Onarga Township High School - Onarquois Yearbook (Onarga, IL)

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CLASS WILL We the class of 1954, of Onarga High School, being in as good mental condition as usual, and in much better temper than usual, do hereby make this, our last will and testament, rendering void any former wills or rash promises, that may have been previously made by us. We bequeath, to the Junior Class--our rightful heirs, our importance and wisdom, both of which we possess in enormous quantities. We also leave to the Juniors any notebooks, pencils or unfinished business, including debts acquired in this business of being a Senior. To our good friends, die Sophomores, we leave our patience. It will be most useful as it is the only means by which they can endure the Juniors. To the F reshmen, we leave any of our great store of knowlege that the Juniors feel they can do without. To our principal, Mr. Jones, we bequeath, free of all inheritance tax, a sense of relief that we have at last graduated, pleasant memories of our 4 years together, and a feeling of pride in any great deeds or noteworthy achievements that our future may contain, realizing that such glories--if any--will owe much to his example and counsel. To our teachers, the faculty of OHS, we hereby bequeath our valuable sense of humor, without which we would have found our school life painful indeed and which will make it more endurable for them. We also give them our very best regards and sincere gratitude for their unfailing kindness and aid. To Mr. Haire, we will all our consumed midnight oil and gas. To our dear Janitors, we leave a peaceful quiet caused by our absence and any apple cores, wads of gum or old notes we may have left behind. To Carol, we leave ourselves to experiment with in her future studies. And in this manner we dispose of our personal belongings: I, Beverly Kietzman, will my Geometry book to anyone foolish enough to take it. I, Joan Zirkle, will my ••giggles to Pat Barringer. I, Ann Wasmer, will my ability to go with one boy to the Junior girls. I, Larry Fisher, will be hanged if I’ll will Ann Wasmer to anyone. I, Mary Anne Gibson, will my friendly attitude to Johanna Gregory. I, Audrie Haskins, will my ability of getting away with 2-timing five girls at one time to anyone who thinks he needs it. I, Jasper Bailey, will my ability to get along with Mrs. Zarcoff to Bob Crist. I, Joan Haerr, will my good taste in clothes to Lois Wilson. I, Dorthea Bellmann, will my slightly used schoolbooks to Pat Doyle. I, Dolores Hendricks, will my sewing ability to Mary Crist. I, Jim Pool, will all my girlfriends to Duane Erwin. I, Mildred Harding, willmy ability to go steady with one boy for three years to Glenda Wilson. I, Wendell Bewsey, will all my pencils to Larry Balding and Mr. Emmons plus my ability to steal them and get away with it. I, Ann Snow, will my agility to Ruth Virkus. I, Mary Lou Schulz, will my complete silence to Colton Johnson. I, Una Woodard, will my ability to go with older boys to Ardis Harshbarger. I, Don Wilson, will my ability to get straight E’s to Duane Erwin. I, Kay Taylor, will my 1st chair clarinet to John Zirkle for such uses as seranading his many beautiful women. I, Randy Cultra, will my seat in the lunch room to any of next year's Senior girls. I, Wilfred Cook, will anything to anybody--that is, within reason. I, Alice Jones, will my ability to be the first one to school in the morning to Duane Erwin, who with that trusty bicycle should never be late. I, Bob Pool, will my ability to fight with Bill Reed in History Class to Bob Thomas, in case they’re both there next year. I, Sandra Lathrop, will my height to Maxine Gerken. I, Roberta Ford, will my job at the theatre and my interest in R.T. to Barbara Fisher, I, Jim Forrest, will my ability to be quiet in English Class to Bob Crist. I, Ruth Egley, with due respect to Mr. Wahlgren, do will my great ability in mathematics to the algebra 1 class. I, Florence Townsend, will my ability as an orator to Bill Reed which will enable him to say less in more words.

