Portsmouth High School - Trojan Yearbook (Portsmouth, OH)

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cherly, i+'s going ro be a rilzy afiairfanyr one iound dead on The floor Trom iillerf bugging need expecl no consideralion and popping bubble gum in Jrhe faces of Tele low dancers will be prohibired. l-lelp wanlf eol--Female! l'm looking Tor a srrong- minded lassie lo accompany me on The Senior Boar Ride nexl Thursday, and since l've accepied your charming bul' slighlly shaky invilarion lo G. A. C. dance, 'lis only fair you should give oul wilh a yes lo mine. Punkin', have you heard aboul all The mayhem 'rha+'s been aroused over dale-breaking, or should l say heartbreak- ing? Such rashness is appalling! Unique adverlising Tor Senior Play, The Admiral Crichlonf' was given over The sound syslem Today by Fred Dill. Allhough, he did make one mislake when he said Merle Roberls wore a sarong. Yes, he was so wrong! You've Gel An lnvilarion lo a Dance, Horace May, l-lolhouse Musings Oh l-lorace, This hol' wealher is ineslall-ing wilhin my miserable carcass a spiril of lisllossness-Y-Al need somelhing To spur me on 'lo bigger and beller exploiis. l've been Jrramping Tor days looking for somelhing unique in The way ol a Prom formal. 'Course il musl' be colossal since l'm lo be escoried by The allfimporlanl presidenl of The i4OF5iGSH' W lncidenlally, keeping in This same Track, l'm reminded Thar you've been ralher over' bearing lalely-lhis doclor prescribes a good fanning, and if Thar doesnl mell you, don'l be surprised if l give you The gail . Have you heard aboul Jrhe modern Rip Van Winkle of P. l-l. S. who lhoughl ff,i0l1fIi7Illl'li on next pagvj Machine Adage Q Len+ing Chess-Nu+s Pounding Away O Muddy Mirror Page ES

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March, Breezin' Around Dear Horace, Now ThaT all is Torgiven lbuT noT TorgoT- Tenl, leT ThaT be a lesson To you? l've been racing around so TasT and Turious l'm worn righT sTraighT down To The marrow oT my bones. Comes Lions MinsTral, comes class- es Tor Senior TesTs, comes LenT services,' comes Troian Spring Campaign, comes a nervous breakdown. News! Judy Reed is planTing her enormous bows on back now insTead of on The side. Bob Franck and Charlie Combs are personally in charge oT Teeding The raTs in Biology class. Mr. Ra- mey, our line coach, is now Trying his ski-ll aT lassoeing. Horace, why can'T you learn someThing To do like ThaT? l'll be expecT- ing you To TroT me Through The EasTer Pa- rade Sunday-me in my saddle Tan. Lovely To Look AT, Mare-y April Showers . . . Gee Mare-y, Rein! Rein! IT a ray oT sunshine doesn'T sprouT TorTh soon, l'm 'Traid This gloomy aTmosphere is going To leave a perma- nenT bloT on my hereToTore spoTless char- acTer. My profound sympaThies are wiTh The Trojan phoTographers who are puTFino and wheezing Trcm The mad scramble of keeping up wiTh The ins and ouTs oT The sun. 'Pon my word if l don'T sizzle when l Think oT Lou Chapman and Merv Lycan expanding in all The healThy CaliTornia aT- mosphere. I iusT dare Them To adopT a superior and slighTly amused aTTiTude when They come back To iT all. NaTcherly, l geT some consolaTion when I remember They have Every Pupil TesTs To Take- whorsh! Fair one, remember The promise you exTracTed Trom me noT To see The bar- ber abouT a crew haircuT unTil The Co-ed dance was over? Now ThaT The dance is a Thing oT The pasT, Tomorrow when you see me canTering pasT wiTh Delb, Clarkie, and Johns', l'll be iusT one oT The Tribe. Egad! eliminaTion TesTs, Junior Dance, baseball game lThaT wasn'TT, Senior Play TryouTs coming up-help! do These Things go on Torever? How Muriel McCabe held up under her e-normous hair bow has had me in a diTher Tor daze-you know, The omni- ous sTriped aTTair? Mr. STewarT's aTTecTion Tor his TirsT period HisTory class is really Touching-one day iT's TaT Triends The nexT, weasel Taces. Saw FliT Murphy Tor a change Today-does ThaT boy ever lighT? He mighT be labeled as elusive and inTangible . Thinking oT You, Horace April, STill No Fooling MonTh Dear Horace, l iusT came Trom hearing Mr. SmiTh, The Missionary, Tell abouT The sores and gore-y deTails oT Th-e naTives in CenTral ATrica. Horace, why don'T you be a missionary when you grow up and go To exciTing places like ThaT? Now ThaT The weighT dance is over, l can go back To my usual dieT-This IighT Teeding has been a TerriTic sTrain. 'Tis rumored The Hi-Y Queenie, Mary Carolyn LisT, sTayed away Trom The dance because she didn'T wanT The local swains To learn her TRUE weighT. And- Quinn Snyder saved Tor a monTh To Take lncidenTally, his hearTbeaT, BeTTy Gyor. BeTTy Tip: The scaies at i6O. Dave Gardner was elecTed new presidenT oT The NaTional Honor SocieTy lasT week. Horace, why can'T you be smarT and geT elecTed presi- denT To someThing besides The e-sTeam-ed Horsie Keep Your Tails Up ? The man I marry musT be someThing. Does Your HearT BeaT Tor Me? Mare-y . . . Bring May Flowers Dear Mare-y, WhaTTa nerve-Taking abouT The Hors- ies in such an uncouTh manner when you know ThaT Their imporTance is undispuT- able . You'll regreT your opposiTion when you hear abouT The dance our perky buT pracTical club is going To indulge in. NaT- fContinucd on next pagej

