Petroleum High School - Panther Yearbook (Petroleum, IN)

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CLASS WH-L We, the Seniors of 1953, of the Petroleum High School, county of Wells, state of Indiana, being of sound minds, broadened by four years of the most thorough education, and about to depart from this harbor of good times and little hard work, do hereby declare and publish this, our last will and testament. ARTICLE I We, the Seniors, do bequeath to the members of the Junior class the title of Seniors and all our dignity whileibearing such title. For the protection of their property during their high school career we, the Seniors, do bequeath to the Sophomiores our dear friend, Buck. To the Freshman class, we, the Seniors, do hereby bequeath the art of cheating whenever it proves necessary. ARTICLE II Unto Mr. Walter we bequeath one pair of horn-rimmed spectacles complete with chain and padlock. To Mr. Flick we will what is left of our brains after making those Big Business Dealsf' We 'will our many perfect reciiations in Government class to Mr. Collom. We bequeath unto Mrs. Gordon our best wishes in getting a good singing class. To Mr. Brown, we bequeath a whole new set of text books due to improper use of the old ones. Our knowledge of dressmaking, we do bequeath to Mrs. Blessing. We will to Mrs. Mead what remains after the other members of the faculty have been satisfied and we give her our many thanks for sticking by us for better oi- for worse. Alfi'1'ICLE lil I, Charles Barnes, will my nickname Charlie to Chaddie Cochran. my beautiful blond hair to Gene Allen, and my splendid record of conduct to Junior Stoner, I, Donna Brumbaugh, will my ability to get along with Mrs. Blessing to Arlene Gentis, my dark hair to Patty Lovell, and myself and all my belongings to my better half. I, Daphene Bunch, will my tallness to Donnie Brand. my ability to not have to ride the school bus- to Donnie Okey, and my art of skipping school to anybody who can think of a better pastime. I, Christine Egly, will my ability to miss school every month to go to Fort Wayne to Elizabeth Pink- erton, my studious nature to Marlene Isch, and my ability to have a steady boy friend to Janice Bates. I, Rex Gentis, will my physique to Mr. Flick, my nickname Smiley to Mrs, Blessing, and my car Ring Eye to anybody who thinks they can drive it. . I, Byron Myers, will my distinguished walk to John Young. my book on A Successful Hobo Life to Roger Grimn, and my title of The Biggest Lia1 ' to Kash Vanover. I, Norma Risser, will my shortness to Bob Stauffer. my sweetness to Betty Barnes, and my slimness to Betty Holloway. L Nancy Rosinski. will my blond hair to Connie Monce. my ability to drive other people's cars to Virgil Alberson, and my talent to get fun out of messing around to Jill Harshman. I, Shirley Schlagenhauf, will my art of saying much when there is little to be said to Carol Blocker, my remains after the annual is published to the nearest hospital, and my natural curly hair to Rosalee' Kirkwood. I, John Studebaker, will my rippling muscles to Jimmy Ramseyer, my interest in the Montpelier' girls to anybody who thinks they can handle them, and my l0c bottle of peroxide to Martha Harshman. I, Patty Wall, will my ability to understand Government to next year's senior class, my long hair to Elizabeth Bryan, and my ability to get along with the te3Ch9l'S to Duane White We hereby attest that the above constitutes the final will of the class of nineteen hundred and fifty- three. Signed: SENIOR CLASS

