Randolph High School - Bobcat Yearbook (Englewood, OH)

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senior will We, the Senior Class of 1955 of Randolph High School, Englewood, Ohio, being of fairly sound mind and body do hereby bequeath our position in the lunch line to the juniors, our ability to yell loud enough to win the cheering plaque to the sophomores, our ability to be understanding of our teachers to the freshmen, and our wish that future classes will be as talented as we were to our teachers. I Dan Baker, bequeath my No. 16 football jersey to Jim Hess and my good looks to Larry ' halt. I, Betty Bernier, bequeath my skating ability to Jean Crow. I, Shirley Biser, bequeath my diamond polish to Sharon Burns and my jokes to Ken Durst. I, Edna Bowers, bequeath my long hair to Iris Kyle. I, Don Bowman, bequeath my '49 Ford to anyone who can keep the gas tank supplied. 1, Caren Brooks, bequeath my shorthand speed to my sister,Gloria. I, Marilyn Brumbaugh, bequeath my naturally curly hair to Tom Walker. I Winston Brumbaugh, bequeath my ability to speak out in civics class when I shouldn't to Lowell Dearth. I David Brust, bequeath my ability to get to school on time at least once a month to Stuart Koogler. I, Joyce Burchfield, bequeath my lack of words to Albert Schultheis. I, Jenny Burroughs, bequeath my excuses for getting out of classes to Darlene Grier. I, Larry Butts, bequeath my calm, cool temper to Jack Newell and my drafting tools to any unfortunate drafter. I John Chrisman, bequeath my duties as secretary of t.he Snails to anyone who thinks he can get the club back on its feet. I, Janet Cox, bequeath my height to Becky Riesinger. I. Lawrence Cramer, bequeath my 'baby blue eyes to Bev Wilson. I, Jane Cruden, bequeath my record of perfect attendance to my sister, Ruth. I, Judy Deeter, bequeath my horn-rimmed glasses to Janet Layman and my carboned typing eraser to Janet Kauffman. Collins. I Dick Baker, bequeath my Chevy to anyone who thinks he can get the ark to a screeching Jayne Dennis, bequeath my crown to any lucky junior and my typing ability to Bev McVity Floyd Denlinger, bequeath my size to Ned Franz and my blonde hair to my brother, Merlin. Phyllis Denlinger, bequeath my patched pants to anyone brave enough to wear them and my jokes to Peg Vines. Marilyn Donaldson, bequeath my MG to Ronnie Wood. Diana Dunn, bequeath my athletic ability to John Weiffenbach. Don Durst, bequeath my job as vice president of Student Council to Tom Walker and my share of driving the family car to my brother, Ken. Marilyn Fast, bequeath my '52 Hudson and my basketball shoes to my brother, Douglas, and my locker to anyone able to get it opened. Jim Flaugh, bequeath my ability to get caught skipping school to any unlucky person. Jerry Garber, bequeath my weights to Edgar Benton. - Gary Grisso, bequeath my Holy levis to Jerry Craft and my rusty shot gun to Annabelle Gibson. Marylyn Hendricks, bequeath my duties on the bookwagon to two girls who have an excess of wind and energy - Jo Woodruff and Darlene Grier. Carol Hoover, bequeath my grade in civics to my brother, Ronnie. V- 'ilu-nr I r

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JOHN WILLIAM ZIMMANN . . . disc jockey. . . lives it up. . . hates to study. Shamrock 4g Hi-Y 3, 4g JCOWA 3,45 Chorus 4: Iunior Class Play 3g Operetta 4. Not Pictured JAYNE CAROL CRUDEN TIM WALKER . . . smiling eyes. . . likes . . . herpetologist. . . outdoor parties. . . good driver. type. . . quiet. Y-Teens 2g Chorus 2, 3.4. class motto The important thing is not where we stand, but in which direction we are moving. class colors class flower Forest Green and White American Beauty Rose Our four years have come to an end. We seniors know that it has passed all too swiftly. We look back at our four years, and then glance into the future filled with our hopes and dreams, confident that we will attain the goals which we have set up for ourselves. The happy times of the past years cannot be relived, but they will never be forgotten. We, the Seniors of 1955, wish to say goodbye to every- one, and we hope that the classes which follow us will have as much fun and happiness in the years to come as we have had during our dear old golden rule days. 7' Hint- '11-1'

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Gerrie Horn, bequeath my height to Hank Biddle. Jane Huddleson, bequeath my job on the Shamrock to my cousin, Ethel. Paul Gray, bequeath my '42 Crosley to anyone who cant get it started. Clifford Humphrey, bequeath my good hitch-hiking hand to Roger Wise. Donna Humphrey, bequeath my typing ability to Gary Kolleda. Mike Johnston, bequeath my physics answer book to Sandy Bourne. Marlene Knoop, bequeath my diamond to Carole Collins. Bruce Koogler, bequeath my knowledge of foreign sports cars to Bill Dallas. Beverley Kyle, bequeath my diamond to my sister, Iris. Frank Kyle, bequeath my football locker to Bo Huddleson. Shirley Kyle, bequeath my red hair to Judy Mohler. Doug Lambert, bequeath my ability to keep quiet in study hall to Ronnie Burns. Barbara Locke, bequeath my bookkeeping ability and long hair to my sister, Mary. Joyce Locke, bequeath my ability to make all of the school posters to Janet Kauffman. Rheta Lodge, bequeath my driver's license to someone with a car and my yellow cashmere sweater to Sharon Bums. Owen Macy, bequeath my physics grade to Robert Hendricks and my honor society pin to some lucky junior. Joan Manny, bequeath my ability to skip school to my brother, Butch. Dorothy Mast, bequeath my butchering job to Shelva Bowden. Bill Merritt, bequeath my little red convertible to Jerry Tebics. Annette Miller, bequeath locker No 23 to Sis. Bruce Motter, bequeath my way with women to John Coleman and my football jersey to anyone who is not proud. Normandie Newhardt, bequeath all of my chewing gum to Judy Vance. Gail Penrod, bequeath my back shorthand homework to Bev McVity and my car to anyone who has a space suit. Martha Quick, bequeath my cynicisms to Jo Woodruff and Darlene Grier and my big words to Mike Gallagher. Gretchen Riesinger, bequeath my membership in the National Hod Rod Association to Judy Wright and my job on the Bobcat to my sister. Lawrence Sanders, bequeath my No 11 football jersey to Ronnie Hoover and my ability to diagram sentences to Bill Dallas. Mitzi Schroeder, bequeath my typing ability to Steve Josselyn. Jim Shunk, bequeath my way with women to Gary Kolleda. Dick Stauffer, bequeath my waistline to Bev McVity and my '50 Blue Jewel Ford to Brenda Weeks. Tom Stonerock, bequeath my height to Steve Josselyn. Pat Ullery, bequeath my honor society pin to J. D. Browning. Pat Vines, bequeath my singing ability to my sister Peg. Tim Walker, bequeath my snake collection to Mrs. Fox. Rex Westray, bequeath my short hair to Warren Geralds. Ronnie Whitesell, bequeath my pole vaulting ability to my brother, Mickey. Sonny Worley, bequeath my car to Sharon Burns and my mechanical ability to Franklin Ross. Linda Yoder, bequeath my ability to speak before I think to Donna Engle. Denny Zander, bequeath my lost class ring to anyone who wants to waste their time on a rainy day. John Zimmann, bequeath my slender physique to Don Roth. the class of '55