Monmouth High School - Eagle Yearbook (Decatur, IN)

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CLASS PPIUPHECY June 30, 1961 San Francisco, California Dear Darlene, It hardly seems possible that ten years have passed since I saw you on my commencement night when I graduated from Monmouth High School. So much has happened since that night. My work as an airline hostess on Trans- American Airlines, has been very interesting, and I have just come 'back from an enjoyable vacation. When l started my vacation, I decided that I needed some new traveling clothes and went downtown to shop. As I was walking down the crowded street, a little girl ran into me. When I looked down, I saw two little girls, indentically dressed, bearing somewhat familiar characteris- tics. Their mother was window shopping and when she turned to speak to the girls, I recog- nized a familiar voice. What a surprise! It was Monmouth's own Barbara Shoaf and she still had her familiar laugh. She told me that she had married a twin six years ago and was living in San Francisco. Since she, too, was shopping and we had so much news to tell each other, we decided to have lunch together. Whilc we were in the Del Monte Restaurant reminiscing about the wonderful times at Mon- mouth, she said she had heard that our own Franklin Crosby, not Bing, had made a musical in which he was the star singer, and that it was making its first run that week. We decided to hear him that evening. After lunch Babs and the twins went with me to choose my traveling outfit. When we went into a large dress shop, a striking honey blonde receptionist greeted us. You should have heard her, for she recognized Babs immediately. Such chattering and laughing! It was Dorothy. She and Phyllis, Monmouth's star seamstress, had formed a partnership and had bought the dress shop. Phyllis, our former treasurer, was taking care of the books. You can imagine how much Dorothy sold to other customers while we were there, but I did buy a nice suit and some blouses. We spent practially the whole afternoon in the shop. We had an early dinner in Belle Aire Restaur- ant, for Babs wanted the twins to eat before she took them home for the evening. While Page 14 we were sitting at a table, an attractive waitress stepped up to take our order. I knew her immediately, Eileen, the same girl, always on the ball . She and her husband, Earl, had just purchased the Belle Aire . She told us some of our former classmates had 'been there recently for dinner. Margie and her husband, Jim, had made a dinner appointment to meet Carolyn and her old flame, Norman Kohne. Jim is now a highpowered life insurance sales- man and Margie is his secretary. I forgot to tell you that I stayed for the night in the I-Iotel Thieme, of which our former class president, Carl, was the owner and manager. Since Carl had such good experience managing the Senior Class affairs, he decided to take a Managerial course for hotel catering. Babs met me at the hotel and we went to the musical. We were amazed at 'fPetey's ability, but why shouldn't he have improved his singing? Frank- lin Buuck has been his director. By chance we met Frank and his wife, Marilyn Boerger, in the lobby during the intermission. You would never have known Marilyn wearing diamonds and a classy mink coat. They had as their guests. Marilyn Marsh and 'tPetey . Buuck, elated with the success of this musical, told us that he was ready to start on a new movie in which Norvin, Snorty , would have the leading role, a comeclianl Marilyn Marsh has been singing light-opera and has made an extensive tour of the states. She said she had met Lorna while in New York. Lorna, employed as a hostess in the Waldrof-Astoria Hotel, had as her most charming guest, Eleanor Roosevelt. While in Dallas, Texas, she saw Elviera, who was the governess of Gene Autry's sons, and Doris, a secretary for the Justice of the Supreme Court. The next day I went to Denver to visit my cousin. During my stay, we attended a basket- ball game. Seated just a few rows behind us were Eddie and Merilyn. They saw me immed- iately and came to greet me. Eddie told me he was hoping to be a coach of his own Stoppen- hagen team some day. Eddie said, Did you know Bob and Bernita are also living in Den- ver in a beautiful home? They have three blonde daughters. I was delighted to hear about them and visited them the next day. While I was in their home, a Fuller Brush man

