Newcomerstown High School - Newcosean Yearbook (Newcomerstown, OH)

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BOBBY SOX CLUB of '49 First row: Doris Robinson, Margery Dorsey, Marjorie Froelich, June Addy, Mar- garet Dayton, Audrey Hashman. Second row: Norma Shryock, Beryl Best, Virginia Tay- lor, Phyllis Smyvth, Beat- rice Hughes, Marjorie Bates. fffie Steves? Baat will We the members of the Senior Class of 1949, being of unsound mind and unsound ways do hereby will to Zlze Juniors and the unzlerclassmen the follow- ing rirfues and brzfl lmbils: I, Dick Hannahs, leave for Lick Bun. I, Gary Phillips, leave Mrs. Phillips still wondering how I got an MA in English. I, Albert Beall, relenquish my loud socks to anyone brave enough to wear them. I, Marjorie Froelich, leave ...............,...,..,......... with Dick. I, Jim Nay, will my lost weekends in Lafayette to Darrel Beiter. VVe, Jeanne and Marie Murphy, leave for Cambridge. I, June Addy, will Martha Jane the Bed Chevy. I, Floyd Liggett, leave Layfette-bound. I. JoAnn Couts, bequeath my long black hair to Alice Zwoll. I, Don Kohl, will my experiments with gun powder in Chemistry to Dale Thompson. I, Margery Dorsey, leave HSquirt Haver to the Freshmen girls, they think. I, Carole Neal, bequeath my flirting dark eyes to Joan Barnett. I, Graedon Cornell, leave in a black Buick. I, Buth Art, bequeath my joke telling in study hall to Marjorie Addy. I, Marjorie Bates, leave N. C. T. High to have my daily arguments with Bob. I, Howard Meek, relinquish my Phys. Ed. ability to Earl and John Murphy. I, Jack Hampton, leave Wrae regretfully. TWENTY-FIVE

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the telephone call just received by operator Betty Carney from Jack Beiter and Dale Maloy. These two Foreign Diplomats in the country of Wolffe, which is ruled by George Waller, had missed the U.S.S. Newcomer, and cabled their regards to the Class of '49. This steamship line, with offices in New York City, is owned by Sue Barnett, Norma Mason, and Betty Wilson. We notice other classmates atithe table to our left. They are Joan Neal Cunningham, Beverly Foraker Maurer, Doris Haning Foreman, with their husbands. They tell us they all enjoy living within a block of eath other in Detroit, Michigan. Bill Raach and Bob 4'Butch,, Bay, bartenders at the Club '49, pause to talk to June Addy, make-up artist at N.C.T. Movie Studios. June is telling them how well Carole Neal and JoAnn Couts have done in the office of Liggett and Lehman, as accountants. Liggett and Lehman are owners of a new chain of self service gas stations extending from Los Angeles to Newcomerstown. The lights dim as Bob Zeigler, Master of Ceremonies, starts the evening's entertainment with the announcement of the first performance, a breathtaking exhibition of human skill in which Don Kohl hurls 12 knives simultaneously at his attractive partner, Marjorie Bates. The spot light reveals the beauty and precision of their act. These two have thrilled all Europe with their per- formances and have returned tonight to be with the grand old Class of 194-9. The knife act is over and the lights come on again. As the orchestra starts playing soft music we recognize among the players the talented musicians, Jack Hampton, Bill Evans, and Larry Patton. Now the M. C. is announcing that Margaret Dayton, soloist with the orchestra, will sing Hlt Had To Be You . She steps into the spotlight, lovely in her black strapless gown. There is a shriek in the audience. As we make our way through the crowd we see what has happened. James Nay, heavy-weight champion of the world, has just passed out at the sight of her. Zeigler interrupts the program to read us three telegrams of regret. The first one is from Edna Stonebrook and Clyde Carruthers, co-owners of the largest truck farm in Argentina, South America. Their truckers are on a strike and the owners have had to do their own work for the past week. From the jungles comes the second telegram. Hunting in Africa has kept Bill Whyde, famous game hunter, and his guide, LaVerne Plants, from our festivities. They are tracking down a prehistoric Brontosaurus 65 feet long and 12 feet high. We all wish them success. Foreign correspondents, Bill Sayre, John Shaw and Dean Tedrick cable that they have been detailed in Russia collecting phases of the average Russian's life for their paper the Newcomerstown Tribune owned by James Dorsey. The last on the program of the evening's entertainment is the great Merto- politan Opera Soprano, Maxine Julien, accompanied by the famous violinist, Herman Horn, and the orchestra. The evening draws to a close. The memories of N.H.S. have been recalled, and with a feeling of joy mingled with sadness we all rise to join our voices in singing our Alma Mater song L'Loyalty . TWENTY-FOUR

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I, Alberta Russell, bequeath Bookkeeping II to all the unfortunate. We, Beryl, Toni, and Pat, relinquish our daily trip to the corner mail box to any girl unlucky enough to have a man going to college. I, Jimmie Lehman, leave the seat in front of Grace Angle empty. We, I-Ioopy Neal and Kenny Carruthers, will our trips to Palmer's to Tidley Hannahs. I, Edna Stonebrook, give my ability of talking all the time in study hall to Imogene Stahl. I, Clyde Carruthers, bequeath my great height to Dean Shaw. I, Phyllis Smyth, leave singing Bell Bottom Trousers . I, Bob Zeigler, leave Don Silverthorne in Chemistry Lab still finding my un- knowns. I, Bill Evans, entrust my ability to skip Speech class to Dianne Davis. I, Bill Raach, leave in the middle of the year, glad to have completed my work. I, Jerry Stokes, will my stool at Barney's to Larry Gwynn. I, Bill Thomas, leave for Sugarcreek. I, Booty Moore, bequeath my radio playing ability to Mary Ann Garner. I, Beatrice Hughes, will my split skirts to Marjean Bisher. I, Norma Shurtz, leave my best girlfriend, Twila Gallagher, regretfully. We, Norma Shryock and Kenny Patterson leave ................................. We, We, We, We, We, We, We, We, We, the Seniors of the Pep Band, leave still out of tune. the second year Bookkeeping class, leave Mr. Braden still singing his love songs. the Seniors in Physics, will our low grades to next year's Physics class. the Senior girls of Shortland II leave Miss Gehrke still dictating 100 words a minute ---- with no one keeping up with her. the Seniors, leave Mr. Sharrock, still telling the same jokes he has told for the last four years. the Seniors of No. 102, leave Miss Stoner still taking attendance. the Seniors in No. 102, leave Mrs. Phillips still telling us to bring our excuses and grade cards in on time. the Senior girls of No. 105, leave Miss Duff still urging us to wear dresses instead of jeans . the members of the Senior Class, bequeath to the Juniors the honor of having the front seats in the auditorium, not because we want to but be- cause it is customary. Never again will the halls ring with the patter of our little feet or the shrieks TWENTY-SIX of our voices but long will these sounds remain in our memories.