Plainfield High School - Plainsman Yearbook (Plainfield, IL)

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CLASS POEM The Senior class of P. H. S. Has personalities to guess. The names of all appear below, Let's see how many of them you know. Two girls I see a com'in here, At football games they always cheer. They'd like to buy stallions and mares, And reign supreme as millionaires. One from the country, the other from town, Yes, it's Mary Ann Haag and Nancy Brown. A boy who left to earn a dollar, Returned to us, became a scholar, Because he found the world outside, Preferred to have him edified. Ray, who came to earn success, Is sure to gain much happiness. Two happy maidens so dainty and small. Are sweet and kind to one and all. For the future they have plans, To be housewives, so it stands. These two gals are Shirley and Ruth. And we think they're swell, to tell the truth. These two boys so full of fun. Keep the students on the run. The building rocks with shouts and chatter. Which sends a teacher to settle the matter. Sac and Red who cause the commotion, We know someday will earn promotion. These two girls with futures bright, Like the boys with all their might. If they don't decide to love and marry. They'd like to be a secretary. To you sweet Barb and Carol too, The best of luck what e'er you do. Two leaders of the Senior mass. Are boys who really have some class. Boys who vie in sports, it seems, Are really in a coach's dreams. Doc and Rog, two of the best, Are with super personalities blessed. Two boys each from the farm, Have a shy and quiet charm. From all girls they shy away, Leaving their love for a future day. Findlay and Frazier who never date, In their studies really rate. These two girls so light and fair. Do have a kind and delicate air. In all their subjects they excel, And o'er all boys they cast a spell. Yes, Kay and Anne will both go far, In professions of teacher and theatrical star. Two athletes we have here, Competition they never fear. In football and basketball they're on the beam. They're what the girls all call a dream. To Skip and Dick, the best of friends, We hope good luck the future sends. Sweet young girls with personalities plus, Are always kind, ne'er cause a fuss. They always speak to everyone. And not a person do they shun. Mary Ann and Bertha, these girls so kind, Are each the nicest girls you'll find. There are two lassies with eyes of brown, Who want to wear a nurse's crown. I asked them why and they said to me, We want to help humanity. To Phyl and Maggi we wish the best, And hope that in nursing they'll be a suc- cess. Two serious students of the institute. Resort to study as a final salute, With shaven faces and snappy clothes, They're spick and span from head to toes. The girls all rave of these boys so neat. Yes, it's Freddie Whitman and that guy called Pete. These gals slaved both night and day, Working on the Senior play. One was in it, the other directed, Trying to do just what was expected. These two girls with first names of Mary, Rigoni and Rockenbach shirk work nary. Happiness seems to fill the air, When we see these girls so merry and fair. The girls always live in dreams. Of being housewives, it seems. Yes, Marley and Jackie, our friends so dear, We wish you luck in a future year. 25

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CLASS OFFICERS Left to right: Carol O'Neal, pres.; Carolyn McMicken sec'y.; Shirley Davis, treas.; Wayne McArthur, vice-pres. THE JUNIOR CLASS Yes, we're Juniors now and proud of it. We were at the top of the honor roll ail through the year. We’re more than well represanted on the football, basketball, and baseball teams. Our class is represented on the cheerleading squad, also, for its captain is a Junior. We're working hard to make money for the prom and banquet by selling everything from fudge to hotdogs and giving a class play. We're indebted to the Lions' Club which donated the Chuck Wagon, enabling us to make the appetites of the football crowd a money-making project. Yes, we're going to be the upper crust next year and, underclassmen, you're going to have to work hard to keep up with usl 27