Reading High School - High Lights Yearbook (Reading, OH)

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Evelyn We, To lASlWlllA IIHSIAMII the Class of 1953, being of sound mind and body, hereby bequeath the following: the faculty, we leave our cooperative spirit and reluctant farewell. To the green Freshman Class, we leave our ability in sports, and our high scholastic standing. To the Sophomores, we leave our sense of humor and pleasant memories. To the Juniors, we individually bequeath the following: Ron McDaniels leaves his singing voice and swell personality to Paul Finkbone. To Helen Arrand, Dolores Martin wills her lovely blonde locks. Do you think you could use these, Helen? Kenny Konrad bequeaths his basketball technique to Donald Patrick, also his book of instructions. Bob Fitzgerald wills his ability with the women to Jack Cutter. Patty Marsh wills her shy ways to Virginia Blair. To Shirley Barry and Jo Anne Young, Hope Dietrich wills her swimming and diving ability. Don't win too many trophies girls Olivia Heile wills her devilishness in music class to Genene Nichols and Joyclyn Jung. Joanne Boehl bequeaths her ability to change her hair style every day to Carol Diggins. To Dolly Merry, Audrey Phillips wills her modeling course. Oh, you lucky girl. Barbara Bradshaw wills her artistic ability and unusual giggle to Shirley Lucas. Don't run it in the ground, Shirl Ruth Martin bequeaths to Edna DuChemin her driving skill. The hot rod goes with it. Janet Luers wills her love of Lockland boys to Doris Fehrenbach and Judie Green. To Kenny Jessen, Kenny Arthur bequeaths his neat, masculine physique. Norman Brossart wills his broad shoulders to Eddie Nickols. Donna Sheldt bequeaths to Carol Von Bargen her ability to flirt. Watch it, Carol. To Orville Proffitt, Warren Lemon wills his trumpet. Don't blow too hard, Orville. Janette Dykes wills her majorette uniform to Rosemary Watson. Take care of it, Rosie. Joanne Glardon bequeaths her dancing ability to Doris Miller. To Jim Anderson, Tom McCauley wills his love for English Lit. Denny Bullock wills his title of co-captain on the football team to Ronnie Caldwell and Ronnie Clevenger Joyce Hamm bequeaths her cheerleading ability to Jane Meyers. Marvin Tisdale bequeaths his job at Brinkman's to Bobo Calhoun. Don't work too hard, Bob. To Greg Hostuick, Norm Turner wills his speediness on the highway. Now you won't get any tickets. Jim Whitton wills his great acting ability to Earl Weis. Bob Wulf bequeaths his Toni Permanent to Wendell Raney. Oh, curlyl Shirley Kemen wills her way with the men to Pat Kettler. Jim Santel wills his great talent of skipping classes without being caught to Charles Bonbright. Hope y0u'Ie as lucky a5j1m was Joan Riesenberg leaves her baseball bat to Darlene Boehl. To Midge Becker, Shirley Lambert leaves her shyness toward boys. Judy Wagner wills her petite ways to Joyce Riesenberg. Lorraine Doan wills her sweaters to Geraldine Foley. Pete Holmes wills his exaggerations to John Burger. To Lee Corbin, Janet Groh bequeaths her trips to Burger's Pony Keg. Dick Whipkey wills his 43 chest, superb personality, and nickname of Ocifer to Bill Hartman. Barbara Leming wills her brainsf? PJ to Jennilee Derrick. Don't get smarter than the teachers. To John Brune, Don Meyers slow, nonchalant, and unambitious ways. Don Sharpshair bequeaths to Paul Magin his tall, masculine build. Jim Glardon wills his Don Juan personality to Paul Campbellg believe us, that's something to fall heir to. To Jerry Brewer, Bill Goforth wills his curly, red hair. Jack Redwine, the Romeo of the senior class, wills his nose and mouth to Pete Reisenberg. Oh you lucky guy Gene Rutter wills his intelligent mind and ambitious ways to Stan Masters. To Charlie Flege, Jack Norrish wills his love of going steady. Boots Cutter leaves her treasure fhidden, that isy to Elaine Schehr. Dolores Dunn leaves her attendance and attention in class to Ruby Younce. Joyce Brown bequeaths to Sylvia Lang promptness and athletic ability. Helen Bullock wills her volleyball arm ftwo hands for beginnersj to Dottie Glossner. Grace Galluzzo bequeaths her wardrobe and work for Mr. Birt to Imelda Groh and Joan Walters. Lo well Kamn wills his one arm driving to Jerry Santel. Don't stop too long for stop signs. Ron Von Bargen leaves his fun loving spirit and good grades to Shirli Lewis. Dottie Bittner wills her dainty ways to Dick Lacher. Kenny Konrad bequeaths his basketball technique and also his book of instructions to Jack Cutter and Bill Oman Phyllis Prater wills her shy ways to Virginia Blair. To Brian Lilly, Bill Goforth wills his curly red hair. Dolores Dunn leaves her attendance and attention in class to Vanessa McGowan. Ethel Davis wills her quiet, understanding ways to Dolores DeVore. Higgins bequeaths to Joyce Williams her ability to get good grades. To one and all we leave a fond farewell, a grateful Thank You for helping us through our four wonderful years at R H S , and the promise that we shall always hold dear to our hearts the lasting friendships formed in these Halls of Ivy . The Class of 1953 Z4

