Osceola High School - Bulldog Yearbook (Osceola, NE)

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Class Prophecy As we go along, suppose we find out what the people that could not come along are doing. First, take Rosemary Walgreen. She is still going to school to learn to become a teacher. You know if she tries hard enough, she's going to make it yet. Christine Shemek couldn’t go because she was too busy raising her ten kids. She tried using child psychology on her first two but by the time she got her tenth one, it just has to grow like Topsy. Gerald Bryan wasn't able to go either because he is over in Africa. He has become a missionary. He went over into cannibal territory 16 years ago, and hasn't been heard from since. Too busy to write, I suppose. Rosella Cerny is retired now. She went out to Hollywood for her health but when some director saw her, he made -a movie star out of her and paid $5,000 a week. Not bad, if you can get it. Kenneth Beebe wanted to be retired, also, by the time he was 40, but he isn't. He's just plain tired. Last he was heard of, he was trying to get a way from the depot agent in some small town in Kansas. Bob Brown (the black sheep of the class) is the boss of the underworld. It took him a long time but he finally made it. Florence Kresha couldn't make it because she is trying to break the world's flagpole sitting record. Bob Peterson was the only one who decided to stay on the farm. Bless his little heart. LaVonne Dinges still works at Crouse's but she's bought half interest in it, so it's Crouse and Dinges Drug Co. Dorothy Kresha is entirely different from the rest of her class. Yes, she got married, settled down, and is living a very normal and happy life (which is more than can be said for most of the others). Eugene Shemek and Martyn Youngstrom have decided to become hermits. No one knows why; they just went up a mountain one day and never returned. And last but not least we find Marilyn Kuhnel in a carnival outfit. She has a job as a motorcycle rider. It doesn't pay so good, but it is exciting. And now back to the rocket ship. The expedition failed. But with such a class, Fm sure that they will try again and will make it next time. We, the magnificent sophisticated, seniors of O. H. S., city of Osceola, state of Nebraska, being of sound mind and body but sensible to the uncertainty of our life's span do hereby in this year of 1951 give our last will and testament. Ofzarzak my car and driver's license so she won't have to take Driver's Education. I, LaVonne Dinges, will to Janet Zedicher, my ability to stay away from other girl's boy friends. It keeps you out of trouble, Janet. I, Rosemary Walgreen, will to La Vern Richards my manly cheerleading voice. Now La Vern, old chap, your voice will be lower. I, Florence Kresha, will to Jean Ofzarzak my ability to stay away from men, no trouble that way.

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I, Marilyn Kuhnel, will to Delmar Augustin my ability to lose my voice. Now you can't talk so much in study hall. I, Barbara Russell, will to Marian Boden, the right to call her man Punkin. P. S. I hope that his head doesn't match his name, Marian. I, Chris Shemek, will to Glen Brazee my baby sitting ability. Now you' 11 have an excuse to hold babes on your knees. I, Meta Deeter, will to Joanne Carlson my ability to go steady, no matter if you first must get a man by hook or by crook. I, Wally Johnson, will to Kenneth Esau my ability to get so many ninth periods, so that there will never be a dull moment. I, Don Gabriel, will my height to Bob Walgreen. You need those extra muscles and inches for basketball, Bob. I, Joyce Morgan, will my dramatic ability to Verneta Ferris to be used only in capturing a man. You have to love 'em up good, kid. I, Sally Ball, will my talking ability to Eleanor Gabriel. Now you can have that extra strong voice to use in all free periods. I, Jo Bowe, will to Demaris Johnson my saddle shoes so you can't always have yours looking so white. I, Mava Grossnicklaus, will to Demaris Johnson my c r o w n. Maybe it will give you a push for next year. I, Bob Peterson, will to Bob Peterson my nickname Pete. I, Alice Johnson, will my beautiful name Snoose to Jim Sterup. This is due to the fact that such a wonderful name should never die, and should always be carried on by one of my dearest friends. We, Dorothy Kresha and Rosella Cerny will our A in conduct to Lyle Kennedy. This should be used only when necessary. I, Rita Kresha, will to Rose Bernt my ability to do so much in school and still take 5 subjects. You don't have time for anything else, Rose, but at least it makes you look energetic. I, Bob Brown, will to Lyle Kennedy my height. Now don't go around saying that the only reason you can not get a girl is because you are short. I, Eugene Shemek, will to Don Lindblade my car so he won't have to ride with other kids to school. I, Dick Watts, will to Francis Ienn my dimples. They prove very useful, Francis, especially when you’re at a game and see those cute cheerleaders. I, Martyn Youngstrom, will to Robert Johnson all of my high school girls, so when Tm gone they won't be lonesome. I, Carol Miller, will to Glenna Richards my ability to argue in classes. You lose friends that way, but you get your two cents worth in. I, Kenneth Beebe, will to Gerald Schmoker my crew cut. They are so becoming. I, Max Anderson, will to Harold Johnson nothing. Tm going to take it all with me. I, Ronnie Koehler, will to Ray Miller my bowed legs, so he can fit on his motor scooter better. The above statements were subscribed, s e a 1 e d and compiled by the senior class of '51 and this is the lasting testament of that class. May these wills prove prosperous for all who have received them. May they ever walk in the steps of their elders, and be led on to wealth, victory, and happiness.