Ravenswood High School - Nautilus Yearbook (Ravenswood, WV)

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Class Will We, Charlotte Monroe and Ann McCoy, will our good times, no study, and passing grades to George Kopcsak and Bob Patterson. I, James Walters, will my position in the snack bar with the majorettes to James McCoy and Larry Cobb. I, Edna Shamblin, will my love for red-headed boys to my sister, Georgia. I,Eunice Carothers,will my love for dark haired boys to Patricia Shriver. I, Franklin Spradling, will my self to Coach Spano. I,Richard Ward,will the trouble I have with my Olds to anybody who gets one. I, Dean Moore, will my Latin translations to Melvin Haught, or anybody crazy enough to think them up. l,Danny Haught, amnot going to will anything, because when l leave here I'm taking everything with me. l, Sue Divers, will my enthusiasm at football games to Larry Cobb. I, Frank Smeeks leave, all flags will please be flown at half mast. I, Annabel Duncan, will my big mough to Jeff Stevenson so he can outtalk Darry. I, Ward King, will to Jim Williams my ability to get women. l,Ted Suck,will my ability to skip football practice to Jerry Buffington and Everett Moss. We, Driscoll Bell, Danny Powell, and Danny McGrew, will our ability to lay dixie-land to anybody who thinks they can. , Jane Bailes, will my love for blond-curly hair to my sister, Annabelle. P I I, Ruth Sullivan, will my love for Murraysville to Roger Davis. I, Jim Smith, will my seat on nicotine corner to Lewis Sayre. l, Paul Hafer, will my ability to draw to John Staats. I, Wayne Rhodes, will my ability to drive to David McCoy. I, Margie Rowley, will my position as class president to Alan Reynolds if he's stupid enough to want it. l, Roy Click, am not going to will anything till someone tells me when l'm going to die. I, Jordon Vannest, will my nickname Shorty to Don Creel. We, Emma Farmer and Betty Rardin, will our ability to talk in bookkeeping to anyone who can do it and get away with it. I,Janice Cox,will the gum under the lst seat 4th row Mrs. Rector's room, to any junior who takes bookkeeping. I, Larry Jackson, will my touchdowns to next years football team in hopes that its enough to beat Ripley. We, Billie Boggs and Sandra McGraw, will our ability to get diamonds to Norma Staats and Jean Ann Suck. We, Laurabel Ferguson and Virginia Lamp, will our ability to talk on the telephone so long to anyone long-winded enough to do so. We,Don Critchfield and Bev Blake, will our good times on a motorcycle to Janet Morehead and Jerry Milhoun.

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Class History One bright auturnn morning in September 1952 , a great calamity struck R.H.S. Supposedly the faculty and upper classmen thought the school would never be the same again, but routine and time tamed us into a measure of conformity. Being eighty in number and having the largest class in history,we gained pride in proportion to our size. Our sponsors for the freshman year were Denzil Jarrett and Oren Kyger. Margie Rowley was elected president, Frank Smeeks, vice-president, Beverly Blake, secretary, and Don Bonar, treasurer. We held our class banner high. One teacher describes our class by one word scintillating. By the time September had rolled around again, we were ready and accepted our new status as sophomores with continued pride and dis- tinction. Beginning in 1953 we took over, with unwavering confidence, our natural role of center-stage in school. We started in extra-curricu- lar activities aswell as classrooms. Ann McCoy was elected president, Danny Haught, vice-president, Helen Miller, secretary, and Don Bonar, treasurer. For that year we rated our permanent capable sponsors, Mrs. John Landfried and Mr. James Porter. ln 1954 we received our class rings a year ahead of the traditional schedule. We staged with enthusiastic success, An Old Kentucky Gar- den, an operetta inthree acts. The colorful background, costumes,and musical roles brought equally enthusiastic audience response. Our Jr.- Sr. Banquet and Prom setting was a novel replica of French decor and cuisine. Again this year we had our two beloved sponsors, Mrs. Land- fried and Mr. Porter. Serving us as officers for that well-remembered year were Dean Moore, president, Danny Haught, vice-president, Helen Miller,secretary,and Don Bonar, treasurer. A fine spirit of co-oper- ation was enjoyed by our whole class. As seniors in 1955 we numbered 70. Decreased in quantity but not in quality, we accepted our new honors with proper pride and a new hu- mility. Now these Halls of Ivy seemed more dear, and we loved them. It was this year that we published the Nautilus. Looking forward to graduation, some were anxious, others were dreading it, and some few were still gliding along. This being the all-important year, most of us kept bustling. We had the senior play, Homecoming Game, Class Night, and graduation exercises to prepare. Crowned Miss Red Devil from our class was Mirt Wilson with Mr. Red Devil, Wilmer Taylor. We were well represented by our senior class officers: President, Margie Rowley, vice-president, Dennis Click, secretary, Billie Boggs, and, for afourth-time record,Don Bonar, treasurer. At this time we would like to thank our honorable sponsors, Mrs. Joan Landfried and Mr. James Porter,for the good advice and expert guidance they have given us. To the entire faculty we give appreciation for help and discipline. We are now ready to face the future. Whatever comes we feel secure and assured thatwe had already taken one big step in the right direction. Now with humble hearts we leave you, dear High School. Through the years that will roll around,we 'll remember you. May we live the prophe- cy of our class motto: America may expect much of us. 16

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I, Don Bonar, will my place in solid geometry class to George Kopcsak. I, Paul Icenhower, will my car to my brother Leo. I, Freddie Fish, will my good times in Sandyville to Earl Balis. I, Delores Dickerson, will my music ability to anyone who, like myself, dislikes the combination of candles and I'll be Seeing You. I, Carol Jean Cavender, will to Everett Moss two inches of my height. I, Carl White, will my good times at Silverton to Carroll Bennett. I, Junior Taylor, will my position as manager of the football team to anyone unlucky enough to get it. I, Ian White, will my Model A Ford to anyone who thinks they can drive it. I, Diane Stevenson, will my marching position to Debby Gandee if she thinks she can march behind Steven Seamen and beside Larry Jorden. I, Harry Roush, will my ability to play pool to Mr. Myers, becausel think he will get a little enjoyment out of it. I, Dennis Click, will my position on the yearbook staff to Bob Patterson. I, Mary Brotherton, will my diamond to anyone who is lucky enough to get one. I, Patsy, Brown, will my good times in a green Ford and at New Haven to anyone lucky enough. I, Bernard Staats, will my love for all women to any boy lucky enough to get them. I, Paul Moorehead, will Melvin Haught a new hat in place of the one I shot up. I, Betty Patterson, will my good times in a green Ford to Emma Farm- er and Eugene McClure because they need it. We, Carolyn Flesher and Buzz Casto, will our good time and fun in high school to Kay Buffington and some lucky boy. I, Aloise Hughes, will my ability to read shorthand to Norma Shockey. I, Betty Bennett, will my job at the Drive In to anyone unlucky enough to get it. I, Patty Salser, will my good times in class to anyone who wants them. I, Allen Pepper,will my seat in College English class to anyone who doesn't mind getting their ear drums bursted. I, Roger Nancarrow, will my football shoes to Bill Rardin if his feet are big enough. I, Mirt Wilson, will my ability to get caught in the halls after the tardy bell has rung to Jeannie Morrow. I, Veva McClure, will my proxide hair to Dottie Tidd. I, Mary Lou Kittle, will my daintiness to Judy Lincicome. I, Annabelle Shinn, will my good times in a Pontiac to anyone who thinks they can take it away from me. I, Richard Brown, will my ability to skip school to Dewight Roush. I, Roy Kelly, will my curly hair to Eddie Ford. 18