporatron Mr Frvash no longer teaches school because Drck and Darold rnvented an atomrc thrnker whrch elrmrnated schools and teachers As we sat down to our banquet whrch consisted largely of mashed potatoes venrson and some sort of salad Reverend Wrllram Randall sard grace A very delrcrous wrne was supplred by B111 Evans Bill never got very far from Mro but he had developed a few arts He also supplred the vemson We notrced that lrene and Larry were strll srttrng together and when Irene shyly rntormed us that they had eloped frve years ago we drank a toast to therr future suc cess wrth Brll s delrcrous wrne After the hearty meal we were entertarned by Mr and Mrs Houlton Jrm and Sondra showed many beautrful slrdes whrch they had taken whrle on therr trrp to Europe They sarled rn a lrttle crurser whrch Jrm brult by hrmself John Stark added to the entertarrunent wrth a few trrcks wrth hrs lasso John rs a bachelor on hrs huge ranch rn Texas As for women John has hrs own motto Love em and leave em Joe Breaugh told us of hrs lnterestlng lrfe as a prrvate detectrve He rs now workrng on a case whrch rnvolves Sue Marshall, Sue somehow got herself seven husbands There rs never a dull moment for the former Joyce Ramsey as srx chrldren keep her pretty busy Although the fun was Just begrnnrng Dorothy had to leave She drdn t want to mrss seerng her husband Karl Newrngham s basketball team play rn the state frnals Arnrdst all the hurry and excrtement we caught Narda sittrng rn a corner sketchrng the rest of us for a prrze rllustratrorr for her magazrne the Mad Artrst The reunron for Drck Pate meant more than Just seerng hrs frrends agarn rt meant busrness, He trred hrs best to sell each of us a Pate Lucas Insurance Polrcy especrally needed he sard after eatrng what we had at the banquet As we parted to go our ways we were greeted by our class sponsor Mrs Booth whrch gave an added touch to make our reunron a pleasrng success 9 I . I O a o - r s , . I I . . , . . . ,, . ,, . . . . 9 o , . ' I . . ' - . . , ,. . p . , . . . . . s ' - - u I - 1 n v -1 . . . I . . . . . , , , . . . , . . . I . . . . ,, . ,, g . o a 9 o u 1 - I I l I .

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Class Poem Fazr is foul and foul is farr muttered a teacher on that day When suddenly we reahzed that our chlldhood has passed away All those days of summer s endless fun and frollc Had turned to memor1es in our happy hearts symbolic Of the fact that all those weeks of play and chore Were left behind as gllbly quoth the Raven Nevermorel We learned to struggle slowly through each class And master thlng lrke htstory and math and pass Along to other classes the struggles of l1fe and death We also gleaned of Shakespeare 1n h1s tragrc play MacBeth Each and every formal prom and Joyful record dance and every bake sale Just a Iflnlllg passmg chance To make some money for our preclous Semor Trip And let us not forget the yearbook on whxch our bralns were strlpped We often wonder how the falthful teachers watched and stood And saw us blunder here and you as often as we would Now all th1s IS ln the past and only future l1es ahead And truthfully we drmk Ih1S ln wxth just a llttle dread For we must leave our llttle nook and with characterrstlc eagerness We leave our thanks to the ones who knew and understood And find the nearest egress Class Song fTune Tentmg On the Old Camp Ground 'J We re parung tonlght from our dear old school G1ve us a word of cheer Our hearts are sad as moments ily Wlth farewells drawrng near We re rememberlng tomght happy davs gone by Stnfe f1rst we gathered here The fuends we have made every preclous t1e We 'll cheush year by year We re partmg tomght wxth a smlle and s1gh Partmg w1th hope and fear Oh w1sh us Godspeed as we say good bye Oh glve us a word of cheer 22 I' ' ' ll 1 0 . , . ' 11 ' ll ll o 1 . C , . ., . , . 1 1 1 - . . 1 , . . n - 1 . , . . 9 1 . , . . 1 - a , F 1 . , .... . 1 ' D n ' 1 1 1