Myrtle Point High School - Bobcat Yearbook (Myrtle Point, OR)

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SENIOR PROPHECY—CONTINUED more promising: students is Mr. (Jess) Dunning:, while at the foot of the class is stationed Mr. (Dallas) Norton. Paderewski Weekly (Slick) is light-fingering a bazooka in Spike Jones' orchestra. Rockefeller Wool ridge, diamond magnate, has purchased the Hope diamond for his fan-dar.cer fiancee, Vernice Stock. Roy Anderson and Glen Daniels are sultans in Arabia, competing with each other to have the larger harems (consisting of blonds). Mildred Northrup is selling sea shells down by the sea shore. Nobel Peace prize winner, Betty Zumwalt, is working on a scientific plan of painless fly killing; her assistant, Everett Culver (Ceep), is working on a scientific system to trap women. Phyllis Roush, with her two able assistants, Betty Warren and Carol Huntley, are doing well in their newspaper “ Yesterday’s News.” They really cooperate; Carol sees that everyone pays promptly, Phyllis takes care of the “ Advice to the Lovelorn ” column, and Betty edits the ‘‘Births and Deaths” column. Albert (and Ruthie) Moore are on a rabbit farm in the wilds of Coos County, raising ducks. Hazel Oberman, psychiatrist, and her assistant. Nadine Owen, are looking into the suspicious case of Frank Blakely—who claims he is a rabbit. Gene Wells is a hermit, living in a tree. Theron Morris and Kenneth King, midgets in a side show, are worrying about women, naturally. Elizabeth Daniels, national Shetland pony racer, is holding a serious conference with her veterinarian, Aura Lee Sheedy, on hoof and mouth diseases. Don Sutphin, coach at Yale, and Joe Nichols, coach at Vassar. are having words over the legality of the last game—Joe said Don poisoned his main string. Wanda Hoffman Labert is running a kindergarten for backward goldfish. Elizabeth Pearson, sensational career woman, is selling lemonade at her roadside stand. Her dishwasher is Billy Belloni—gotta support her husband somehow. Harrison Floyd is—could it be—yes, fishing, or is it duck hunting? Donna Jean Taylor and her trained toe dancers Lee ‘‘Twinkletoes” Morris, Hobart “Zorina” Smith, Earl “Leadleg” Shiltz, Dick “Bubbles” McAllister, Red Wise, and Glen “Gaydog” Jenkins, are putting on their act (on a tight-rope wire) over Niagara Falls. Pam Evans, the executive type, is giving dictation to her pretty and able secretary, Fred Yarbough. Harold sighs, flips off the “ whoosis,” and goes back to his scientific study of the Varga girls. SENIOR WILL We, the class of ‘46, being of sound body and mind (paid advertisement) do hereby bequeath in bulk form our following possessions to our dear friends: ARTICLE 1 To the Juniors we leave our seats in assembly, gum parking places, and the title of “Kings of of the School”—maybe their heads are too big for the crown though. ARTICLE 2 To the teachers we leave the memories of our smiling faces, our brilliant minds, and coopeiative nature. ARTICLE 3 To the school as a “hole”—we leave it that way! ARTICLE 4 We would like to leave the following but find it impossible: Bigger lockers, a new' modern gym, overstuffed chairs for all the rooms, Mtrnday as a rest day to recuperate from the weekend, entertaining assemblies, air conditioning for Mrs. Wells’ room, well equipped game room, and a new set of jokes for all the teachers.