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Sl I0lllIlASS HISIIIRY The seniors of 53 look quite different from the freshmen of 49 , but that's what happens after four years of hard work. The first class meeting took place two weeks after school started. when our sponsors, Miss Glaser, Mrs. Bruestle, and Mr. Ellis said we should elect officers. Those chosen were: President, Denver Bullockg Vice-President, Tom McCauleyg Treasurer, Jack Norrishg Secretary, Helen Bullock. We chose our class motto Not For Self, But For Al1 . Our class colors are green and white, our class flower is a white rose. As freshmen, we looked forward to our Senior Class trip, and worked diligently by sponsoring paper drives and candy sales. Our best money making project was the Sno Ball , a dance with Jimmy Leonard's orchestra. Our freshmen class picnic was held at LeSourdsville with the other three classes. We started the second year of our journey under the sponsorship of Miss Brandenberger, Miss Behm, and Mr. Ellis. At our first meeting, on September I2I.h, we elected our leaders for the coming year. The new President was Jack Norrish: Vice-President, Virginia Fugateg Treasurer, Jack Redwineg and Secretary, Dolores Martin. We started off for a successful year. Our big activity was the Christmas Dance which was called the Holiday Hop . This turned out to be very gay and successful. We also worked on bake sales, paper drives and other dances, all of which were fairly successful for a fairly inexperienced class. In view of our trip, we also decided at the end of the year to set up a system of pro-rating. This system took effect at the begin- ning of our Junior Year. It was in our Sophomore Year that the Reading High School Student Council was started and our class took an active part in its organization. At the end of the year we had begun to show signs of our capability of becoming Junior's. We had worn off a little of our childish actions and began to settle down. The next year was an important as well as outstanding one. We were now adults, supposedly, as well as upper classmen. The leaders of our class that year were: Jack Norrish, Presidentg Jim Santel, Vice-President, Pete Holmes, Treasurerg and Donna Sheldt, Secretary. Our Junior sponsors were Mr. Ellis, Miss Brandenberger and Mrs. Stamm. The first activity of the year was a paper drive. At various intervals during the rest of the year more paper drives were organized. ' Our class put their heads together and came up with a new money-making scheme of having noon dances in the gym. This proved to be a profitable project. It seemed as though we hadn't lost our ability to give successful dances over the summer, and in October we had our first shuffle of the year. True to tradition, we sold ads for Thanksgiving Day Programs. This also proved to be a very successful project. Another big event of this year was the Junior Play, The Perfect Idiot , It was indeed one of the best displays of Reading's talent ever to be shown! We crowned the football king and queen at the Footbal1 Frolic and royalty of Reading High was again crowned as Levi King later in year at the Levi Leap . Throughout the year from our first meeting in September to the last in May, we were working on the Junior-Senior Prom, hoping to make it a successful one. Our hopes were realized and appreciated by all on May 9 at the Hartwell Country Club. The students danced through the evening with music furnished by Bob Elfers orchestra. At the stroke of twelve the king and queen were crowned. They were attended by Joyce Hamm, Mary Alyce Cutter, Janet Groh, Helen Bullock, Janet Luers, Dottie Bittner, Dolores Martin, and Hope Dietrich. A really memorable night! Well here it is, June already. With a well-rounded bank account and the gaiety of the Prom still fresh in our thoughts, we turned to the last Chapter of the book, Class of '53 . At last we have reached the gateway to our dreams of