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SENIOR CLASS HISTORY This was quite the case in the fall of 1941 when t ent f r ' t w y- ou innocen s made their first appearance in thle Petroileum School, for you see they were not typical first graders. Miss Mary Blair was the teacher w.o gui edlus through the first grade. The members of our class were: Dorothy Gaskill, Earl Brickley, Elizabeth Pinkerton, .Eugene Allen, Rex Gentis, John Henry Binegar, Forrest Earl Ramseyer, Dale Holloway, Norman Bisel, Dorothy Mae Ley, Jimmy Mosser Elmer Bower, Deloris Kleinknight, Leon McCormack, Charles Ray Barnes, Frederick Settle, Martha Harris, Donna Kay Brumbaugh, John Stude- baker, Ra d J l ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ymon r. B air, Christine Egly, Shirley Schlagenhauf, Norma Jean Risser, Ninetta Barr. t It was a bright morning, early in September, 1912 when the school bus arrived at its destination.. Our eacher for the Second, Grade was Miss Steiner. We had lost two of our members, Norma Risser and Donna Brumbaugh. This left our membership at 22. J In August of 194153 we continued our excursion, with the exception of our new members, Paul Zimmer- man, Silberia Benavidez, Roger Humphrey Jack Monce Ned Murry, Michael Ulmer Christiam Wicke 1 1 , Y, Daphene Bunch, William Wagner. We had lost Deloris Kleinknight, Forrest Ramseyer, Jimmy Mosser, D0I'0thy Ley. Our teacher this- year was Mrs. Neuenschwander. Our Fourth -Grade teacher was Mrs. Egly. We had gained 3 new members. Connie Pursley, Sandra Pursley,-and Carl Stauffer. We had lost Raymond Blair, Norman Bisel, Dale Holloway. We enjoyed the Fifth Grade because for the first time in school we had two teachers in one grade, they were Mrs. Egly and Mr. Reynolds. This year we gained 8 new members. They were Carol Smith Lucile Kingen, Patricia Wall, William Harris, Max Goodspeed, Gerald Grinm, Norma Risser and Donna 'Brumbaugh had returned. Our Sixth year Mr. Reynolds was again our teacher. We had lost Gene Allen, Elmer Bower, Eliz- aheth Pinkerton, Sandra and Connie Pursley. We had 2 new members, Nancy Rosinski and Billy Wheeler. In the Seventh Grade we found a whole new life planned for us. We elected Mr. Carnes as our Sponsor. This year we lost Dorothy Gaskill, Billy Wheeler. Our new members were James Bunsold, Charley Gonzalez, Bethany' Millett. In the Eighth Grade we again elected Mr. Carnes. We lost Billy Harris, Lucile Kingen, Earl Brick- ley, and Richard Martin. We -gained John Bunsold. , The first day of school, August, 1949, will never be forgotten by us. It was on that day we entered the threshold of our high school career. Twenty enthusiastic pupils gathered for the first time as a Freshman class. We felt green and awkward and hardly knew how to act. Gradually this awkward feel- ing left us and we felt more free to become acquainted with our classmates. We followed our teachers to classes for fear of getting lost. This habit, however, was soon overcome as we were becoming in- quisitive as to the manner of our upper classrnen. We again elected Mr. Carnes as our Sponsor, and our ofticers as follows: President, Shirley Schlagenhaufg Vice-President, Paul Zimmerman, Secretary, John Studebakerg Treasurer, Charles Barnes. The Second year we continued our duties as Sophomores. Although our number had been dimin- ished by two, we kept up our spirits and took an active part in athletics and literary work. This year we elected Mr. Gyer as our Sponsor. Our officers were: President, Shirley Schlagenhaufg Vice-Presi- dent, Max Goodspeed, Secretary, Nancy Rosinskig Treasurer, Christine Egly. This year We presented our first Class Play, 'Beacon Hill Billy. By the Third year we .changed our name to Juniors. Eighteen members we were, proving the They conquer who endure!! This year proved to be a very successful one in every respect, during which we purchased our class rings and also sold programs, candy and pop. We elected Mrs. Mead as our Sponsor and officers were: Pres.. Shirley Schlagenhaufg Vice-Pres., Charles Barnes, Secretary, Nancy Rosinskig Treasurer, Byron Myers. Throughout the four-year course we have pursued our studies diligantly, and never has the black cloud of disagreement riven our class in twain. We have taken an active interest in all school activ- ities, and our parties, have been whaling successes. The Fourth year we elected Mrs. Mead and our officers were: Pres., Shirley Schlagenhaufg Vice- Pres., Rex Gentisg Secretary, Nancy Rosinski, Treasurer, Christine Egly. We are now on the last lap of our High School career, and after all is said and done we feel that the time has been well and profitably spent, 1

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Class Poem CLASS OF F IFTY-THREE We are the students of fifty-three a smarter class is yet to be: Our laurels of credits we now may say, Accomplished by hard work and little play. We entered as Freshies green and shy Coming to learn the wherefore and why Of subjects to us then vague and dim, But we worked with a will determined to win Next year we were the Sophies gay, Easily having our own sweet way, With lots of parties and lot of pep 'Twas then we received our wonderful rep Then as Juniors our work piled high, We struggled vainly to reach the sky, Made Seniors and teacher sit up and look As we wisely expounded on every book. We've weather the storm of credits and grade We've learned that poets are born, not made We've all decided to succeed, and that, We'll be sharp, be natural, but never be flat -