Randolph High School - Bobcat Yearbook (Englewood, OH)

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JHNIHH ElHSS H!HEiHS Left to right: Carol Carles, Treasurerg Dave Palsgrove, Vice-Presidentg Marcia Ware, Secretary. Not pictured: Bob Jones, President. !NtI!IY YH!lH3H!-- IVE lH!lH IHHN YHU !HlNK Once on a bright September morning in 1949, a morning which comes but once a year and is known as the first day of school, a stampeding herd of FR ESHMEN came barreling into rooms 1 and 2, practically flattening Mr. Ruhnke! After he picked himself up off the floor, combed his beautiful blond hair, and brushed off his suit, he looked us over and decided to keep us. From then on we grew steadily worse, but Mr. R. never gave up hope, and never stopped tryingto make ladies and gentlemen of us. Our class meetings soon became famous, with our prexy, Bill Kelley, seldom getting a word in sideways. All year we had paper drives and bake sales--before we knew it we were SOPHOMORES, and sad to relate, our Mr. Ruhnke left us. Mr. Barger and Mr. Austin inher- ited us, and now we were really somebody, because we gave a dance, The South Pacific Swing, thatwasahuge successgwe made six dollars! There were bake sales, and more paper drives, and more--oh, well, you know the rest--our treasury swelled! But we couldn't sleepif we didn't mention Steve DeWitt, who generally kept things going, or Sandy Shriver, wholed the class meet- ings smoothly in spite of him! All in all, we were promoted to JUNIORS, with something like admiration from the administration, though it's hard to say just how Mrs. Brumbaugh felt. Everything we attempted was a success, we admit modestly--the clock radio, the magazine sale, our class play, the Valentine Dance, and the Junior-Senior Prom, Stairway to the Stars. We're beginning to have that funny feeling that we're growing up--may- be we are! Anyway we'll never forget our high school years at Rwndolph and we guarantee that next year will be nothing less than the climax to the notorious Class of '53