future happiness, our Senior Year. We have struggled and worked very loyally together to keep our standards high in our short years in Reading High School. In our initial class meeting we elected new officers. Because of his leadership, Jack Norrish was chosen President for his third straight year. Fitfully chosen as Vice-President was Denver Bullock, another hard worker in our four years. The Secretary was Helen Bullock and Treasurer was Kenny Konrad, both capable workers. Our first activity was a dance, The Senior Swing in September, which was a big success as our dances have usually been. This was followed by another successful dance in October which was called The Witches Whirl . We had two other dances in the beginning of 53 , they were the last dance's that we gave in Old Reading High. We had the Senior Dinner which was another activity to help us raise money for the Senior Trip. Our play, The Senior Play, was a great success and a gay time was had by all, who, with the help of Miss Hall, Miss Brandenberger, Miss Lang, and Mr. Ellis made our last play the greatest play. At last the month of May had arrived and the moments which we had dreamed about for nine months finally came. The Junior-Senior Prom was a richly colored occasion with the girls and their escorts dressed in their Sunday best. Everyone had a swell time, and we Seniors will always hold this event dear in our memories. At last the big event had arrived. We were all anxious with anticipation of the Senior Trip. After four years of striving for our goal, the Senior Trip, we were so excited that we didn't know heads nor tails. We went on a trip through the East and every person had a wonderful time. Though we may forget each other's names, we will always remember the Senior Trip. It is the night of June I, and we are seated on the stage ready to graduate. Many of us are happy, many sad, but we hope that our four years of happy life together will be judged as successful years, for we have tried to uphold the standards of Reading High. Though years may separate us, we hope that all will remember the Class of '53 , and continue to uphold our motto, Not For Self, But For All . Z3

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IIIASS PRIIPHICY H'- Across the sky flashes a blinding light--there is a dull thud and a winged creature from Mars steps out of her flying saucer. This angel tells us she is spending her vacation on the planet Earth and is planning to take the Class of '53 with her on the rest of her itinerary. She loads everyone on the great saucer and in a split second we have left Reading and have winged our way to the Indianapolis Speedway. Here we see Miraculous Marvin , alias Marvin Tisdale, the famous racer, trying to break all present records of speed. The races have already begun. Here they come around the bend and, Oh, look, Marvin's car is turning over. They're rushing to the scene. We see Doctor Ronald Von Bargen and his corps of nurses. Why, isn't that Helen Bullock leading them? Of course it is. They give him a sniff of Spacer Racer elixer. He's up. He's in the car again--he's off- -he has won the race at 873.6 miles per hourl Well, we're on our way again. Let's speed it up a little, we're in a hurry. We hear a sireng it must be an ambulance! Give it room. Oh, no, it's a cop. And look, what a cop, Captain Norman Brossart. Why, Officer, we weren't speeding, but we're in a terrible hurry. He hauls us to the courtroom, before the Judge. Someone else just came in and you'd never guess who. It's Patrol- woman Pat Marsh. She has just arrested a pick pocket. Pat recommends us to a lawyer by the name of Phyllis Prater, who makes a fine plea for us. The Court Secretary is our old friend, Donna Sheldt, who has established a record of cases reported and of gum chewing. Judge Lowell Kamm dismisses us with a small fine. I'm glad he wasn't too hard on us, but he knows how easy it is to go over the speed limit! As we zoom above this smooth highway in our space saucer, we notice big billboards which say there is a Carnival in Chicago. There it is now, let's stop and see what's going on. Why, listen, who is the Barker? I do believe it is Janette Dykes. Yes, I'm right. She hasn't changed much, has she? She is telling us about the strong man, Denny Bulldog Bullock. He is starting his act right now, let's watch. My, what musclesl He is asking for a gentleman out of the crowd brave enough to go a round of wrestling with him. Someone accepts his challenge. It's Ronnie McDaniels, he