Paradise Township High School - Tanawan Yearbook (Paradise, PA)

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CLASS WILL We, the Senior Class of 1954, make this our last will and testament under the Statutes of Law of Paradise High School, in Paradise Township, in the State of Penn- sylvania. I To the faculty we leave the memory of our smiling faces. II To the Juniors we leave our neatly erased books. III To the Sophomores we transfer our love for sports. IV To the Freshmen we will our dignified manners. V To the Janitor we leave our chewing gum placed neatly under each desk. I, Patsy Axe, will my acting ability to Kenneth Hostetter. I, Diane Bair, will my ability to flirt to Charles Landis. I, David Benner, leave my taxi service to Glenn Fisher. I, Joyce Charles, will my one man theme to Sally Hershey. I, Jack Deacon, will my ability to do algebra to Daryl Lichty. I, Janet Foulk, bequeath my giggle to Judy Simpson. I, Jeanne Foulk, will my sincerity to Elva Rowe. I, Nancy Harkcom, will all my possessions except Marlin to the Junior girls. I, Aleta Hershey, transfer my weight to Dorothy Hersh. I, Doris Hershey, will my scorekeeping job to a person who wants free admission to the games. I, Hulda Hershey, will my false teeth to Mary Lou Haldeman. I, Linda Hoffecker, transfer my romantic moods to Gwendolyn Erb. I, Phyllis Kurtz, will my wedding gown I wore in the operetta to Dolores Coble. I, Norma Laderach, leave my admittance cards to anyone who likes to sleep late. I, Elizabeth Lefever, will my ability to get along with boys to Eileen Kniesner. I, Edith Lockwood, will my ability to get around to Audrey Lutz. I, Peggy Mills, will my ability to argue in Law Class to anyone who doesn't agree with the answer book. I, Esther Mellinger, transfer my quiet and reserved manners to Carl Jones. I, Jeanne Mummaw, will my shoe size to Marlin Wenger. I, Shirley Rineer, will my long hair to Mary Louise Cogley. I, Kathleen Rynier, transfer my musical talent to Mr. Althouse. I, Eileen Shirk, will my dark eyes and hair to Peggy Steinman. I, Eugene Trout, will my bashfulness to Colleen Eisenberger. I, Kitty Winters, transfer my jazzy nature to Joy Boettger. CLASS OF 1954 Witnesses : MRS. WIKER MR. ESHELMAN Twenty

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WORK 1952-53 Climbing toward the top, we spent our junior year with Mrs. Sally ll. Wiker as homeroom teacher. For our third year we elected the following' officers: President, llatsy Axe, Vice-President, David llennerg Secretary, l,inda l-loffeekerg Treasurer, lflizabeth Lefever. Crimson and gray were selected as our class colors. Pennants, em- blems, hats, and class rings were purchased. We held a dance after the VVarwit'k basketball game. Our party, the main fea- ture of which was a treasure hunt, was held on April 24. To further the funds in our treasury, a bake and soup sale was held. The ,lunior-Senior Reception, which was held at the l,eola Memorial,highlighted the year. A trip to Hershey closed our third high school year. Lab experiments are an important part of the chemistry course. llelow: Seniors go on an errand. 1953-54 In our senior year at l'aradise High School, Mr. Arthur VV. lishelman and Mrs. Sally ll. Wiker served as advisors. Officers for our Final year were as follows: llresi- dent, Patsy Axe, VvlCC-lil'CSltlClll1, Norma Laderachg Secretary, Linda Hoffeekerg Treasurer, Phyllis Kurtz. During the year we sponsored two dances. The Snow Ball was held after the East Lampeter basketball game and after the New Holland game. During the entire year, we worked to- ward publieation of the Tanawan. One of the outstanding memories of our last days at Paradise High is our three- day trip to VVash1ng-ton, ll. C. As our high school career is clixnaxed by Class Night, Baccalaureate, and Com- mencement, we go forth to take our place in the world. Nineteen Left: The English class try compositions

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CLASS PROPHECY As the sun slipped over the hill, and red sails began to form, I gazed with awe up into the rapturous heavens. The crickets started singing their night songs, the world was at peace - then was when it happened! A piercing blue ray led to a hazy screen, which, as I watched, slowly faded until a beautiful flowering land of friendly, happy, people appeared. It is 1964! The gaiety of this suddenly passed, and faded into practically nothing, leaving a figure standing in a dark room, developing photographs. When she was finished, she snapped on a light and it turned out to be none other than Edith Lockwood. A blood curdling yell frightened me from this scene, and there was Nancy Harkcom trying to convince her youngest, Bratinella, that the green-eyed monster she had seen was a cat and not a little demon. Weird colors started to appear showing someone's T. V. set on the blink, and no wonder, since it is Aleta Hershey, who has her own singing comedienne show, going through her act. The set is clearing and now showing is a successful parakeet raiser, Kathleen Rynier, who owns the famous bird Dickey , The screen is growing darker and a beautiful rendition of Ricochet Romance is being heard from Carnegie Hall. A girl is seated at the piano. This modest girl is Diane Bair. Brighter lights are coming into view. A girl who looks vaguely familiar is receiving an academy award for something. The booming voice of the announcer comes through, complimenting Eileen Shirk on her fine acting in Indian Reunion . A more powerful glow is being given off. and a small town, Paradise, appears. On the right hand side of the street about the fourth building down is the Wittle Weiner Corporation with the inscription Patsy Axe, President . In this same town only two blocks down is a consolidated school. Here Peggy Mills is show- ing her senior girl gym class how to play tiddley-winks. Surveying this scene is Linda Hoifecker, kindergarten teacher, who has tied her little darlings and tossed them gently into the closet. As I watch, the town grows, buildings change, and it is now Boston, Massachusetts, where I see a very common sight - Hulda Hershey coated with flour from recent baking in her large shop. Even now the buildings are growing, the city increasing in size. Now it is New York City. The Waldorf Astoria's doors are open, showing two employees quarreling. It seems that Jeanne Foulk, head waitress, collected a tip which janet Foulk, chief cook and bottle washer, thought she deserved. There is a large white blank on which letters are beginning to form. The Chicago Tribune has on its front page an odd story of two people racing rockets to the moon. jack Deacon is favored two to one over Doris Hershey. In the right hand column about half way down the page is a story of an admiral in the navy who has been found on the Forgotten Islands. This man, Eugene Trout, was stranded here for seventeen years and wasn't so sure he wanted to leave! A flipping of the page shows that the TMHC QTall Man Hunter Clubj, presided over by Kitty Winters, has dispersed as all the members have landed their six-footers. On this same page is an announcement by Shirley Rineer, teacher at Arthur Murray's, of a dance to be held at the Outdoor Pavilion the sixteenth of October. Here also is a feature article about an excellent charmer who learned her occupation while still in school. Tootsie Lefever charmed the fellows and now she charms snakes. On the editorial page Phyllis Kurtz shows her ideas on world affairs in her well written edi- torial. The sports page pictures a catcher of renown for the Boston Braves, Dave Benner. The paper grows brighter and in its place is a book, The Happiest People on Earth , writ- ten by Esther Mellinger. This book earned the 1964 Nobel Literature Prize. So bright is the light now that joyce Charles, winner of the Mrs. America title for 1964 can hardly be seen, and still another person appears. Nurse, Jeanne Mummaw, loved by all for her cheerfulness, is surrounded by such a brilliant glow that I have to blink because the light is so hard on my eyes. The vision vanishes. The evening star alone is left to spread its friendly glow over anyone who will take heed. Twenty-one