Roseville High School - Rosette Yearbook (Roseville, OH)

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I. Sue Ungemach, will my ability to get along with Mr. Leuck and Mr. Dantonio to my brother Klemm Ungemach. I. Sheldon Wahl, will my ability to skip school, sign my own excuses, and get by with it to David Toth. I, John Watkins, will to Mr. Regula, a pair of skates to get around the school house better. I, Gary Wood, will to Nancy Daniels my ability to never talk in study hall. I, Sharon Eveland, being of unsound mind and upright character do submit this will of the Class of 1958. Sharon Eveland CLASS MOTTO EDUCATION PLUS EFFORT EQUALS SUCCESS CLASS COLORS GREEN AND WHITE CLASS FLOWER WHITE CARNATION ROSEVILLE FEDERAL SAVINGS TEWKSBURY’S CONFECTIONERY AND LOAN ASSOCIATION Main Street Delicious Homemade Ice Cream Roseville Ohio Roseville MERCERS BEN FRANKLIN STORE Five Ten Cent Store CONN POTATO CHIP COMPANY Main Street Best Wishes From Crooksville Zanesville

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I, Marilyn Henry, will my four successful years at Roseville High School to my sister Kay and Carilyn. We, Joy and June Inman, will our ability to create confusion in class rooms to Shelba Atkins and Beth Hendrickson. I, Donna Kane, will my ability to make the honor roll every six weeks to Roy Kane, He needs it! I, Terry King, will Mrs. Mace to next year’s Senior Class. I, Trena Kinnan, will my good times in chemistry laboratory to my sister Kay and only hope she doesn’t blow up R.H.S. I, Charles Kissick, will my jeep to Mr. Buck, so he will have something to use for drag races. I, Shirley Landerman, will my ability to get good grades and to make the honor roll to Sonny Landerman. I, Roy Launders, will just leave Roseville High School. I, Terry Lloyd, will my ability to play football to Bill Barker. Maybe I should give him a little weight, too. I, Julia Malfe, will my ability to get engaged and become married in my junior and senior years and still graduate to Jane Malfe and Becky Thompson. I, Alice McConnell, will my crown to the lucky girl who gets Queen next year. I, Larry McGee, will to Roger Short and Junior Anders, my athletic shoes and hockey club. I, Dari McHen ry, will all the girls in R.H.S. to Jim Work and hope that he enjoys teasing them as much as I did. I, Lowell Meredith, will my ability to get along with Miss Sharrock to Terry Kirkbride. I, Karen Moody, will my ability to wreck my car with only stationary objects such as trees, buildings and other cars, to Sue Bishop and Pat Pottenger, and hope that their damage suits aren’t as high as mine were. I, Sandra Moody, will my wish to graduate to anyone who needs it. I, Charles Moore, will my bashfulness about girls to Jerry Wilson. I, Virginia Musser, will my ability to be tardy to school almost every day and to get out of detentions to Bill Musser. Good luck! I, Don Pettit, will my ability to get into trouble with Mr. Carnes in the lower halls to “Scoop” Dupler. I, Barbara Reid, will to Jim Buckley my first chair in the trumpet section and a jar of Lustre Creme, so his hair will always be soft and flaky. I, John S. Snell, will an F-86 Sabre Jet to my sister Ginny to help her to get to school on time as I was usually late. I, Charles Strickler, will my ability to drive without a drivers license, run into bridges, and come out alive to Sammy Strickler. I, Norma Szuch, will my ability to talk in study hall and not get caught to David Toth. I, Max Toth, will my Model “A” Ford to Klemm Ungemach.

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CLASS PROPHECY “Around the World -in Eighty Days”, isn’t that a beautiful song and a wonderful motion picture, too? Wouldn’t it be exciting to take such a trip? Well, just pretend a few years have passed. Now it is the year 1970. Sheldon Wahl and Jon Cas- sady are attempting such a trip. Say, there is room for one more passenger in the huge basket under the balloon. Why don’t you come along? Off we go! Look down, there is Washington D. C. We see Sharon Eveland; she is in the White House. Congratulations, Sharon, we knew you could do it. Yes, we all knew that someday you would be the presi¬ dent’s housekeeper. There is Norma Szuch, she is married to a Congressman. Next year she plans to run against him in the primaries. Now, we’re over the region called the Piedmont Belt. Down there are vast acres of fertile land. Why, there’s Ellen Work. She has become a hard working pea-picker. Bless her pea-pickin’ heart. Isn’t that a colorful sight? It’s a tobbacco auction. Just listen to that auctioneer! Isn’t she going to town? Why, it’s Annie Cummings, can you beat that? Ah, there is a football game going down below in that big stadium. Boy! Look at that right half¬ back grind out the yardage! They know him best as the “Blue Rock Block-Buster”; his real name is Willis Goins. Why, there is our old school house. Let’s drop in on the new superintendent, Larry McGee. Well, I guess they’re not having school today. It is a national holiday. Groundhog’s Day. Well, there is our old home room teacher, Mrs. Mace. ‘‘Hi, Mrs. Mace. Are you still teaching school?” “No, I have a job in the McCraken Candy Kitchens in Cambridge, Ohio.” “Say, who owns that little Pizza Shop on the west side of town?” “I guess it belongs to Virginia Musser. She also sells stomach pills.” “Isn’t that Roy Launders getting out of that big limousine in front of that swanky hotel?” “Yes, haven’t you heard? He found uranium in his dad’s coal mine.” Well, it’s nice to see that at least one high school couple have got married. Yes, Shirley Lander- man and David Ashford are happily married, but not to each other. Say, isn’t that Sue Ungemach’s beautiful house over there? It shines like a brand new silver dollar. “Sue, how do you keep your house so clean?” “It’s so easy when you use Lestoil.” “See that small cemetery at the edge of town where the funeral is taking place? Isn’t that the under¬ taker Charles Moore?” “Sure, it is. You know he can proudly boast that nine out of ten stiffs prefer to take their last ride in his souped-up hearse.” “Say, did that billboard back there say there was wrestling tonight at the fair grounds?” “Sure, it said “Dirty Dorothy to fight the “Cat Lady” tonight. Don’t let the names fool you; really they are old classmates of ours, Dorothy Dozer and Donna Kane.” “Hey, is that lady on the corner below us selling something or running for mayor?”