Plymouth High School - Plythean Yearbook (Plymouth, MI)

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CLASS PROPHECY As I gaze into my crystal ball to see what is going to become of the class of '47 in 1977 I see many strange and unusual things, but alas, my crystal ball never fails to tell the future. A blue haze lifts and I look to my amazement, not at a women's world, but a women's universe. The atomic age has come and many of our dear Seniors are scattered far and wide. You may also take wide in the other sense, as we have jet-propelled travel, more sleep and less exercise is prevalent. School has been outlawed because of too many Communistic activitiesg therefore, Dick Moore has charge of distributing brain pills in the Plymouth area. Bill Kachenko is chief subscriber and stock- holder. The curly headed trio: Dave Mclntosh, Ed Sawyer, and John Johnson have established a chain of beauty salons on Pluto, Neptune, and Mars. Their chief customers, besides themselves, are Lee Weathers, Vincent Farrare, and Leigh Langkable. Since we have jet-propelled heliocopters, which will take you anywhere in the universe in a matter of minutes, a party of ten, composed of Ella Jean Ahern, Bob Wood, Margaret Jones, Gerald Joyce, Joan Dipboye, Terry Hitt, Donna Spanier, Elwood Dethloff, Betty Shumacher, and John Elliot, has started out on a five course dinner. Their first stop is Russia for caviar. While they're eating let's see how Margie Bassett, ,Famous Notre Dame football coach, is doing with her team, Ed DeLoy, Don Biggs, Gerald Cox, Bob DeWolf, Ernest Liddle, James Green, Gerald Kaluzny, and Bob Koppen. They' re head- ing for Mars to play their final game for the championship of the universe. Something else is becoming quite clear, oh, yes, its Don Huebler, John Pint, J. Hanna, and Bob Wagenschultz, who have formed a Baby Sitting Union. The age limits range from seventeen to twenty- one. Their waiting list to join the union includes: Doug Blunk, Ted Campbell, Ralph Diedrich, Bob Mielbeck, Don McGregor, Les Kalmbach, and Bob Newstead. They plan to establish this union in the ,good old U.S.A. where Jeanne Tuck is President and Bill Bateman First Gentleman of the White House. What's this I see? George Aaran Burr Schomberger, Secretary of State, is secretly plotting to seize the power from President Tuck. I Let' s leave the states and see what is going on elsewhere. The mist is again clearing and I see Betsy Ross, Famous explorer, and her party, Nan Gerst, Marilyn Kalmbach, and Jean Murray trying desperately to discover green cheese on the moon. 'Something is moving, oh yes, it's our five course dirmer party leaving Russia and going to the U.S.A. for course two, which is soup at Ciros. Frank Santo's Atomic All Girls' Band entertains them with Nancy Proctor pouring out her voice. Millions of little spots are flying around in my crystal ball, slowly they become clearer. Now I see jet-propelled heliocopters heading for Mars from all over the universe where a Universal Fair is taking place. Chuck Finlan has just proved that men can do the daintv little tasks which women used to do, for he won first prize with his atomic angelic angel food cake. Rod Highfield won second prize with his devil's food cake, it must have had too much devil in it, for all the judges are looking rather green. As we travel on through the fair we see Bea Hartmann, now Mrs. Laible, with her eleven children fall girlsj looking up ,at a big flashing sign, which says Dick Stisko has just earned his Brownie Points. Suddenly a big commotion is heard and we find that Dr. Robert Todd, famous quack, has just been ar- rested by police chief Anne Hopkins and her squad, Jerry Shear, Velma Kainz, Evelyn Bruny, Joyce Carwright, Phyllis Christensen, and Donna Coll, for selling Black Market brain pills. His victim was Ken Carson, who thought they were vitamin pills and is disturbed at his growing intelligence. A terrible explosion is heard! David Baker and Bruce Deyo, the mad scientist, have just blown up Bill Farrant to see what made him tick. Our five course dinner party has just arrived on Mars for course three which includes Ambrosia salad. They're entertained this time by Betty Ann Spanier, Donna McKinley, Thelma Swan, Marian Lawson, Flora Fallot, and Edna Newton, chorus girls, with Barb. Green slaying them with her torch songs. I see a shadow lying on a bench under a tree, unconcerned, unannoyed, and asleep dur- ing all this commotiong it's Larney O'Hara. Kas usuall What is this I see? Why have Maxine Martin, Gerry Shear, Donna Jane Campbell, and Nan Groth, the fairest of the fair, been deserted by their host of admirers, who rush away to join a crowd of ever curious men? What strange phenomenon draws them to that large tent? Joan Sockow and Rosemary Gutherie, dynamic barkers, hold the secret, for they are selling tickets as fast as Dick Palmer and

