Montgomery Clinton High School - Microphone Yearbook (Montgomery, PA)

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if SENICDR CLASS WILL if .In the name of all seniors everywhere, we the Seniors of Montgomery-Clinton High School, being indisputably of sound mind and joyous memory, do make, publish, and declare this to be our last will and testament. We shall cheerfully give up our excess leisure time to Mr. Spaid, who deserves some rest and relaxation. To our teachers we will give all the consideration and attention we have rationed out to them in very small quantities until now. , The freshmen may have our bundles of excuses for poor grades on report cards. We feel that they will have many opportunities to use them to advantage in the coming years. Our ofttimes stolen privilege of loitering in the halls of our dearschool is free to any sophomore who can get away with it. ' We shall leave our books to the jolly juniors. They are in excellent condition as they were seldom used by.us. INDIVIDUAL BEQUESTS I, Harold Opp, will the like of all girls to Jay Peck. I, Lois Warner, will my good excuses for being absent to Vera Ravertj' I, Dorothy Opp, bequeath my weekly trips to Muncy to Ruth App. I, Eugene Houser, leave my interest in the freshman class to Max Neufer. I, Paul Shrey, will my ability to entertain the opposite sex to anyone who can master the art. I, Carl Farley, leave my mathematical ability to Dale Pick. I, Keith McCormick, give my quiet ways to Gerald Wagner. I, Joe Mauck, will my gift of gab to Maurice Buss. I, William Drum, will my interest in potato growing to Carl Tallman. I, Robert Shireman, bequeath my wavy hair to Fred Taylor. I, Zena Widell, give my quiet nature to Effie Taylor. I, Margery Pauling, bequeath my interest in Elimsport to any one who desires to stay up and listen for a horn. I, June Woodling, will my quietness in study hall to the seventh grade. I, Eleanor Bastian, give my dimples to Virginia Turner. Twenty-six

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ir if CLASS PRCDPHECY ir ik Continued Pacific! He is to be awarded the Distinguished Service Cross by the President of the United States, Ned Pauling. Following this there was a big parade in honor of Byron, which was led by Reba Reese, the still youthful looking drum majorette. And, Paul, you really must go to the Waldorf Astoria as soon as you come home. Dorothy Opp is the leading dietitian, and the food she prepares is really delicious. Eugene Houser, policeman for the city of Rabbit Town, caught the bandit, Elwood Harer, in the act of stealing jewelry from the store of Roberta Wolf, whose establish- ment is the oldest and best known in that city. Carl Hessel is now secretary to Mr. Robert Shireman, who owns the Diamond Slipper Night Club and who has employed William Drum as Master of Ceremonies. The Rotary Club held a beauty contest and none other than Eleanor Bastian was the winner. She was crowned queen at a party held at Mr. Shireman's night club on Saturday night. My, but she looked lovely! Frances Hartzell was the runner-up. Harold Foust, Keith McCormick, and Carl Farley-three prominent men of the city-were the judges. Lois Warner was awarded an E by the government for never missing a day in the ten years that she worked in the American Aircraft Corporation. She certainly is to be commended for her regular and unfailing attendance. ' Robert Russell was awarded a prize at a party that Jane Hall gave last night for be- ing the most bashful boy present, but we never found out what it was because he was to bashful to open it. Fae McMi1len has been dancing for the soldiersg but now, I understand, she has married a multi-millionaire, who was struck by her beauty and grace. As usual, Helen Louise Herman is writing prize winning essays, only this time they are on the Tank Destroyer Division of the United States Army. Her nance used to be in that division. And you should see the unique establishment opened by William Henderson and Joe Mauck! It was created to give the time of the arrival of the busses so that members could go down and kiss the girls goodbye. The membership is very large, and the crowds waiting for the buses are really amazing. Well, Paul, all of the luck in the world to you, and may God see fit to send you home soon. Lovingly, Shirley and June P. S. Added by the censor. June Woodling wanted to be a secretary, but she received so many offers that she decided not to work at all. Shirley Mincemoyer has decided not to marry for several years, but to continue as a second lieutenant in the WAACS. Twenty-five

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ff SENIGR CLASS WILL if Continued I, Kathryn Baker, bequeath my sewing ability to my sister Ruth. I, Roberta Wolf, will the Ordnance boys to Rebecca Giltner. I, June McMillen, give my typing ability to Helen Miller. I, Fae McMillen, will my interest in the navy to Hope Staib. I, John Waltman, bequeath my attraction to the women to Jack Thomas. l, Frances Hartzell, leave my numerous boy friends to Patty Ann Burchfield. I, Jane Hall, will my interest in the name Russell to Maxine Cole. I, Carl Hessel, will my slim figure to Louis D'Antonio. I, Reba Reese, bequeath my eagerness for When the Lights Go On Again to Anna Jane Giltner. I, Helen Louise Herman, give my interest in my customers to Martha Ellen Grittner. I, Eugene Beeber, will my bashfulness to William Banghart. I, William Henderson, leave my basketball ability to Elwyn James. I, Slltirley Mincemoyer, give my shrewdness to get to basketball games to Florene ove. I, Elwood Harer, bequeath my coal business to Fred Huff. I, Harold Foust, will my late hours to Robert Miller. I, Dunning Stamets, leave my athletic form to Blair Hanley. I, Ned Pauling, bequeath my behavior in school to Warren Ulrich. I, Byron Kilmer, give my privilege of being late to Piatt Herdwig. I, Lloyd Miller, give my position in the American Store to Albert Morehart. I, Robert Russell, will my pleasure driving to Roland Decker. I, Maxine Eck, have decided to give up my redheads from Montoursville to anyone who wants them. I, Ruby Eck, wish to retain my interest in the navy, but will give three army ad- dresses to any unattached lady who feels the need of a man. Signed on this twenty-first day of May, nineteen hundred, forty-three. Paul Shrey Twenty-seven