Monroe High School - Monrovian Yearbook (West Manchester, OH)

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I, TRESA HERRMANN, with great pride will to thee Mary Herrmann, my ability to build an electric motor that runs. Well, at least part of the time. I, RICK FRA LEY, being of questionable mind, will to thee Ted Agler, my ability to excel in shopwork and to put down Fords. fSometimesj I, DAVE MCCAIG, with much pride will to thee Mike House, one good bottle of Curl Free. I, KIM THOMPSON, being of energetic mind, give to thee Steve Crouse, the ability to outrun Dillon's GTO. We, PEGGY TRUMP, KAREN HUNDLEY, AND TRESA HERRMANN with much pleasure, will to thee, Van Ramsey our ability to find the right restroom door at the Highway Drive-in. Hope you have better luck than we did! I, LINDA DEBOO, will to thee Connie McKnight the ability to fly a kite without getting it caught in the trees. I, JOYCE GEETING, with great pleasure, give to thee Vic VanFleet, the ability to totally confuse and disturb Mrs. Deisher in Home Ec. Class. I, RON SMITH, having no luck, leave to Richard Hapner a two headed coin for flip- ping in the cafeteria. I, BILL BOWERS, will and bequeath to Hooker QMike Booherj my Varsity Basketball uniform. I, CONNIE ELLEMAN, being of energetic body, give Agnes Shelley my ability to take phys. ed. every day. I, SUSAN LONG, give to thee Susan Britton my doodling ability in bookkeeping and still keep my place. I, NANCY SOURBEER, will to thee Steve Rogers all the rubber bands I have, to shoot next year on bus number 4. I, GREGORY PURTEE, being of confused mind will to thee Steve Wheeler, my Grand- mothers old army boots, my doll who sings Swanee River while you give her a bath, and last but not least my canary who sings beautifully but now has laryngitis. I, ALLEN SHAFFER, with much sadness leave to thee Barry Martindale my stilts and a bottle of vitamin pills, I, PEGGY TRUMP, with great pleasure will to thee John Ott all my pages of Bookkeep- ing to correct and hand in. Hope you don 't have to still correct them and hand in! I, JOELLEN LEAS, with much regret, bequeath to thee Elaine Mansfield, my place out- side the Industrial Arts room, before, during and after class. Use it with care! I, DENNIS PENCE, being of strong body, will to thee Dave Cruze 3 free Karate lessons. I, DALE ROBINSON, leave to thee Gary Wagner my nickname sugar bear . I, CAROL CARTWRIGHT, give to thee Pam Sauerland the ability to open a combina- tion lock in gym, and do it in one gym period. I, JOHN OVERHOLSER, being of blank mind, will to thee Richard Ramsey, my great nickname Swamp Rat , I, KAREN HUNDLEY, willfully bequeath to thee Lloyd Lee one plastic reed so Mr. Mowry can't break it. I, JANIE GAUCH, give Mike Cobb the great privilege of my position beside Rango's offspring in band. I, BECKY GAUCH, with much sadness will to thee Cathy Ward one slightly torn green shaker, Just remember all the good times tearing them up, I, TERRY DAVIS, will to thee Rick Eyer one slightly used bottle of Lady Clairol. Hope it's the right color! I, MARY JANE BROOKSHIRE, give permission for Alyce Weaver to use the quartet mile strip in front of my house. I, HOPPER, being of undetermined mind, will to the whole Junior class one heavily used pickup truck with a dead possum under the seat. May you use it to haul refresh- ments for an after the prom party. Also as a bonus prize: the Senior class will to the Juniors--Hopper! I l

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Lost Will ond Testament of the Senior Closs of I968 We, the members of the last graduating class of Monroe High School, being of sound mind, memory' and understanding, of full legal age, and not acting under compulsion, menace or fraud do hereby make, publish and declare this our last will and testament, in manner and form following: I, JANIE GAUCH, being of humorous mind will to thee Betsy Sourbeer 10 free lessons on How to get Caught Chewing Gum by the Teachers. Keep those jaws working, Betsy! I, MIKE REYNOLDS, being of dangerous mind, will to thee Ron Taylor my superior driving ability, my position as President of the Monroe Telephone Pole Club and my nickname Crash , I, MIKE REYNOLDS, being of open mind, bequeath to thee Boyd Garner, my ability to graduate, without having a single book since the first of November. I, JAN ROSE, being of calm mind, will to thee, Jennifer and Cheryl Latimer, one bottle of Compoz for gym class, May your headaches be fewer than mine! I, MICKEY WALTZ, being of talented mind, will to thee Rod Short, one set of used' guitar strings. I, CINDY PENCE, bequeath to thee Tim Barker, my second class ring, May this one stay out of the hay. I, LUANA SWIHART, will to thee Cathy Petry, many trips to Richmond. I, BILL BOWHZS, with much great pride, will to thee Jim Stayton, my name Chief of National Trails High School. I, DYANNA COX, will to thee Cynthia Turner, my ability to survive while my boy- friend is in the service. I, KATHY FRAZEE, being of high mind, will to Roberta Kirby, a pair of wings so she can fly. I, EMMA RATLIFF, being of joking mind, will to thee Joy Hensel my ability to argue and tell good jokes at lunch. I, MERILL WYSONG, with much pleasure, bequeath to thee Don Wigger--Teresa Moore. May your problems be fewer than mine. I, GARY BELL, bequeath to thee Charlie Goins one basketball suit, so you can play in- stead of train next year. I, CINDY PENCE, with much regret, give to thee Debbie Ebersole one used fall. I, JUDY HOOVER, being of working mind, bequeath to thee Jeannette Sorrell, the trials and tribulations of being a maid in the class play, May your mistakes be few. I, JOHN SHORT, being in an athletic mood, will to thee Lynn Schlotterbeck the ability to always end up with one knee sock before basketball games. I, LINDA GILBERT, being of exposing mind, will to thee Sharon Somers the ability to wear short dresses to school without getting caught. I, VIRGINIA KING, with much regret will to thee Cindy Miller, all my many nick- names, especially Tree , accept them in good humor. I, JUDY HOOVER, with a sigh of relief, will to thee Mike Brittain my ability to live with Libby. I, KAREN HUNDLEY, being in exotic mood, will to thee Cathy Condon, my position in the shower room choir. May it relieve all the tension. I, SANDY HARRISON, with much relief, bequeath to thee Rose Ann McRoberts, my seat in front of Mr. Emigh in Senior English Class. I hope he likes your poems better than he did mine. I, BEVERLY LIPPS, will to thee Libby Stump, 10 easy beautician lessons. I, CONNIE ELLEMAN, with sisterly love, will to Chriss Elleman, my ability to get away with murder in Family Living Class and still get good grades. That is until now! I, JANET SNYDER, with much pleasure, will to thee Betsy Sourbeer all my assigned reading books for English and many, many Cliff Notes, included.

