New Lisbon High School - Nu Lisannial Yearbook (New Lisbon, IN)

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THE CLAS WILL We, the Senior Class of New Lisbon High School, County of Henry, State of Indiana, being of sound and disposing mind and memory, do make public and declare this our last will and testament, in the manner following, that is to say: I, NEIL BARLOW, will my studious manner and independent attitude to Albert Lee Bennet. I, CHARLES HUNT, will my position as senior class president to any capable Junior that can please both the boys and the girls. I, VERNA HUMPHREY, will my art of los' ing and misplacing things to Joe Bob Blunk. I, DICK LUELLEN, will my love for the Mooreland girls to Wayne Stringer, he seems to appreciate it. I, HELEN QUERY, will my conscientious diplomatic nature and ability to work to Ramona Miller. I, Donori-IY RAINES, will my tempermental disposition to Don Faucett. I, IRA PAUL SNOW, will my ability to steer clear of trees while driving to Wanda Thomas. I, DICK WICKER, will my theory there is safety in numbers to Herschel D. Ankf rom, Jr. We, AS SENIORS, would like to leave to the teachers our cofoperative attitude and best wishes. To the Freshmen we leave what is left of our brains, ability and vitality. To the Sophomores we leave our beauty, glamour, and personality. To the Juniors it is our pleasure to be' queath our reputation as dignified and ideal seniors as they may carry on next year. IN TEsTIMoNY HEREIN, we have in the a- bove words bequeathed and willed our worldly possessions to our worthy heirs this first day of April, 1944. Witnesses : HERSCHEL D. AN Kaos: V. J. CLODFELTER PARTING ADVICE Neil Barlow: Don't take more than two subjects like Office Practice and Geometry the same period. Charles Hunt: Don't make too good grades your first year because you're expected to live up to them. Verna Humphrey: Make up your mind where you're going to school before you are a Senior. Dick Luellen: Start getting on the good side of the teachers while a Freshman be' cause a Senior hasn't a chance. Helen Query: Get your lessons in on time because there is always extra work for asf sembly periods. Dorothy Raines: Don't work on the annual and the class play at the same time . Ira Paul Snow: Take as few subjects as possible because you have to take four a semester when a Senior anyway. Dick Wicker: Beware of female entanglef ments. Page Eight

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SENIUR GLASS HISTURY Our freshman year in high school began, as usual, with the initiation. Everyone surf vived with no more than two or three scratches. In October we gave the annual Hallowe'en party and invited the whole high school. This was the largest event of our freshman year. In December Miss Leakey entertained us at her home near Straughn with a turkey dinner. Then Eileen Matney gave a Valen- tine party for the class at her home. At the beginning of our Sophomore year we still had Miss Leakey as our sponsor and the class was beginning to feel that they were really a part of the high school. Activities during this year included a theater party and a New Year's Eve party at Dick Luellen's. Most of the class attend' ed the dinner at King's Inn given by Miss Leakey. The second semester began with Miss -Leakey resigning to teach at New Castle and Mr. Davis acting as our sponsor. The year 1943-43 at New Lisbon started with thirteen Juniors. In October Lillian and Lucile Russell left us, but in Novemf ber Verna Humphrey moved here. The officers elected were: Neal Barlow, presif dent, Gayle Reece, vice-president, and Eileen Matney, secretary and treasurer. Mr. Clodfelter was chosen as our sponsor to replace Mr. Davis who had left. We were slow getting started to sell candy and ice cream, but did very well on both of these. Helen Query entertained us at her home with a Hallowe'en party in October, and in November we had a theater party which everyone enjoyed. On March 19 we MOTTO : put all our efforts into the junior play, Too Many Husbands, coached by Mr. Clodfelter. This was a threefact farce com' edy which brought many laughs. It helped to finance the junior'Senior reception, which was held at Richmond at the Elk's Country Club. 'After dinner we went to the show and saw Night Plane From Chungfkingf' In our senior year the first thing was the initiation which was held at the Memorial Park. Everyone came through without a scratch. This was a bad night because it rained about 9:00 o'clock. On November 23 the class went to Inf dianapolis to see Sonja Heinie, who was Fair Coliseum in her November we lost a who got married to a of the class, Eileen Neal. at the Indiana State Ice Revue. Also in member of our class last year's member Matney and Willard In December we had mas program in the an exchange of gifts, good time. charge of the Christ' assembly, which was and everyone had a As we started the home stretch there were several red letter days on our calendar. March 31 was the Junior'Senior Reception which we really enjoyed. April 7 we gave the Senior play Toby Doodle Dandy, a threefact comedy. April 23 Baccalaureate services were held in the school gymnasium. April 28 was the last day of school and that night Commencement Exercises were held in the gymnasium of New Lisbon High School where eight Seniors received their diplomas. Let the Hope of Today Ring the Bells of 'Tomorrow Page Seven COLORS: Rose f Silver FLOWER: Sweet Pea