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SENIOR CLASS HISTORY—CONTINUED Time marches and having completed two years of high school we took up our upperclassmen duties. Proceeding on our merry way to be juniors we chose our officers: president, Don Sutphin and secretary, Ruth Jenkins and our advisor Miss Glenerva Harnsburg. One of our main duties was putting on a class play. We chose “Hillbilly Ccuitship.” Leads were played by Walter Smith, Betty Sumerlin, Phyllis Roush and Harold Ray. Mrs. Marcia Wells directed them through a smash hit. Living up to the play’s theme the usherettes wore jeans and plaid shirts. We gave our junior and senior banquet early in January because “Red” Wise, “Whitey” Barge It, Wildred Lucas and Don Linn were leaving for the serivee. Our prom followed in April. With aid of Mr. Schroeder’s mops and brooms we cleaned the gym floor. Everyone that attended enjoyed dancing to “Rudies” orchestra. Seniors gave us a return party at Bandon for the prom. Bonnie was chosen outstanding girl in athletics and her name was put on the cup. We received the interclass cup for another year. As seniors we moved in to a changing atmosphere, losing Mr. L. P. Linn, principal for twenty years and Mr. D. W. Norton taking his position. Writh Harold Ray, president and Audrey Goodman, secretary, we started out our last year. Many Things were obtained such as: the public address system and flood lights for our football field and to offset this debt a carnival was put on raising an amount over $1,000. Senior play, “Strike Three” and the leading characters Harold Ray, Walter Smith, Donna Ward and Pat Guerin directed by Phil Ryan was a great success. The halls of the old alma mater were deserter! of seniors one fine morning when we took our skip day to Lake Cleawox. With plenty to eat and to drink we had a very enjoyable time. We were given a banquet and prom by the juniors. W’e enjoyed ourselves very much knowing it would be the last time we could be at this event. We were a very happy bunch of seniors when we won the interclass cup for the fourth year in a row. And then commencement and we received our diplomas making us no longer students of the M itle Point High School but alumni instead. We bid farewell to our alma mater and wish everyone the good times that we enjoyed. SENIOR PROPHECY Harold Ray, a noted scientist, has taken up rosidence on the moon to get away from the hordes of females after him. He is very busy working on a theory to explode Newton’s law of gravitation, but this evening he is feeling a trifle lonely, so he turns on his little pocket-sized “whoosis” and trains it on the class of ’46. This is what he sees: The Gilded Lillie (Glenda) is currently starred as a hula-dancer at the Stork Club. Rosalie Titus, who manages a mansion and six children with one hand, has completed another best seller, “A Tree Grows in Myrtle Point.” Mis. Donna Beaverbrook, wife of the well-known millionaire-aviator, is vacationing at the summer home of her sister-in-law, Mary Anne Lucas. Madam Crawford has been acclaimed for her artistic ability; she is running Varga out of business with her Crawford boys. Bonnie Wise owns and operates the Wisehound Bus Lines which travel between Bridge and Remote. Snake-hips Ward is training pythons at the Bronx Zoo, while Ella Jean Edwards is lion-tamer there. Audrey Goodman, Dunn, Higgenbottom, Brown, Bebeniski, Lemon—gay divorcee—has purchased a space ship to pursue the man in the moon. Shifty-eyed Smith has done another embezzlement on W’all Street. He is spending his vacation at his summer home, Alcatraz, while his moll, Alma Thomas, patiently bakes him pies with files in them. So far, not even his personality smile has gotten one through. Dr. Callie Smith (different Smith) is head mortician at the Myrtle Point mortuary. She offers to emblam any of the class of ’46 at half-price. Professor Guerin is teaching World and American History at Columbia Art School. Among her

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SENIOR WILL-CONTINUED ARTICLE 5 The following students would like to leave behind : I, Phyllis Roush, will my stature to Chet Zumwalt and my wavy hair to my brother so he won’t have to sand in front of the mirror so long adjusting his waves. I. Carol Huntly, will my ability to roll my eyes to Yulanda Knight. We, Frank Blakely and Earl Shilts, leave our Freshmen girl friends to Ted Smith and Jack Anderson. I, Betty Summerlin, will my interest in O. S. C. to any other girl who can get a college man. I. Kenneth King, will Louise Brewster to Jimmie Paulus. I Elizabeth Daniels, will my gossip column to Anne Pointer and Mary Lou Payton. I, Dick McAllister, will my wavy hair to Eddy Ellis. I, Hobart Smith, leave my line of gab to Jack Farrier. I, Harry Floyd, will my absence slips to Dale Hoffman. I, Elizabeth Pearson, leave my dependability to Lois Huff. I. Billie Osborne, will my place at mother’s apron strings to Lila Mae Laird. I. Pat Gueiin, will my place as Mr. Sullivan’s secretary to any girl with a boy friend in Ag. We, Roy Anderson and Joe Nichols, will our way with women to Burton and George. I, Charles Wooldridge, will my studious nature to “Dirnps” Barklow. I, Albert Moore, leave my quiet ways to Don Davenport. I, Glen Daniels, will my wolfish reputation to “Casinova” Detlefsen. I. Ralph Weekly, will my ability to get along with Mr. Dunning to Bill Dayton. I, Hazel Oberman, leave my good grades to Louie Lewellen. I, Harold Ray, will my technique for Catching Creek women to any boy who goes for blondes. I, Rosalie Laird, leave my regular attendance to Connie Shepherd. I, Mary Ann Cooper, will my ability to catch and hold my man to Eloise. I, Nola Crawford, leave my loud mouth to Maureen Evans. We, the two Donnas, will our “way with Wells” to Twyla Royer. I. Walter Smith, will my personality smile and wavy hair to Albert and Lorraine Smith so they can carry on the “Smith traditions.” I, Callie Smith, will my ability to argue to Pat Overton. I, Vernice Stock, leave my freckles to Betty Brooks and my scholastic standing to my little brother. I, Donna Lucas, will my shoes to any one who can fill them. I, Fred Yarbough, will my car to anyone who wants to walk. I, Gene Wells, leave—the teachers offer a vote of thanks. I, Alma Th .mas, leave Albert with a heavy heart. I. Don Sutphin, leave the girls all a flutter. We, Wanda, Ella Jean, Audrey and Donna Jean, leave for matrimony. I, Bonnie Wise, leave Murl at the disposal of the underclass girls. I, Everett Culver, leave—what more do you want? I, Aura Lee Sheedy, leave my love for men to—well, no I’ll keep it myself. •I, Ruth Jenkins, will my long walks to school to Alene Farrin. We, Pamela Evans and Glenda Lillie, leave our grade average to Vada and Twyla. I, Glen Jenkins, leave—but don’t worry there will be more Jenkinses to come. We, Lee Morris and Keith Thomson, leave—what are we saying, we’ve already left. I, Nadine Owen, will my movie magazines to Evelyn Oberman. I, Theron Morris, leave my ability to chase blonds to Jack 0. and Bill D. I, Betty Wairen, will my sympathy to all underclassmen for their prolonged agony—I’ve escaped at last.