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ldes of March 1976 Looking back in my diary, I recollect one day in my life as a mortician which stands out above the others. It was my first funeral and I was extremely nervous. I knew that I had forgotten something, but I couldn't quite pinpoint it. My diary reads as follows: A large crowd, here at Michael's.Funeral Home, has gathered to mourn the death of that famous Duroc hog breeder and NFO President, DAVID HOPPER HYPES His widow, JANE GAUCH HYPES, is sitting on the first row mournfully reading an old edition of Wildcat Tales , and I notice an occasional chuckle slip past her grief- stricken face. DENNIS PENCE, sitting by her side, whispers sweet-nothings into her ear. BECKY PETITT, who is sitting on the other side of her with crutches at her side, is reading a men's physical education book. I recognized the honorable REVEREND JONATHAN SHORT meditating in a corner. He is preparing himself spiritually for the deliverance of the funeral message. His wife, the former VIRGINIA KING, who is now teaching at the National Trail High School, is asking him if they can stop at the Dari Freeze on the way home from the funeral. GARY BELL, who is the soloist for the funeral, is preparing himself to sing Little Bitty Hopper and Days of Wine and Roses Overlooking the corpse now I notice KATHY FRAZEE, who now makes submarine sand- wiches at Kresge's, and CAROL CARTWRIGHT, who is straightening Hopper's tie, TERRY AND TRESA DAVIS slowly proceed down the mid-aisle toward the coffin. Terry proudly admires his handiwork on the casket which he constructed from an old tree that they cut down in his front yard, MARY JANE BROOKSHIRE interrupts the pro- cession to announce that popcorn and red pop is being served in the next room. After refreshments had been served, the crowd re-gathered in the funeral parlor. DOUG FILBURN, Vice-President of the NFO, brings in a large horseshoe wreath with Good Luck in your New Location inscribed on it. Accompanying Doug, was DALE ROBINSON, who, with Hopper, tied many feed sacks in their day, In the vestibule I see JOHN OVERHOLSER staggering in from a hard day 's work at KIM THOMPSON'S beer joint. He makes his way to the casket and happily says, Hi, Hopper! at which he is very delicately escorted out of the chapel. After this slightly upsetting incident I notice MARC COLLIER, the local grave digger, restlessly pacing the floor. Deeply concemed, I walked over to him with intentions to comfort him in his grief. I said to him, Hopper has passed this world to a far better place. Startled, Marc replied, What are you talking about? I have to go to the restroom, and there's somebody in there! They 've been in there for the last half hour! The rustling of the crowd called our attention to the entrance of CHIEFTAIN FLOWERS, dressed in his full native costume. Injun Joe has called a halt to the Indian uprising against the United States, declaring that President Wallace has met with his demands for the repurchase of Manhattan Island. As he moves toward the casket, he sights MERILL WYSONG and LINDA GILBERT in their army uniforms. It takes RON SMITH, the local haberdasher in the nudist colony, to control Chieftain Flowers. JUDY HOOVER, the nurse in charge of the county health department, then walked in. She was followed by DYANNA COX with her flock of ten kids straggling behind her. They were noisily leaving a trail of candy, suckers, and balloons. RICK FRALEY followed closely in his barnyard-scented clothes. The assemblage sneers as DAVE Mc- CAIG, an artist for a certain obscene magazine, and his secretary, LUANA SWIHART, walk in. The crowd turned its sneers to cheers when the Honorable MICHAEL REYNOLDS was spotted at the door. Mr, Reynolds was running for Governor of the state of Missis- sippi, state of equality. The only thing hindering his election is his five-year prison term for tax evasion.