Ottawa Hills High School - Mesasa Yearbook (Ottawa Hills, OH)

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-5-F LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT We, the class of 1951, of the Ottawa Hills High School in the County of Lucas, State of Ohio, being of sound mind and memory, and not acting under fraud, duress, menace, or the undue influence of any person whatsoever, do make, publish, and declare this our last will and testament. I, Joan Abbott, do leave my poise to Patty Adams. I, Larry Bandfield, do leave my vocal chords to Don Colenback. I, Barbara Bebout, do leave a slightly used bottle of peroxide to Dottie Marks. I, John Bertsch, do leave my baseball bat to Sid Davis. I, Barbara Black, do leave my jodhpurs to Sarah Rudy. I, Cynthia Brumback, do leave my height to Marilyn Leighty. I, Terry Clark, do leave my Irish eyes to Suzie Holtzman. I, Mary Dennany, do leave my arm scratching technique to Peggy Fuller. I, Dick DeVore, do leave my paint brushes and palette to Bob Rogers. I, John Dodge, do leave my camera and flash bulbs to Frank Nicoll. I, Leon Feuer, do leave my gait to Dave Mebane. I, Edward Furst, do leave my athletic ability to Joe Duffey. I, Bob Gebhardt, do leave my address books to Tom Klein. I, Elenore Haunstein, do leave my clothes to Janet Haunstein. I, Barbara Hirsch, do leave my stationery and pen to Mary Fuller, I, Margie Jamieson, do leave my friendliness to Joanie Black. I, Janice Kase, do leave my Pepsodent smile to Sue Pope. I, Judy Kent, do leave my inimitable remarks to Terry Bolles. I, Polly Longenecker, do leave my gavel to the next Student Council president. I, Pete Lott, do leave my golf clubs in care of Bill Black. I, Harv Olson, do leave my incomparable laugh to Jon Deimel. I, Bob Reese, do leave my old themes and book reports to Freddie Reese. I, Bill Scher, do leave my love for jazz music to Johnnie Colenback. I, Ross Shumaker, do leave my brains to Rocky Furst. I, Lee Slayton, do leave my pegged pants to Ben Bowker. I, Judy Starsky, do leave my exuberance to Ginny Beck. I, Jack Stichter, do leave my self-confidence to Bill Miller. I, Ron Turner, do leave the O. H. women to Dave Shaffer. I, John Walbridge, do leave my mature attitude to Bob Fraser. I, Tom Welly, do leave my generosity to Nancie Howe. I, Anne Widrig, do leave my personality to Diane Byron. 28

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i KINDERGARTEN KLUB liarbtmz Hirrclv, Polly Ll1711QL'7IL't'kL'1', Bufliafu Blink, Terry Cfltzrb, fllfill lieriwlv, M tlrgie ftnlziem fl. THE HISTORY OF THE CLASS OF '51 Get your seats, folks, the show is about to begin. There go the lights and the iilm has begun. The title is The Life and Death of the Most Outstanding Class Ottawa Hills Ever Had or Thank Gosh They're Gone. Youll have to pick the title that you feel is most appropriate. Well, the film has begun and there are seven of our most illustrious seniors lying on their rugs in the kindergarten and taking their usual naps. Everything is quite in order except for the fact that Eon Black is having a line time tickling little Prudie Padgett who gig- gles coyly and then hits him over the head with the cast on her arm. Oh. there's the house made out of blocks and the doll house, and remember the sandbox? Strange that Mike Barnard preferred a little sand from the sandbox with his milk and crackers but of course. to each his own, The scene is changing, however, and with much foreboding and fear of Miss Brambles famous technique of hair pulling, we advanced to the preponderous problems of learning to read and write and get along without killing each other. There was really no need for being scared of Miss Bramble, though. The only time she re- vealed any streak of ferocity was the time she washed o.1t johnny Bertsch's mouth with soap. We're really on our way now and here we are in the second grade. It was during this year that we first began to display our dramatic talents in the operetta jack in the Beanstalk. Being a precocious group we were already revealing our talents in other lines, and so in the next picture you see us perched all over the hicycle shed singing a rousing chorus of a lovely song Theres Terry Clark leading the group and what is it we are so lustily chanting? Margie loves Larry, Margie loves Larry! Those two bright red spots are the faces of Margie Jamieson and Larry Bershon. As the projector rattles on we see ourselves in third grade. My, aren't we growing up! Such sophisticates! At least we would be if Cynthia would stop beating th: boys at soccer and Barbara Hirsch would refrain from 2 9