Mount Cory High School - Shamrock Yearbook (Mount Cory, OH)

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CLf SS PRQPHECY I boarded a famous excursion plane which was touring the world.We had just passed Singapore when our plane engine began to sputter, and we were forced to bail out. Much to my dismay I landed on a small, unknown island cluttered with palms and swamps. It was growing dusk, and I had started tramping through the soft mud,when I heard measured drum beats in the distance. This gave me new hopes, and every step seemed to fall more quickly. Finally, I saw through a clearing in the trees, a slight, mysterious man bent over a heep of palm leaves. As I approached, he looked up from his leaves and beckoned me to come near. He told fortunes, he said, by the use of the palm leaves, and he asked me if I would be interested, so I inquired into the present activities of the class with which I had graduated some ten years tefore. He picked up a huge palm leaf and asked me if we had a short, curly haired fellow in our class. I knew then it must be John Bracy.He was still hunting Ndearsu in Pennsylvania. He then mentioned a girl selling Avon Products in the great city of Moffit Station. June Fritz was still at the same job she started when she was in high school. Maybe the boss had something to do with ' v it. Dorothy Elzay is now a famous musician,singing for the Metropoli- tan Opera Co. Her voice is so well liked that you could plause for a block if it weren't for other noises. Before I had time to think over these things, he was garage'man, Jim Anderson. Jim was still trying to get his Wparn while he fixed other cars in his spare time. A new airplane took off from New York City with a hear the ap- telling of a nFordH up to woman pilot. Marilyn Steiner was testing her own invention. All you have to do to take off is to step on the starter, but landing. That's a cret! CP. S. She doesn't even know.l The native told me next of an all-girl's orchestra. military se- Thelma Welty had just finished getting the girls together for a real Njazznsession. William Schafer had taken over the Dukes' homestead and he is still raising all kinds of Nhybrids.W You have all read by now the best seller of l955, HNuts in a Nut Shell,W by Nellie Steinman. Never before in the history has a joke book become a best seller. Kathryn Peterson Huston's name rang out next.She had of the world just won the 310,000 prize for finishing the sentence, NWhy I like Swan.H This man told me of the owner of a ranch out in Wyomingg WPeteW was his name. Floyd Hartman could now give orders instead of taking them. CP. S. The cattle didn't seem to mind it, either.D Bent over a science table with one eye in a microscope was Phyllis King.She was still trying to discover if the Wloven bug really bites. The little man took time out to change leaves.5 But SOOH he WHS ready for action again and this time he told me of a girl -signing a contract with MGM. Who could it have been but Vivian Wagner. She had received recognition on Major Bowes' Amateur Hour for her toe dancing and fate was in the audience. The native then told me of a fellow just returning from Hawaii.He had been claims that he really found grass skirts and a romantic air. Next, this queer little man told me of a radio program on which Eileen Hartman recently had been given a medal. This famous award was for waking up the residentsiof Mt. 0ory.She even beat the roosters up. there on a record-breaking surf board trip. David Anderson S

