Morning Sun High School - Tiger Yearbook (Morning Sun, IA)

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Senior 611155 Prophecy The year is 1.989 I 've returned once again to this town of mine. Twenty years have passed and gone So I thought I 'd see how my classmates got on. I wandered around old MS some Till I saw a sight quite awesome. The name of Mickey Millard Johnson. It was not the name, but the place Where I saw good old Mickey 's face. Mickey was the lawyer now, Failures in government didn 't discourage him anyhow. The thing that really had me awed Was that Mickey was completely Bald. When you find Mickey, Denny is near, So I wasn 't surprised when I saw him appear. The News -Herald is now in new hands Denny Callahan is now the Editor-man. But Denny has changed, no doubt about that As a matter of fact, he has grown quite fat. He tipped the scales at 493. A guy of that size is something to see. Old Doc Carleton 's sign was gone So I wondered who the people counted on To crack their back and cure their ills. I found Doc Hudson was dispensing pills. The doctor was a very busy man He had 14 kids to keep in hand. Doc told me a story, I 'll not deny it He said Les Edwards was the world 's oldest private. It seems that Les had been drafted one day Even his mother couldn 't keep Uncle Sam away Les hadn 't worked hard, that was no surprise, We never considered him one of the ambitious guys. The dog catcher was a sight to behold, She had a good bod or so I was told. With a spaniel, a poodle, and a dog like a wiener Pat was a shock, you should have seen her. Who hired this dog catcher, I wanted to know. The mayor's was the next face to show. It seemed that Jeanne had won the election I guess the town made a good selection The sign on the Cooley Emporium was changed

