Nokomis High School - Old Nokomis Yearbook (Nokomis, IL)

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Senior Will DR. I. M. NUT QUACK’S ANNUAL REPORT INMATES’ RATTLE-BRAIN BEQUESTS We, the noted and decidedly brilliant Seniors, hoping to be of sound mind and body after serving our time in N. T. H. S. sanatorium leave to the inmates and our dear old A lama Mammie the following collections of prize trinckets and eyebrow raising habits which helped to make us famous. We, the Seniors, leave to the faculty the memory of the flying paper wads, the gum chewing girls, the silly giggles that issued forth from the back of the room, and last but not least, our brilliant remarks. To Mr. Kessler, we leave the broken desks, the mud we tracked in, the writing on the wall, and the cold civics room. To the Juniors, we leave a pair of No. 20 shoes, so they can follow in our successful footsteps. To the Sophomores, we leave the feeling of being unimportant. To the Freshmen, we leave the confusion between classes, getting lost, and the fear of the Seniors’ initiation. To Miss Hinkle, we leave the thrill of playing Information Please.” ODDS AND ENDS SECTION I, Melba Schneider, leave my library and English straw to Clifford Jaros. I, Myron Schaefer, leave Miss Cocks free from my all-too-brilliant remarks. I, Lamar Colonius, leave all my blue ribbons to the ag” department. I, Edward Roth, leave my slick technique” to Pete Paesani. I, Wilbur Chambers, leave, period. I, Bill Bowers, leave my position in the Super Escort Agency” to Russell German. I, Mary Ellen Chambers, leave a sister to carry on. I, Mary Catherine Askew, leave my foot prints on the steps. I, Junior Hopwood, leave with just what I brought. I, Margery Betzold, leave my unpublished book for girls, How to Get Your Man and Hold Him” or By the Swing of a Club.” I, Louise Morrell, leave Josephine Johnson to dish hash in the soup kitchen. I, Wayne Foster, leave my little Black Book to Petuna Bertinetti. I, Patricia Conway, leave all the untold moron-jokes to Rita Bernamonti. I, Oral May Woltmann, leave Johnny, Waxie, Chuck, Pete, Don, Bob, etc. to Gloria Ray, who will appreciate them. I, Louie Zandonai, leave my out-of-school-jokes to brother Lino. I, John Poliak, leave the moon-lit South Fork roads to Melvin Smith. I, Nina Jean Smalley, leave Freida Caulk to giggle by herself. I, Edgar Bowman, leave all the heart broken girls my forwarding address. I, Irene Coady, leave my heart deep in the heart of Coalton. I, Pete Catgenova, leave my name on my desk for next year’s tenant. I, Edith Costa, leave my handsome Uncle to carry on. I, Leonard Chabala, leave to Mr. Rademacher all my excess hair in a paper bag. I, Margaret Durasa, leave my choice bits of gossip to Evelyn Durbin. We, Leslie and Melvin Johnson, leave our formula for causing the loudest explosion to some other brave chemists. I, Shirleyann Kapilla, leave my secret on how to try to get other girls’ boy-friends to Edwina Stauder. Twenty-two