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l?l lhal Joan of Arc was slill alive? lThis is firsl-hand info' -nol moulh lo moulh sluff.l Then lhfere was lhe brighl boy who wondered il The Hunchback of Nolre Dame and lhe fullback of Nolre Dame were lhe same male. Horace, when I hear lhings like lhal I begin lo appreciale you -al leasl, you're slable. Scads of horrible happenings have been happening. F'rin- slance Fal Tremper did a righl good iob of wrecking his new V-8. Libby Faughl's been in a silly spell for days, Gerl Gord- on is having lrouble wilh Delbie, lhe Glee Club had a perfeclly awful lime raising enough money lo go lo Springfield, and one wise guy answers on lhe pamphlels given by Chamber of Commerce under Civic Developmenlnz Have no idea whal civic means, genllemen. Wouldn'+ il be agreeable lo call lhe whole fhing off? In lhe merry monlh of May-I wonder! Ca reless-ly, Mare-y May, Lasl Lap Dear Mare-y, our merry monlh and Iasl Lasl week of y week of dear old P. H. S. I enlered lhis foundalion a coll-I leave a nag. Aclivi- lies conlinue lo mounl up wilh growing rapidily, leaving everyone slighlly slap- happy. Al Ieasl slap-happy enough lo en- joy Mr. l.each's super produclion, Luna- lics in Love -believe il or nol: il sporls an all-male casl decoraled in grass skirls and sarongs. Joey Babcock goes loo, loo feminine on us wilh a rose perched ginger- ly behind his ear. Oops! my dear! 'Pon my word, 'pears as if I'm on Baccalaureale commillee-I have visions of me, loading chairs and chairs and chairs! Monsieur Willsee hands over lhe presidency of French Club lo Basil Curnulle for lhe nexl year-I feel lhal Basil, who has a mania for lhrowing chalk oul of windows, has a promising fufure. Now, il I were in lhe Nalional Honor Sociely, we would indulge in a bil of picnickiery Monday nighl-oh well, brains aren'l everylhing. I hear Ma- rian Micklelhwaile was chosen as lhe ideal Sophomore girl by lhe Y-Hi's and Lou Chapman and Joan Babcock were voled in lhe Echo queslionaire lhe mosl handsome and prelliesl, respeclivelyl Guess no one walked home from lhal mar- velous boal ride! Tonighl's lhe nighl for prom happenings! lf she can dress for a dale wilhoul lhal wailing you hale. Take lhis genlle hinl, fair lassie. Lel's Make Hislory Tonighl, Horace June, Old Faleful Dear Horace, We've rounded lhe Iasl lurn and are head- ing for home. All has been wonderful, bul l'm quile ready lo call il a day. The Sen- ior picnic was a smash hil from my view- poinl, and all verificalion needed could be oblained from walching you pul il away . H lake il ir Egadl bu' really a I Iyzed from lo receive I descenc recall fro morning I mencem-er young che eyes-bul nighl dei found us i lo have li me slreng... .- ...--. - alumni dance and dinner, lonighl--and afler lhal-oblivion. ll's been a wonderful year, Horace-you've helped lo make il one I'Il ne'er forgel. Shanks! for lhe Memories, Mare-y