Nova High School - Trojan Yearbook (Nova, OH)

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SENIOR CLASS HISTOR Y' In September of the year 194-3, sixteen happy-gcw lucky Freshmen entered high school. They were: Ellsworth Bair, Virginia Phillips, Dorothy Crawford, Donald Crawford, Wayne lvloody, Williarn Patton, Carl Phillips, junior Phillips, Stanley Richards, Lyle Robinson, Rita Kostecke, Mabel Nelson, Eugene Campbell, Kenneth Stokes, Doris Hawley, and Maxine Wells. In our Sophomore year we lost Kenneth Stokes, Eugene Campbell and Mabel Nelson. We gained three new members this year. They were Maurita Hanes, Mary Jacobs, and Scott Wells. We lost Lyle Robinson when he went into the Army. This year our Senior class has thirteen members. They are: Ellsworth Bair, Donald Crawford, Dorothy Crawford, Maurita I-lanes, Doris Hawley, Maxine Wells, Wayne Moody, William Patton, Stanley Richards, and Mary Jacobs. We elected officers this year as followsg President--Donald Crawford, Vice-president--Virginia Phillips, Secretary--Maxine Wells, Treasurer--Doris Hawley, News Reporter-- Stanely Richards. Our class sponsor is Superintendent james L. Doran. William Patton, Carl Phillips, and junior Phillips were on the varsity basketball team. Donald Crawford, Ellsworth Bair, and Stanley Richards were on the reserves. Our contribution to cheerleading was Doris Hawley and Maxine Wells. All members of the Senior class participated 1n mixed chorus. The pioneers of our class are Virginia Phillips, Wayne Moody, Carl Phillips, junior Phillips, and Stanley Richards. --Wayne B . Moody

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SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY As I was walking down the main street of a large city in northeastern Ohio in the spring of 1957, I began to think back to my high school days. lt seems surprising that only ten years ago I graduated from good old Nova High. Suddenly, my dreams were shattered! Ahead of me was one of my old school chun'-s, Bill Patton, in the uniform of a street cleaner, industriously wielding a broom. I stopped and after talking to Bill for a few minutes I discover ed that he .Jas an author. The book he is working on now is entitled, The Life and Loves of a Street Sweeper, which accounted for the street cleaners uniform. But then, Bill always took his work seriously. Bill put his broom on his shoulder and asked me if I would have dinner with him. I accepted his invitation and after a visit to Bill's apartment we headed for a restaurant. On the way to the eating place, we passed a large building with a big sign in the front yard which read-- Dr. S. H. Richards, Cat and Dog Hospital . I was glad to learn that Rich had succeeded in his ambition to be a vet. The restaurant which Bill led me to had the name of 'iMac and Elsie's Place . The Mac was the shortest member of our class, Maxine Wellsg the Elsie was none other than Doris E. Hawley. Maxine said she was a confirmed old maid. fWe have heard that she has been secretly married for some time., Her business partner is engaged to the owner of a chain of hardware stores. After a very delicious meal at Mac and Elsie's Place, Bill and I hired a car to take a drive in the country. As we were driving along we saw another member of the Class of '47 chugging along in a Cletrac. It was the business man of our class, Ellsworth Bair. We stopped for a time to chat with E'.lzie and learned that he was general manager of a 5,000 acre chicken and grain farm. We also were informed that he had married a former neighbor of his and that there were two little Bairs in the family. After I got Bill to promise to visit me soon I caught the train for home. In my compartment later that night I turned on the television set and lay back to enjoy the music. To my great surprise, this is what I heard: This is your old swoon boy, Add Phillips, of station WNOVA bringing you another half hour of music. Sure enough, it was my old classmate, junior looking the same as ever. I fell asleep while listening to his lovely music. I awoke early the next morning to answer someone's persistent knocking at the door. Who could it be at this time of morning? It turned out to be Dr. Mary Jacobs. She explained that she had been told that I was on the train so she had come to investigate. We talked over old times and she told me she had her office in Columbus and she was now on vacation. Her school pal, Maurita Hanes, is her assistant and is taking care of the office during Mary's absence. Maurita is now a registered nurse and is taking her work very seriously. The train stopped and as I got offl Saw my beautiful blonde wife and son waiting for me. We went directly home and after dinner started reading my mail. The first letter I opened was from none other than Virginia Phillips.