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.Cast Will and Testament We, the class of 6.9 being of sound mind and body 695 of the time will the following-- I, Denny Callahan, will to Joe Stotlar my amazing ability of always being on time for dates. We, the Senior class, will to the Junior class a new set of paint brushes and an easel so they can practice their painting before next Halloween. I, Larry Hudson will to Dan Earnest a mirror so he can see oncoming cars under the viaduct. We, the senior physics class will Mr. Allen a new box of pnses, and a set of nerves to replace the ones we 've blown this year. I, Pam Keltner, will to Ann Dean my position on the basketball bench and a large piece of foam to protect her posterior from splinters! I, Mick Johnson will Darren Delzell my ability to take his mother's advice and make a few trips to Mediapolis. We, the senior shop class will to Sergeant Fisher the rank of Lieutenant, and a purple heart for action beyond the call of duty. I, Larry Tisor, will to all the underclassmen my good sense, for owning a Ford. I, Mike Minnis, will to Doug Buster my wrestling weight class in hopes that he will yet wrestle beneath his natural weight. We, Denny Callahan, and Mick Johnson, will to Joyce Blair, Marcia Swanson, and Becky Bryant our ability to get along with Mediapolis girls. We, the Senior football players will to the Junior football players our amazing ability to remain high in spirits even when defeat was inevitable. I, Steve Kellogg will to Dan Earnest my ability to get a long term loan on watermelon during the fair. I, Les Edwards, will to John Griffin a sponge to mop up his spills as I hear that stuff he consumes is pretty expensive. I, Denny Callahan, will to Neal Kerr one pair of suspenders so that next time he jumps in PE and someone has ahold of his shorts they won 't fall down. I, Dave Nichols, will to Ron McDonald my favorite chair at home in spite of the fact he uses it more than I do anyway. We, the Senior boys will Harold Boline and Dennis Hartman 16 afternoon passes for when they never come back after dinner. I, Les Edwards, will to Danny Earnest, Joe Stotlar, Doug Buster, and John Grijjfin, my ability to stay out of trouble in mixed chorus. I, Larry Tisor, will the Juniors my great study habits and Pray that they pass. I, Dave Nichols, will to Stanley Garnsey a marked deck in case he gets into any more heated card games under sewer creek bridges. We, Mike Minnis and Dave Nichols will to John Griffin our ability to get along with the local law enforcement ojficer. I, Dave Nichols will to the football players in the Junior class my ability to get along with the referees on and off the field. I, Sandy McCune will Mrs. Hewitt a new assistant so she may hear all the school gossip next year. We, Pam, Mick, Denny, George, Jeanne, and Steve will to Miss Bacon, one year 's supply of red ink pens because surely her pens must be dry by now. I, Jeanne Dill, will to Barb, Harold, Dennis H., Danny Crow, Stanley, Rick, and Pat H. each a nice soft pillow so their 6th hour snoozes will be more comfortable next year. We, Dave, Steve, Pam, Pat, George, Jeanne and Dianne will the class of 1970 one hayrack in case any un- known robbers steal theirs next year. I, Georgeann Griffith will to Joyce Blair a can of hairspray in hopes that she will share it with the rest of the basketball girls. I, Pam Keltner, will to Cindy Fletcher a great big box of Sweet Tarts and hope that she gets a pucker out of them. We, Pam, Jeanne, and George, will Joyce Blair a can of Magic Defroster Spray so she will know when people are approaching her date 's car. We, Jean, Geome, Pat, and Pam will Barb Anderson our ability to keep quiet in chorus. George, Pam, Jeanne, and Sandy will our ability to sneak out after dates to talk about what we got to all the other Junior girls. We George, Pat, Pam, and Jeanne will the basketball girls a large can of deodorant so they won 't have to take showers next year. We, the Senior Girls will Vicki Byerly a piece of elastic to hold up her slip. We, Jeanne and Patty will Mr. Caldwell Mickey 's ability to be on time for class. I, Dianna, will to Barb Anderson one tube of Ultra-Brite toothpaste for sex appeal. I, Pat McClure, will to Teresa Callahan my ability to get along with Wapello boys, despite adverse remarks. I, Pat McClure will to Linda, Joyce, Vicky, Teresa, Ann, and Marcia my ability to keep track of my clothes at state. We, the Seniors will Miss Bacon some senioritis in hopes that next year 's Senior play will be produced. I, Steve Kellogg, will Mark Mabeous the map that Cindy gave me so that he can find Burlington. I, Mike Minnis, will to Ron Samuels my lightening speed in hopes that next time he will fly over the shot put holes. We, Dave Nichols and Steve Kellogg will to the Junior boys our ability to get through Mike 's coin tossing ability. I, Larry Hudson will to Dennis Nollen my ability to get along with Mr. Edelbrock. We, the senior class will to Mr. Howard our great self control to make it through the whole class period. I, Mike Minnis will Dennis Nollen my ability always to have a full tank of gas in hopes that he will not have to siphon it from disabled Corvairs. We, the Senior Football boys will Mr. Knaus all our Bloody jerseys, broken Helmets, and one more playbook to make his set of thirty complete. We, the Senior Football boys will Percy a fire proof interior for his car and a built-in cooler for the trunk. I, Mick Johnson will Jeff Smith and Joe Stotlar my worn out set of sure go mud tires which they will need with all their trips to Mediapolis. We, Denny Callahan and Mick Johnson will Mel Baird our amazing ability with figures. Mil kinds of figures.j We, the Senior class will to Mr. Allen and Mr. Ewing a new set of school rules because the first and last good class is leaving!

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And I wondered how this had been arranged. They told me that Drew had decided to leave So they sold the store to good old Steve. Steve still sells PLA YBOY under the shelf But he keeps the center-fold for himself. Who was running the post office, I wanted to see It :vas no one else but Georgeann G. She worked hard at the post ojfice only for money To support 16 kids and the guy she called, Honey . And Entertainment was no longer neglected So a few night spots, I selected The Playboy Club in old MS Was the thing that shocked me best I thought my Fresca must have been spiked Because instead of Hugh Hefner, I saw Mike. This small town life had done him no harm He had a blonde and a brunette under each arm. I 'd always thought Mike was kind of shy But he turned out to be a real movin' guy. Mike 's was not the only spot in town There were several others farther down. Exotic dancers were the rage Even in this late age. Although, modesty was excessive The performance was not oppressive. These dancers with beads and bangles grand Turned out to be Sandy and Dianne. In this time the boys, one and all Gathered at the local pool hall. The pool hall is no longer run by Pete. Dave Nichols runs this pool hall sweet. Dave always has a fit, H anyone on his floor, should spit! I knew 'U3edcheck had left the town But, that old blue truck was cruising 'round. When I saw its driver, my heart nearly stopped I 'd never imagined Larry Tisor, a cop. This prophecy 's over I 've said enough. If you want anymore You can write your own stuff!