Palestine High School - Eagle Yearbook (Palestine, OH)

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SENIOR CLASS WILL I, Marcella Kelley, as a representative of this Senior Class of Palestine Local School, being of sound mind and memory, do hereby will and bequeath in this, our last will and testament, the following items to the following people: Mary Ayette wills her curly hair to Mary Alice Bruner and her success as Edi- tor of the Recorder to Noel Marshall. Bill Holland wills his basketball ability to Iohnny Mikesell and his physique to Jimmy Cloyd. Donna Mae Teaford wills her short hair to Florence Garber and her becoming blushes to Jeannette Marshall. Gloria Harless wills her slimness to Juanita Lindamood and her quiet person- ality to Mary Margaret Murphy. Richard Burden wills his track ability to Wilbur Bevins and his love to Betty Stevens. Beverly jane DeVelbiss wills her ability to whistle to Ada Marie Runner and her dancing ability to Dorothy Bevins. Betsy Ferguson wills her small waist line to Doris Longfellow and her dignity to Martha Grim. ' Clarence Fowble wills his height to Ioe Graham and his red hair to Chester Epps. Ioan Jones wills her ability to drive a car to Betty Miller and her long hair to Ethel Iett. junior Marshall wills his speed on the basketball team to Bill Nestor and his affections for a cheerleader. Pat Rexrode wills her success in scholastic work to Phyllis Longfellow and her love to a sailor. Don Laux wills his ability to handle women to Paul Ayette and his seat by the window to Helen iowdenslager. Dan Iett wills his muscles to jim Burden and his active brain to Dwight Stump. Evelyn Stevens wills her typing ability to Ray Richards and her shy and modest personality to Betty Laux. Fred Clark leaves to Paul Runner his great ability to play basketball and his leisure time to Oxford College., Donna Stephens wills her ability to be a band leader to whoever can fill the place as well as she does. She leaves her shorthand ability to Ioan Archie. Marcella Kelley wills her dark brown eyes to Mable Waymire and her sense of humor to Mary Loii Hapner. Betty Bruner wills her long hair to Anna Dill and leaves her love to an ex- soldier. f To the junior Class we will our dignity and all the knowledge we failed to grasp. We also leave the Iuniors the job of putting out the Recorder, the choicest food at lunch, and the privilege of being proud Seniors. To the Sophomore Class we will our ability to have good basketball players. We also leave the Sophomore girls our ability to get out of cleaning the Horne Ec- onomics room. To the school infants KFreshmenD we leave our ability to learn and become Seniors. To the Faculty we will all of the blessed memories they may retain of our lives in school. To the Janitor of this school we leave our sympathy for not being able to keep the students warm because of a poor heating system. To the Board of Education that has been so generous to us, we will all the broken desks which we hope will be replaced for all that follow our steps. To our highly esteemed superintendent, Mr. McNemar, we leave a great respect for coaching our boys in their basketball games. ' We HOW Say SO-1O.ng and wish you many more happy hours at P. H. S.

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CLASS PROPHE CY Nationwide Boxing Bout of Heavyweight State Champions To End Tomorrow was the headline of the May 19, 1956 issue of the Cincinnati Enquirer. And to think that I, Don Laux, was sitting there in my Fifth St. apartment, ready to compete in that bout as state champion of Ohio with the champion of Missouri. It just seemed like yesterday that I was a Senior of P. H. S. How I longed to see my fellow classmates! The bout was to begin at 6 o'clock P. M. and I made an extra effort to be there in due time. As I entered the ring, my manager, Richard Burden, jabbed me in the ribs and told me to look at the first two rows of reserved seats. I lmew then I would have to win so as not to disappoint my dear friends. Believe it or not, I proved to be the champ- ion of the nation in the beginning of the fourth round. I always did say that four was my lucky number. I sure remember my basketball suit of the Eagle Squad! After my victory, I felt like celebrating and so must my old classmates as they were in the ring with me, cheering and yelling as they did for the Eagles. I knew this called for a party so I invited them over to my apartment for a grand old celebration. All of my friends seemed to have changed so, except my brother-in-law, junior Marshall. He used to tell us that he had no other name but junior and believe it or not he still goes by the name of junior. Even his tree little daughters call him Daddy junior. As Richard had eaten everything in the house that was eatable, I decided I would have to go get some refreshments, so my old buddy, Fred Clark oiered his assistance. While driving down Fifth St., I thought there was no timelike the present to ask the question that kept popping in my mind. Fred, I said, Did you ever marry Ioan Cole? Nat- urally, said Fred, she finally caught me about three years ago. He informed me that he and Ioan had spent the last three years farming Cole's place. He had spent several years playing collegiate basketball and still helped the alumni of P. H. S. i.n their independ- ent games. And to my amazement, Bill Holland happens to be Fred's helper. Of course, whether they get much work done or not is beyond me, as I recall how Fred and Bill were so chummy and should I say lazy at school, especially in Bookkeeping Class. But neverthe- less they should manage somehow! After finally arriving back home once more, where my friends were really carrying on and having a wonderful time, Fred and I carried the things into the house and had the women get things ready while we men stepped into another part of the house to carry on like we used to in the good old days at P. H. S. Being alone made us feel like we wanted to have a good game of Euchre, and to my surprise, guess what, for my first partner I had Clarence Fowble. After playing and chat- ting a little while I asked Clarence what he was doing now. And I wasn't the least aston- ished when he told me he married that girl from over by Arcanum and was now deeply in the farming business. He said he was getting along fine and that he had his own eighty acre farm. But to my amazement Clarence had five children--but that wasn't so bad--only there were four boys and one girl--the poor kidl The card game was now coming to an end and of course, I and Clarence had to get up fthe losers always dol. Looking around I saw that they were one short over in the corner and I had the pleasure of having Daniel Hambone Jett for a partner. I asked Dan if he was married yet. He replied, No, suhl I ain't made up my mind yit. He told me he had been working at Richmond.