was always game to take the Bullflockj by the horns. In the next tent there is the famous lion tamer Ruth Martin. Her motto is, 'The Wilder, The Better . Oh, look, a palmist, Madam JoAnn Boehl-Em-Out. Yes, she's up to her old tricks, trying to make an honest dollar telling folks what's going on. Why, there's Jack Norrish in a plaid suit and bow and arrow. He's selling Spring Tonic . He guarantees his famous spirits will make you look younger, act younger, and think younger. Will anyone buy it? Oh yesl Out of the crowd steps the well known seal trainer, Audrey Phillips, Yes, she buys a bottle. By now we all feel a little famished, let's stop at this ritzy restaurant. Ah, there's a sign that says Ocifer's Country Club':. It looks like a real swell joint, let's go in. Well, Dick Whipkey, so this is your placel Nicel How about some of your Reading Saurbraten? Dick tells us the floor show is about to begin. As we take our seats, the famous, Twenty Toes dance team, JoAnne Glardon and Pete Holmes, take their place on the floor. The music in the background is supplied by the Sour Orchestra . Their leader is Warren Lemon. Their vocalist is the famous crooner Bob Fitzgerald, who learned to sing by listening to his portable radio. As we look around us we see many celebrities. Among them we see Dolores Martin, the famous chatty columnist, interviewing Miss Barbara Leming, the first woman ever to run for President of the United States. We see the famous artist Barbara Bradshaw known as the Female Walt Disney . And look there, it's Hope Diet- rich, creator and designer of Hope Creations and that' s her photographer, Bill Goforth with her. She also has two of her best known models, Joyce Hamm and Janet Luers with her. No wonder Bill wanted to be a photographer. At the next table we see Ethel Davis and Ken Arthur. Both are Professors at UCLA. Ethel specializes in theology and Ken is a psychoanalyst. On our way again. We've been told there is a new scientific rocket machine that will fly to the moon. Almost un- believable. Well look, there is the pilot Ken Konrad and his co-pilot Gene Rutter. Before the ship will take off there is to be a style show of the latest fashions in space wear. Doesn't Shirley Kemen look sharp in that Space Suit for after- noon wear? Tom McCauley models the latest helmet, wings and shoes to wear on the moon. As the space ship ascends into the neuclear mists, we will hear what is going on in the ship through the voice of Jim Whitten the daring newspaperman who is going along with these brave men. My isn't this thrilling? I guess we had better be rocketing alon . Viflho comes here? It looks like two farmers, yes, it's Jack Redwine and Jim Santel. They want a ride into town so they can see the Rodeo. Let's go with them. Listen to that singing cowgirl, Joan Riesenberg. The Judge of the Rodeo, Judy Wagner is about to give out the awards. The Blue Ribbon goes to Dottie Bittner for her Prize Angus Bull. Hold on to him, Dottie. The second award goes to Don Meyer for excellent trick riding. We'd better be on our way for we have made reservations at the Turner Mountain Lodge. It is owned by Norman Turner. Myl What a beautiful place. The guide, Olivia Heile conducts us on a hunting trip. One of our sharp-shooters, Lorraine Doan bags a Curly Wulf . We stop at a trappers cabin and are greeted by Don Sharpshair - carrying a space ray gun, with which he guards his mink pelts. His wife, Grace Galluzzo, offers us her famous Galzos Goulash . Refreshed, we climb to the mountain peak--here we find an observation fire tower. Ranger Evelyn Higgins spots forest fires with her futuristic atomic binoculars. Isn't she lonely way up here? Oh, no, she has a walkie-talkie television kit, in- vented by Joyce Brown. This connects her with Dolores Dunn, who manages a Weather Bureau depot on Mt. Hood and with Mary Alyce Cutter, who lives in Canada on Mt. Scissors. She really cuts up the air waves with her operatic voice. They keep each other well informed. Jim Glardon buzzes by in his propelled rocket jet. He is making a survey of supersonic waves with his technician, Janet Groh. They flash by often to cheer up the girls with their jolly tunes. We've traveled fast and far in a short space of time and now our conductor from Mars bids us adieu. She wishes the class of 1953 all the luck in this world and hopes theyhave the maximum of success and minimum of failures and misfortunes. She steps into her flying saucer, gives a salute and fades away into space. 1 The Class of 1954