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CLASS WILL We, the class of 1951 of Monmouth High School, situated in the township of Root, in the county of Adams, in the state of Indiana, being in our usual unsound state of mind and memory, but mindful of the uncertainty of this life, do make, publish and declare our last will and testament, leaving our pleasant memories which we have accumulated during our four years of high school, to the underclassmen. We will to Mr. Marsh, our principal, the extreme pleasure of getting rid of us. May he never have another class as much like mules as this one. To the Juniors We will our worn-out seats, including our initials, pencils, erasers and cuds of gum which we neglected to remove in the haste of our departure. To the Sophomore class we will a lot of ad- vice, some good and some bad. which they will have to get from us personally. To the Freshmen we have nothing to be- queath, just the wish that they have as much joy out of their school days as we did ours. I, Marilyn Boerger, do hereby will my tall- ness to Charlie Schlemmer, and my magnetic man-holder ability to any girl who needs it. I, Leroy Bulrnahn, do hereby will my mag- azine salesmanship to Carl Becker, and my long, lean and lanky frame to Martin Bulmahn, Jr. - I, Norvin Bultemeier, do hereby will my part time grouchiness to Evelyn Bulmahng and my flirty ways to Leo Sheets. I, Franklin Buuck, do hereby will my ability to get kicked out of class to Richard Schiefer- stein, and my ability to get good grades in Civics to Howard Fuelling. I, Franklin Crosby, do hereby will my ability of coming to school late to Dick Elzey, and my ability to drive a car every day to Tom Kise. I, Eileen Davis, do hereby will my craziness for new cars to anyone who doesn't like them, and my southern drawl to Willis Bulmahn. I, Eldora Ewell, do hereby will my slender- ness to Shirley Gerke, and my sleepy attitude to Tom Drew. I, Betty Fegley, do hereby will my long finger nails to Marilyn Miller, and my slim- ness to Gretchen Thieme. I, Franklin Fuelling, do hereby will my quietness to Jack Everett, and my stoutness to Darlene Bohnke. I, Robert Harvey, do hereby will my curly hair to Gerry Harvey, and my Chevy to Bill Ostermeyer. ' I, Phyllis Hockemeyer, do hereby will my long arms to any Junior who might need them, and my ability to lose my billfold when it's loaded with money to Alice Werling. I, Albert Huston, do hereby will my witty remarks to William Shoaf, and my ability of not talking when I should be talking to Jerry Grandstaff. I, Doris Keuneke, do hereby will my curly hair to Ida Schaefer, and my editorship to Marilyn Kiefer. I, Loyd Kiess, do hereby will my farming experience to Russel Walchle, and my ability to drive slow when I'm with a girl to Donald Gallmeyer. I, Dorothy Kukelhan, do hereby will my jeans to anyone who will give me good dresses in exchange, and my reddish-golden hair to Ethel Cook. I, Carolyn Lewton, do hereby will my ability to read romantic stories in school to Melvin Krueckeberg, and my love for sitting in the Sunday School Room to Mary Lehman. I, Richard Macke, do hereby will my freckles to Alice Fuelling, and my two-tone hair to Mary Harkless. I, Marilyn Marsh, do hereby will my singing ability to Bob Miller, and my long hair to Bonnie Deam. I, Margie Menter, do hereby will my ever- loving Jim to any girl who is smart enough to get him, and my black hair to Marcella Thieme. I, Elviera Ostermeyer, do hereby will my dark eye-brows and eye-lashes to Donna Schieferstein, and the jalopy which I drive quite often to anyone who thinks he needs a better one. I, Ethel Rhoades, do hereby will my ability to go steady in a short time to Dorothy Fleming, and my ability to be broke to Del- bert Witte. I, Lorna Scheumann, do hereby will my blonde hair to Reuben Thieme, and my blue eyes to Fredrick Bienz. I, Ethel Schmiege, do hereby will my small feet to Don Gallmeyer, and ability of having my studies to Tom Buuck. I, Donald Selking, do hereby will my ability to sing bass to Harry Meyers, and my ability to play ping pong to David Sprunger. I, Norman Sheets, do hereby will my ability to get good grades in shop to Bob Bultemeyer, and my quietness to Dorothy Witte. I, Barbara Shoaf, do