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GRADUATION Our Senior year will always be remembered as a busy but happy climax of our high school career. After having been an underclassman for three years we finally reached our high school goal -- to be a Senior. We started the year by electing Herb Becker as President for the third consecutive year; Bob Pool, Vice-President; Pat Skates, Secretary; and Kay Taylor, Treasurer. Herb, Sandra Lathrop and Ann Wasmer represented us in Student Council. After the freshman initiation of mud packs, egg shampoos and a visit to the torture house we decided to let the freshmen recuperate and turned our interest toward money raising projects. We sold cakes and worked the concessions at games and soon filled the dent made in our treasury by our last year expenses as Juniors. As a class we were well represented in scholastics, athletics, music and dramatics and had many letter and other award winners. Even some of our hidden talent was disclosed when our cowboy impersonators put on a fine skit for the Korn Bawl. The Junior-Senior Banquet and dance with the theme “Deep Purple” will long be remembered by us for it was a truly fine banquet and dance. The last minute rush to get our English term papers in on time, our struggle for a ”B” average to get out of finals and our many long and heated “car versus bus” debates as a means of transportation for our senior trip are a few of the many memories of our Senior year we have. Our Baccalaureate on May 23 and Commencement of May 28 was followed by the Alumni Dance and Banquet on May 29 and our trip to Kirkwood Lodge from May 31 through June 3. Even though we are through, memories will always remind us of our high school days at O. H. S.

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I, Bob Sumrall, will the sheet music of Old Man River to Larry Salmon. I, Herb Becker, will my ability to play shortstop to Andy Empey. I, Bill Hayslett, will my ability to get my schoolwork done in one period to Quin Cultra. I, Shirley Tilstra, will my long, naturally curly hair to Pat Barringer. I, John Shepard, will my perfect attendance record to Shirley Seggebruch. Besides these bequests we leave our best wishes to any and all who may desire them. Finally, we do hereby name and appoint as the sole executor of this, our last will and testament, our class advisor Mr. Jones. In witness thereof we, the Class of 1954 have underto set our hands, and seal of our class, this 19th day of May in file year of our Lord, one thousand nine hundred and fifty-four. Witnesses: ONARGA HIGH SCHOOL 1. Dorothy Zarcoff CLASS OF 1954 2. Hugh E. Jones CLASS PROPHECY Mary Lou Schulz. RN. BSN, BS. OTR. Kankakee State Hospital Kankakee, Illinois May 18. 1954 Kay Taylor, 1st Class Navy Nurse Dien Bien Phu Indochina Dear Kay, Thanks loads for the package of Chinese band-aids. I’ve never seen anything like them. I used one of them on a small cut about j inch long, and it left a 6-inch scar. They’re really quite remarkable. By the way Kay, I was back in good old Onarga the other day. Received news of every member in our class. Isn’t that surprising? As my chauffeur, Wilfred Cook, pulled up at the four-way stop, I found myself directly in front of Shepherd’s Fold formerly DuVall’s Cafe. JI was in file back seat of a big car.) John bought out the business after Bill retired a multimillionaire. And John, See-all, and Know-all, and Tell-all Shepherd was brimming over with glad tidings of old schoolmates made good. As he twirled his mustache he briefed me on the business exploits of one James Randall Cultra and associate Cedric Wiehunt who have dedicated their lives to the beautification of the world. WhileRandall’s business takes him far and wide, he leaves the business with his second in command, the former Mary Ann Gibson, who divides her time between the adding machine and the family, which is growing faster than Randy’s thriving business. Then without much adieu, John consented to escort me on a conducted tour of this now very thriving metropolis. As we ventured south on 45 I was anxious to see how the Ford business in Onarga had grown. Upon further investigation, we were informed that classmate Bill Hayslett had confiscated the Ford Motor Mart in Onarga, and is very modest about his success. We thenproceededtotheElSwanko, formerly the Chief Cafe, which is now owned and operated by Audrie and Betty Haskins. We arrived just in time for the floor show, and who else should obtain top billing but Joan Zirkle, world renowned dramatist. Joan is now doing her famed bubble-dance with basketballs, she has decided to change with the seasons. I pity her when baseball season comes around. Sure hope she isn’t interested in ping pong. As we were sitting there reminiscing, we were distracted by a riot which was started by the local rowdy, Jim; oneround, Forrest. He was voicing lurid opinions of the customers, and was promptly ousted by the bouncer, Jim PooL As the swinging door gently swayed to and fro, I was astonished to find the rumor boldly confirmed that Pat Skates, and Dolores Hendricks were bar-maids. Further investigation into the matter revealed to us that Bob Sumrall had procured the position as male vocalist with the much publicized Jolly Sailors who have played before the crowned heads of Europe.