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Senior Prophecy Mexico City, Mexico—Adeline Johnson, super Chevrolet salesman, has been in Mexico a month after having sold cars throughout the United States and Canada. Tripolitana, Africa—Inez, Orlena, Melvin, Leslie, and Paul Johnson are now touring the allied countries, soothing the people’s post-war nerves with American entertainment. They are known as The Johnson Jitterbugs.” Lincoln, Nebraska—Janice Jones owns a chain of Route 16 restaurants throughout the United States. Montreal, Canada—Mary Kacura is still in Canada, where she fled when the war ended because too many of her admirers from the Army, Navy, and Marines returned to her, and she feared the consequences. Havana, Cuba—Shirleyann Kapilla owns one of the world’s gayest pleasure spots. Fun-seekers, the world over, gather here in Havana at the Cozia Nooka. Dublin, Ireland—Ralph Kingsley, American millionaire, arrived here yesterday with his fleet of yachts to marry Mara Marooney, famous Irish society girl. Long Beach, California—Wayne Kottwitz, famous explorer, returned today from Africa with a shipment of diamonds, hoping to fascinate the weaker sex. Witt, Illinois—Myrtle Landers was elected mayor of Witt today. She is the first woman mayor Witt has ever had. Spokane, Washington—Paul Lehenbauer revealed to the world another of his spectacular inventions. This one is a mind-reading typewriter which requires nothing but a little thought to operate it. Riverton, Kentucky—Sylvia Menin’s thoroughbred, Slow-poke, outran the other horses and won the Kentucky Derby. Miami, Florida—Murphy’s Music Market, with Betty Murphy as manager, arrived here today after having traveled through every town in thirty-seven states, distributing juke boxes” in each town to enable the young moderns” to swing out”. Lansing, Michigan—Gerald Mehochko, the great football coach, has finished his book, entitled Get the Ball and Run.” Nokomis, Illinois—Ernest O’Malley’s Taxwell Cabin Tea Time” radio program will be telecast tonight at 7 o’clock from our new television station. Edward Roth’s orchestra with 'Singing Sal’, Louise Morrell, will provide the evening’s entertainment. Margaret Pick’s whereabouts are uncertain but we know she is somewhere in the Pacific with her sailor husband. Nokomis, Illinois—John Poliak, the strict ag” teacher who has the 5th hour assembly at N. T. H. S., has a record of sending two students to the office every day. Hollywood, California—June Ruffing has at last crashed the gates of Hollywood. She is contracted by the I. No. U. studios and is to star as the invisible girl in What Have We Here?” Myron Schaefer plays the roll of the hero, also invisible. I suppose we will see very little of this picture. Augusta, Georgia—Melba Schneider, principal of Only Boys School”, retired today after recovering from a nervous breakdown. Waltham, Mass.—Nina Jean Smalley and Gladys Taylor tied today in this state’s bathing beauty contest. El Paso, Tex.—Rodeo owner, Earl Stauder, bought a shipment of horses from Arabia yesterday. Seattle, Washington—Lorothy Damour, known formerly as Alice Toschak, is vacationing here after her recent picture as sarong” girl. Washington, D. C.—The President, Bruce Wie-ncke, and his private secretary and friend, Louis Vericker, held a council today to discover ways of diminishing the excess rubber supply. They already have made rubber shoes, suits, dresses, bumpers, neckties, small gadgets, jars, etc.; almost everything but checks. St. Paul, Minn.—Virginia Wernsing, having published her book on moron jokes, now sits quietly in her 43-room house with her several pets to keep her company and relates the newest moron jokes to her parrot. Birmingham, Ala.—Miss Oral May Woltmann has just heard of Harry Hoff’s exploration for the right” girl and, since she has never yet found the right guy”, is preparing to join Hoff to carry on with him. New York, N. Y.—Harry Wright, famous news commentator, is traveling around the world to report on its readjustment after the war. Neward, N. J.—Charles Zueck and Louie Zan-donai have started another fad among the men of this country. It is a new haircut fashioned after the Algonquian Indians. They call it Al Gon”. The seniors of ’43 have had their futures foretold and, as they breath sighs of relief, a sudden explosion rocks the room. The Future-Foreteller meets its sudden end. But—it has accomplished its purpose. Secretary—Madam Zombie 'Bets’. Twenty-one

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I, Bruce Wiencke, leave Ray Taft as President of the South Fork Whoppers’ Club. I, Sylvia Menin, leave my quiet unspoken remarks to Doris Kates. I, Harry Wright, leave the school for someone else; I’m going home to my cabbages and tomatoes. I, Margaret Pick, leave my love for sailors strictly with the Navy. I, Butch” Zueck, leave a warning to all boys, Keep hands off me gal.” I, June Ruffing, leave the memories of 42’s Yankees to Mr. Bertolino. I, Steve Geletka, leave school to be a hermit and fish in the Coalton Lake. I, Gladys Taylor, leave my ability to keep quiet in the locker room to those noisy junior girls. I, Ernest O’Malley, leave, bringing peace and quiet to the whole school. I, Lyla Herzog, leave the cold economics room to Mr. Bertolino. I, Dean Anderson, leave my athletic record to the coach. 1, Lilian Abrolat, leave my front seat to Steve Dasovich, so he can see the assembly programs. I, Charles Friesland, leave my snow balling ability to someone else. I, Louise Rigoni, leave my ability to leave other people’s things alone, to Olive Mae Woodhouse. I, Harry Hoff, leave with very few addresses. I, Myrtle Landers, leave Norma Carlock a box of chalk so she can write shorthand all over the boards. I, Louis Vericker, leave my ability to sleep sitting up” to Bill Betzold. I, Alice Toschak, leave brother Joe, Heaven knows—that’s enough. I, Gerald Mehochko, leave all my old flames to Lee Grimes. I, Janice Jones, leave Miss Hohler with her bookkeeping. I, Helen Blasko, leave to watch over Coalton. I, Adeline Johnson, leave with my love letters and my car. The school may have all the rest. We, Betty Murphy and Virginia Wernsing, leave Mr. Montgomery a quiet fifth hour assembly. 1, Ralph Kingsley, leave the erasers, that I throw in fourth hour English, to the school. I, Mary Kacura, leave my merry humor to Mildred Fearn. I, Hubert Crabbe, leave my desk for Mary Cranfill to stuff full of papers as usual. I, Earl Stauder, leave my Knack for hitch-hiking to Dave Seeburger. I, Orlena Johnson, leave all my short pencils to Miss Pircher. I, Wayne Kottwitz, leave my manly physique to Melvin Pieper. I, Inez Johnson, leave my job as class treasurer to next year’s poor hooked dame. I, Paul Lchenbauer, leave my title as perfect angel” to Jimmy Jachino. I, Paul Johnson, leave what is left of the school to the future Johnsons. Signed, sealed, and witnessed on this thirtieth day of February at Cuckoo Corners. Witnesses: tyafiafe on Bonaparte jjaiiub (taebar (7flargery tBetzofd, Chief Cook and Bottle Washer of The Crack-pot Department Twenty-three