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CLASS WILL We, the Senior Class of Mt. Cory High School, in the county of Hancock, and the state of Ohio, being of sound mind and memory, do make, declare and publish, this our last testament, revoking thereb all former wills made by us in our high school life. We give and be queath to the Senior Glass of next year our fair and untarnished rep utations. May they be brighter, and more lustrous for the wear. Y John Bracy. . . .......... my curly hair to Garson Marshall Daryl Amstutz . . , .my ability as high point man to Bud Fronsoe Robert Bowersox . ...... . ..... my giggle to Dalton Watkins James Scott . . . . , .my changeable mind about girls to Lee Wilkins Marilyn Steiner . .my ability to give good speeches to Dorothy Bracy. Chloette Wagner . . . my ability to play the trumpet like Harry James to Ruth Von Stein. Vilfiafl Wagner . . . . . my ability to make a formal out of feed sacks to Bette Schafer. Thelma Welty. . David Anderson, James Anderson. Anna Mary Crow. June Fritz... . Dorothy Hartman . to Eleanor Eileen Hartman. Floyd Hartman . . . , . . . . . my quiet dignity to . . . .my empty gas tank to anyone , . . . , . . . . . . my asthma cou . . . . .my cheer leading sweater t .my checkered slacks and long shirt . . . . my ability to find somethin Steiner. . . . . . my ability to roller skat ,my ability to miss school four day Bonnie Grawfis. who can fill it, gh to Bob Flick, Marilyn Waltz, to Jane Dukes. to laugh about O S S to Jim Brecht. out of five to 8 S Carroll Neff. Robert Hursey . . . . . . . . . . my basketball gallop Phyllis King. . . . . . . . . . my efficiency in being selected for plays to Mel Kathryn Peterson. William Schafer , Wade Oberly, Eileen Steiner. . Hilda Steiner . . Alice Steininger. Nellie Steinman . Lorence Werner, . and night to vin Powell. . . . . . . .my ability to get a ma . my ability to play tackle on the . . . . . . my cooperative ability . , ...... my long blond hair . .my diamond to Daryl Hartman for . . my ability to write love letter to Coach King. n to Neva Smith. football team to to Wesley Baker. to Lewis Dunson, future purposes. siLQuMiss Myers. . . . my ability for late hours both ixlthe morning Alice Garton. Dorothy Elzay . . . my white shorts and T shirt to Virginia Klingler. In testimony whereof we have to this, our-last will and testa- ment subscribed our name and affixed our seal,the last day of school, in the year of our Lord, one thousand nine hundred and forty-five. S oro E z , ttorney WITNESS: re a '. yers . 53' , E. ng

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PRCJPHECY CQNT. The clicking of typewriter keys led me to believe Dorothy Hartman was working in an office of the sugar beet plant. Guess the boss doesn't mind so long as he has sugar around. Lorence Werner is now head-coach of the Southern California foot- ball team, and what an honor. They were National Champs. His motto is the one he stood by so faithfully in high schoo1,nNo smoking or drink- ing! The native then told me of a training center. Sure enough! Hilda Steiner was head of a group of girls training to be nPowersU models. Station P.D.Q. had just come on the air, with Daryl Amstutz, Jim Scott and Bob Hursey giving the people their own version of nswing.n They are still looking but not rushing! A voice penetrated the morning atmosphere.Yes,it was Alice Stein- inger Baney trying to find out if her husband was in town yet. The office force of the Montgomery Ward Company has just abolish- ed their communication system. They decided since their two office girls, Eileen Steiner and Anna Mary Crow,were so good at long distance talking, it wasn't needed any more. As this leaf seemed to be getting worn, he secured a new one and proceeded telling about a woman who was now quite famous. Chloette Wagner Rockefellar had just been given the award as nbest Mother of 1955. Mt. Cory had just added a new business establishment.Bob Bowersox runs a beauty salon and gives finger waves to all the Mt.Cory lovlies. Just as I was turning to ask my informer more questions,I saw him disappear into the jungle, and I was alone again with my thoughts. Wonder why??? Mrs. Cramer: nTired, So early in the morning, Jim?n Jim Scott: nYes, Ifve been working. Mrs. Cramer: nworking? What at?n Jim Scott: UI sawed wood all night.n 1942: Whatta man! 1945: What? A manl 1944: What's a man? Dave Anderson: Cafter holidaysj Have a nice vacation? Lorence Werner: Yes, but its nice to be back in class where a fellow can catch up on sleep. Sentry: Halt! Who goes there? Voice: Cook, with doughnuts. Sentry: Pass cook. Halt doughnuts. Leroy Lovell: What two kinds of wood make a match? Betty Morrison: He would and she would. Eleanor Steiner: Did you ever take chloroform? Dotty Bowersox: No, who teaches it?