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PILGRIMS' PROGRESS Over two hundred began our journey four long years ago. Point of embarkation? Plymouth Rock. Destination? Graduation. Because we were aliens in a strange new land, most of us were timid. We did what the old colonists told us to--even to sitting on the fountain in the park. Our captains for the first two years were Claude Dykehouse and George Smith. We soon grew tired of plodding along, but the Freshman-Senior Reception proved to be our first Thanksgiving. Latin and Business Math were our most troublesome milestones that first year of travel, and we drove five vocation teachers to the point of quitting. Our trail blazers were Terry Hitt, Presi- dent and Edward Sawyer, Vice-President. Most of us survived the fall from the rocky ledge which Miss Lovewell promised to all naughty Pilgrims. Our second year we were well started on our journey, and all of us struggled through World His- tory, English, Shop, and Home Economics. Terry Hitt, President, Edward Sawyer, Vice-President, Nancy Gerst, Secretary, and Nancy Groth, Treasurer, were our guides. The highlight of the year was the Barber Shop Bounce of which we were very proud. As our third year approached, we found ourselves upon a green plateau with the vanquished Indi- ans, the upper classmen, a.nd two years of toil, privation, and endless homework safely behind us. Our new captains for the year were Randall Penhale and Helmer Nelson. Our third Thanksgiving was a time of great rejoicing for us Pilgrims. We celebrated by giving a play, IANIE, with Wanda Hunt, Frank Santo, Bob Perkins, Fred Weinert, Beverly Hauk, John Pint, Dick Palmer, Pat Isbell, Ann Hopkins, Ioan Laiture, Charles Dudley, Anna Marie Schroder, Hugh Bradly, and Margaret Plummer. We found it necessary to send our scouts--Terry Hitt, Presidentg Edward Sawyer, Vice-Presidentg Nancy Groth, Secretary, and Nancy Broman, Treasurer--to spy upon the merciless Indians, the Seniors. Then we prepared to defend our Fort Big Top, the I-Hop, which gallently withstood all attacks with Rose- mary Gutherie leading our courageous defense. Peace was finally signed with the Indians, the Seniors, at the Treaty of junior-Senior Farewell held at Fort Plymouth Gym, with John Lodge as our peacemaker. The Indians driven once and for all from our territory, we Pilgrims found ourselves in complete pos- session of the entire country and the respected leaders of the new colonists, the under classmen, Hope- fully we anticipated the final stage of our long and wearying journey. Again we received new captains, Louis Schmidt and Gertrude Fiegel, Senior adviser. Our guides were now Bill Bateman, President, Edward Sawyer, Vice-President, Nancy Groth, Secretary, and Betty Schumacker, Treasurer. Our journey led us through a strange and fantastic land of elves, f aries, and the Sleeping Beauty, where the melodious music of Jerry Edwards' musicians held us in a spell. Soon we found ourselves dancing at the Senior Prom under the able leadership of Nancy Gerst. After three hard years of travel, our community fund, the Senior Treasury, was dangerously low. To remedy this serious situation we Pilgrims sold Christmas cards which venture improved our fund. To acquaint the new colonists, the under classmen, with life as pioneers, we Seniors presented for their sakes a play called RAMSHACKLE INN with Pilgrims Bill Bateman, Charles Finlan, jay Hanna, Rod Highfield, Ann Hopkins, Maxine Martin, Dick Palmer, Phyllis Christensen, Dick Stisko, Bob Todd, and Joanne Walsh portraying the characters of Frontier Hi-Iackers. How great was our joy when the wonderful place of Graduation was sighted! Yet we feel it has been a wonderful journey, for this pilgrimage has furnished us the materials to build a better future in our new land.

