Rockville High School - Retrospect Yearbook (Rockville, IN)

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I, Jean Lewis, a lean little scamp Leave my diet to Thelma Bredenkamp. I, Margaret Fultz, so tiny and sweet Leave all my channs to Miss Jane Neet. I, Dick Lightle, so irresistable and firm Leave my necking techniques to Jean Washburn. I, Dick Collings, a conceited little brat Leave my place on the bench to Donald Pratt. I, Edna DePlanty, a basketbal corker Leave my gym shoes to Thelma Hooker. I, Rozelle Jeffries, who loves my perfume Leave my many superstitions to Dorothy Harrison with the right to spoon. I, Harry Swaim, a fascinating brute Will my ego to Clarence Rardin, so little and cute. I, Nelan Thompson, who does all the chores Leave my gray Studebaker to Bill Shores. I, Wilbur Overpeck, honor stadent of Joe Leave to John Sanders all the Chemistry I know. I, Delbert Smith, so bright that I glimmer Leave all my knowledge to Phyllis Wimmer. I, Wilburn Mcmanimie, whose jokes are a killer Leave all of the best to Sidney Miller. I, Harold Haughee, who likes to park in the dark Leave my little Plymouth to Harold Busenbark. I, Polly Ward, a mean little vixon Leave the right to be naughty to Wanita Dixon. I, Betty Hobson, so gentle and kind Leave these traits to Flo Johnson who can't make up her mind I, John Swaim, who fidgets with my ring Would rather hear Frank Sinatra than Bing Leave my enthusiasm for the team To Edward Lee Bramblett who's right on the beam. I, Doris Ann , who now stays up late Leave to Barbara Chowning all my old dates. I, Dolores Clark who's taken up farming Leave this right to Rex Monts who is quite charming. I, Carol Cronk, the homey type Whose love letters the fellows used to swipe, Leave my skill of love and romance To Ronnie Donie who has a slim chance.

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As she started to go aboard, the commander came down the gang plank. No one could mistake that curly hair. It was Dick Canter, Dick said thatkm was now commander of the UQueen Beverly.H Then after talking a while Edna and Dick left and we decided that we too should be leaving. On our trip back home we thought of the wonderful week-end we had had and hoped for many more as entertaining. --The Junior Class - 0 - -- SENIOR VV! LL- 'Twas the night before graduation When all through the school building, Not a creature was stirring ----- only Homer Qor so he thoughtl. M l What respectable janitors don't get away with these d ys. Who would have thought that Homer, good old Homer, would hustle about sweeping dirt under radiators as he is doing now. Why, he is even blowing his breath on the windows and writing his name in the steam. But he soon gives up that joy and begins hustling about picking up the many spit balls, paper wads, and straight pins from the floor. That proves to be quite a job and he is becoming slightly tired so he slowly begins whistling NHow Dry I amu as he moves through the cluttered aisles to the messy library and sits down to gaze contentedly at the latest edition of Esquire which he removes from be- hind that large Emily Post book. He just knew he saw Mr. Sears stick it there during the lst. period whe he thought no one was looking. Oh, what a wonderful magazine! Just look at those legs! Which reminds him of the drumstick in his sandwich he hid this morning. He cautiously takes down that big green book nwbrlds Oldest Reptilesn and there he sees his Dagwood special complete with drumstick, lettuce, mayonaise, peanut butter, catsup and cheese just as he left it. After munching on his delicious sandwich and looking at the world's most beautiful legs Qin his magazinelhe feels quite refreshed. But what is he going to do now? Why, he is sitting down at the piano and professionally picking out NBoogie Woogien just the way Mr. Noble taught him to do last evening after school Oh, to be able to cut a rug like that man Noble! But he hears a noise, a loud, harsh sobbing. Why, what could it be at this hour. The weeping grows more intense so he moves about to investigate. He slowly mounts the stairs. As he opens the door of room nine he has a sharp intake of breath and his eyes spring from their sockets. Why,it's the seniors! They've written their will to old R. H. S. and even though they would never admit it, they are beginning to hate to say good bye to the best school, and the best teachers, and the best students in the country. Well, since he is here he might as well read their last tribute to old R. H. S. so here is what they've written: I, Richard Rozhon, who has given up parkin Leave that right to Jimmy Hartman. I, Bill Stover, of apple polishing fame Leave to Paul Cottrell the very same. I, Ralph Pinegar, so handsome and tall Leave my matrimonial intentions to Kenny Hall. I, Joan Kent, with speaking ability to spare Leave it all to Sue Snowden without a care,

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I. To Who when dressed up looks really devine and likes So Harold Wimmer, who really knows my Fruit Bob Seybold so tall and cute to step out at night Q shine I, Harold Wimmer, the picker of Fruit Leave to Bob Seybold the one that's tall and cute The right to grow watermelons ------ ., I, Paul Insley, who has so many things to will . Leave to Wayne Hartman my walk and my skill 1. Dick Canter, whose laugh rings like a bell Leave this cackle to Pat O'Donnell. I. Charles Havey, so quiet and timid Leave to Bob Boyd my excess women. I. Leave to Mildred Fortner those men with who Sue Hunnicutt so tall and ungraced I've embraced. m To those whose names we have not mentioned This job we had was no convention. we worked so hard and tried time after time And did our best to make your name rhyme. But although we tried, the best we could do Was to leave a trait from the class to you. To We To We To Martha Bowman so dainty and shy will the right to learn to fly --- a broomstick! Phyllis Clark so tall and lean will the right to treat them all mean. Margaret Barker who goes in for jewelry We grant the right to play tomfoolery. To Helen Cooper a burly little female We grant the right to be petite and frail To Betty Navel with curlS in her hair we leave the right to make men dare. To Doris Davis a dainty young thing The right to grab a wedding ring. To Ruth Murphy a quiet young maid The chance to step out and not to be afraid. To we To Audrey Harstad who limped with a sprain will the chance to try it again. Imogene Cox a quiet country bell The right to step out and raise the dead. We, who have so much trouble making this thing rhyme Leave the right to Bonnie Earl to be a proud senior in the required time. So ends our will of us to you .' Q we worked very hard and it's the best we could do. ' And when your time comes to make your will You do your best to fill the bill. , , 'ff ' if H ' .gil M' SENIOR CLASS' p l9L6