hereby will my ability to get twins mixed up to Marilyn Bohnke, and my ability for constant talking to Ber- nice Ehlerding. I, Eddie Stoppenhagen, do hereby will my enormous cafeteria appetite to Jean Kirch- hofer, and my last name to Merilyn Grotian. I, Bernita Thieme, do hereby will my cheerleading ability to Carolyn Owens, and my ability to be queen of the school to Car- olyn Hakes. I, Carl Thieme, do hereby will my ability to be class president for two years to any poor freshman, and my blonde hair to Jane Clark. I, Marie Witte, do hereby will my ability to go square dancing to 'Virgene Selking, and my ability to wash windows to Marilyn Thieme. Page

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CL SS PRUPHECY called. It was Albert! What a successsful sales- man! He persisted until Bernita 'bought a big supply of brushes and household products. He told us that Leroy was a prominent Plymouth salesman in Fort Wayne. Bob and Bernita were planning to see the Zollner Pistons play the Denver Cardinals. Richard Macke is the Piston's pitcher. From Denver I went back home to Indiana. I stepped in Fort Wayne to shop and in the midst of the crowd on Calhoun Street, was Marie. She told me she was getting her trousseau for her approaching wedding. Ethel Rhoades was with her, giving her helpful suggestions and advice. Ethel had been married ten years ago. As I came through Monmouth, I saw painted on a mail box, Don Selking. A tractor was standing by the road and the driver was Don. I stopped to talk to him. He and Frank Fuell- ing, his neighbor, were both farmers. Frank was married and the father of six plump boys. Don was very busy in the field so I said good-by to him and drove on a mile or so. The car started sputtering and stopped. It was out of find help when a passing car stopped and the driver asked me to ride. After looking twice, I recognized Lloyd and Ethel Kiess. Lloyd said he would go to his station in Decatur and get some gas. While chatting with Ethel. she told me they were going to Eldora and Delbert's house, who are living on a farm, near Preble. Ethel ccmmented how cute Dory's two little curly-headed boys were. I wanted to see them, but with only three days of my vacation left, I thought it best to start back to San Francisco in the morning. I stopped at the motel on U. S. 27, the former Dude Ranch, to stay overnight. The proprietor. Norman Sheets, had a thriving business. He had built twenty-five more cabins. On my way home, I often thought of the wonderful experience which I had visiting my classmates. Isn't it wonderful that they are all living such a happy, successful life? Please come and see me soon. I will drop you a card sometime this summer and let you know when my wedding will be I ! ! ! ? '? '? Then I will be no longer an airline hostess. Your friend, gas, I was walking to the nearest house to Betty Fegley E IUH PUTLHHVF Nick Favorite Name Name Saying Marilyn Boerger Boerger Oh, Cripe! Leroy Bulmahn Abe How do you know! Norvin Bultemeier Snorty Oh, nuts! Franklin Buuck Buuck Who? Me? Franklin Crosby Petey I don't care Eileen Davis Giggles Oh, that gripes me. Eldora Ewell 'tDory Oh, I don't know Betty Fegley Fuzzy lsn't that cute? Franklin Fuelling Frank Hah! Robert Harvey Bob Gee Gollie! Phyllis Hockemeyer Phyl Horsefeathers Albert Huston Al Squeeze me Doris Keuneke Do Oh, Well Lloyd Kiess Chuck Holy Cow' Dorothy Kukelhan 'tKuk I ain't nither Carolyn Lewton Cutie Oh, Cow! Richard Macke Dick Oh. Golly Margie Menter Marg Jeepers Elviera Ostermeyer Osty Ach! Oh, me! Ethel Rhoades Et Carl Lgrna Scheumann Blondie Holy Crumb Ethel Schmiege SChII'1iGgiG', Gads Donald Selking Don I'll be go to church Norman Sheets Sheets Gee! Whiz! Barbara Shoaf Barbie I thought I'd just die. Edward Stoppenhagen Eddie Crimenetly Marilyn Marsh Kay Burgers Bernita Thieme Nity 'tGrief Carl Thieme Prexy Oh, Schucks Marie Witte Wittie By Jingoes Hobby Frank Salesman Flirting with girls Hunting Singing Flashy Cars Quilting Listening to records Being quiet Swimming Driving through alleys Hunting and fishing Radio Requests Work Skating A Decatur boy Softball Collecting postcards Listening to the radio A certain boy Square Dancing Collecting salt and pepper shakers Sleeping 4-H Work Picture Scrapbook Going to Merilyn's house Piano and singing Bridal Scrapbook Taxidermy Having fun Page 15