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Butch Mitchell can print them. Inside the tent The Big Three are presented, Nan Broman, Phyllis Makepeace, and Ioanne Walsh, who are now 7' 1 models, modeling the latest Mars' fashions, designed by Bob Perkins, and Bob McIntyre. Who are those guilty looking women I see? They are Bev. Hauk, Mary Agnes Evans, Pat Isbell, Dot Richwine, Marjorie Fegan, Mary Ann Cylk, and Mary Ann Zukosky. Officer Hopkins is now taking them before Judge Ioan Laitur, for the theft of the Hope Diamond, which was displayed in the British Building. They had plaxuied to bribe Dick Moore with the famous diamond for an extra allotment of brain pills. Fred Fischer and Bill Norman took their pictures for the Rogues gallery. Green cheese must have been discovered, for our five course dinner party, now on course four, has gone to the moon for cheese souffle. On Rue 13 in France, Vivien Anderson, Ilene Fegel, and Ioan Miller have opened up their own drug store. Their first customers are our five course dinner party, on their last course, which is a demi tasse. The mist is thickening now, but this time refuses to clear, what has become of the rest of the Seniors is too much even for my little crystal ball. Madam Atom lMargaret Plummerl Chairman CLASS WILL We, the class of 1947 of the High School of Plymouth, of the county of Wayne, and State of Michi- gan, being indlsputably of sound and disposing mind and memory and about to pass out of existence, do make, publish, and declare this to be our last will and testament, hereby revoking any and all former wills by us at any time heretofore made. We bequeath to our beloved superintendent, principal, and teachers all the fear, admiration, reverence, awe, respect and deference in which we have held them through four long years. 1. Bill Farrant wills his magic dancing steps to Dwight Eckler. 2. I. Hanna wills his calloused, flat and well-worn feet to the next mailman on his route. 3. Marge Bassett bequeaths all her pleasant memories Cthose of lack exceptedj to the school in general 4. Don I-Iuebler leaves the Sophomore girls with broken hearts. 5. john Pint leaves'his piano playing ability to Bill Iarvis. 6. Frank Santo leaves his golden trumpet to the next fellow having music in his soul. 7 Ioan Laitur leaves her knack for finding out secret facts to Shirley Aitchison, Phyl Makepeace leaves her nickname, 'Torchy' to Lois Wilkie but not to set the world on fire. 9. Terry Hitt wills his nonchalant way with women to Jerry Allen. 10. George Schomberger wills his basketball skill to jay Daggett. 11. Nan Groth leaves her headaches to next year's secretary. 12. Anna. Marie Schroeder wills her many jokes to Pat kearney. 13. Nan Gerst wills her wardrobe to Elsie Mae Keeping who certainly doesn't need another one. 14. Jerry Ioyce might leave his books but never the knowledge in his head. 15. Dave McIntosh leaves his curly hair to Jim McDowell, not as an aid but as a hindrance. 16. Marian Lawson leaves her switch board to the Telephone Co. with pleasure. 17. Ellen Smith leaves her golden tresses to Margie Wolfram. 18. Betsy Ross wills her 'A' average to Nancy Brannan, 19. Bob Newsted leaves his love-sick women to Bill Stout--start swooning, girls. 20. Ken Carson wills a few toppling inches to Elt McAllister. 21. Barb Green wills her thin legs and long skirts to Betty Jane Richwine. sl