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SENIUR PRUPHECY Clodfelter, our beloved sponsor, mops his forehead and sighs wearily as he trudges from another of those Senior class meetings. He seems to be dreaming of the day when peace will again rule the earth and the Seniors will be graduated. Dream. I bet he does dream of us. As he goes home to take his daily before supper nap, suppose we follow and merge into his dreams and find out. We now have him lying down on the couch in the living room. Poor fellow, we must have been terribly hard on him be- cause he falls to sleep incredibly fast. He seems to be having a nightmare. No, he just thought of the Seniors again. He is sweetly dreaming now, but he can't keep from thinking about those Seniors. He is having another nightmare. No wonder for he seems to be on some South Sea Island and of all people he seems to see Pop Hunt selling ready-made grass skirts to the femi- nine population. His only rival is Dot Raines, a mercenary missionary, teaching the natives against such things and besides her wares are only half price. He mumbles something about they haven't changed. He seems to be rambling in his dreams. It is pretty foggy where we are, so it must be London. It is. I wonder who could be here. He is seeing a long table at which are seated important people from all countries. Can you believe it? Who is there but our own Helen Query. She seems to be presid- ing over them and they are discussing and negotiating the world peace. ' This scene fades out and our dreaming sponsor grows restless again. We seem to be strolling in a fashionable part of town. A distinguished looking gen- tleman is walking down the avenue. It is Dick Luellen who made quite a fortune Page Nine selling Willkie buttons to collectors and made a name for himself playing profes- sional ice hockey as the star goalie for the Cleveland Barons. This last scene disturbed our sponsor more than somewhat and hc murmers, L'Who'd have guessed? Although this last scene disturbed our spon- sor, he now is acting like he is having a whole herd of nightmares. As we watch, a courtroom comes into view and who is the criminal lawyer but the fabulous I. P. Snow. He was intending to be a criminal but one of the faculty changed his mind and told him he could do better as a crim- inal lawyer. He is noted for his ability to consume a pint of the best liquor before go- ing to court. Who is the gentleman who looks up from his copy of Esquire to whistle and then pound his gavel for order in the court? Why it is Judge Neil Barlow. Who is the prosecuting attorney but the famous career woman, Verna Humphrey? She is the ex- ample that a career woman can have a home and family. She is happily married and living on a farm when she is not work- ing. She travels everywhere by airplane. Clodfelter seems to be enjoying what he is dreaming now as he is smiling as if to say, just as I expected. That couldn't be my- self - but it is. In a striped suit I am sit- ting on a bench writing. I am the editor of the Alcatraz Weekly. This scene seemed to put our sponsor in a much better frame of mind, but he is now rolling and tossing like a rowboat in a hurricane. And no won- der. There he is, still a private in the U. S. Army. A Sergeant seems to think he is not digging his ditch fast enough. This is too much for him, and as he rolls off the couch. We had better leave in a hurry! DICK WICKER