Schoharie Central High School - Yo Sko Ha Ro Yearbook (Schoharie, NY)

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MR. VAN DETTA

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MARY ANN VIBBARD Rare is the union of beauty and virtue. PETER VON LINDEN Liberty of thought is the life of the soul. DAWN YOUNG Love me little, love me long. BRIAN WISE Never say more than is necessary.

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tlm MiU We, THE MEMBERS of THE CLASS of NINETEEN HUNDRED AND SIXTY ONE of SCHOHARIE CENTRAL SCHOOL of the TOWN Of SCHOHARIE and the STATE OF NEW YORK, being of sound mind and memory, do hereby make, publish, and declare this our LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT. I, Helen Barber, will my seat in the first soprano section of the high school choir to my sister, Haroldine, who is tired of singing alto. I, Gloria Benson, will my height to Linda Hewett, who could sure use an inch or two. I, Ann Marie Bentley, will all my problems with Mr. Houghton to anyone who can handle him. I, Ruth Bryan, will my interest in the little town of Central Bridge to my sister, Sandra. I, Tom Butt, will my History books to Jeff Gardner. I, Douglas Cater, will my F.F.A. president’s gavel to Tom Gordon. I, Sharon Clark, will my terrible laugh to Donna Abbott in hopes that she won’t catch it. I, William Claus, will Tom Przysiecki a trace of my superior knowledge of horsemanship. I, Mary Lou Dangelowsky, will all the lessons that I have learned the hard way to Donna Abbott. I, Dawne Marie Dietz, will my grave concern for birds to Mr. Loveys. I, Andrea Dittmar, will my qyiet ways in the typing room to anyone who makes as much noise as I do. I, Carolyn Ewen, will my height to Ann Gruber. I, Kenneth Fancher, will my charms with girls in Gloversville to Ronnie Finigan. I, James Gage, will my position on the basketball team to Tommy Martin, in hopes that some day he’ll get the promotion that I never got. I, Eugene Gerum, will my football jersey. No. 42, to any underclass girl who thinks she can fill it. I, James Grass, will my agriculture marks to my brother. Bob. I, Eric Haroldson, will my formula for girls to someone who can give me a good formula for passing physics. I, Karen Hewett, will my ability to make the cheer- leading squad every year to Ronnie Finigan. Good luck, Boy! I, David Hollander, will my basketball ability to Mr. Pafunda. I, Vicky Johnston, will my front seat in Mr. Hough- ton’s English class to whoever can talk while there. I, Walter Jone, will my dancing ability to Carol Williams. I, Eddie Kane, will my hunting ability to Ernie Rowe, who needs help in killing little, defenseless animals. I, James Keyser, will Ernie Rowe my seats in both World and American History so he can get along with Mr. Pealer as well as I did. I, Judith Anne Kintz, will my arguments on segre- gation with Mr. Pealer to my sister, Virginia, in hopes that she’ll uphold the family tradition. I, Diane Kulesa, will my two years in chemistry to Joyce Borawa in hopes that she’ll make it in one. I, Jeanne Luniewski, will my true shade of hair to anyone who can find it. I, Christine Lee Merklen, will my “friendly talks’’ with Mr. Burton and my position on the cheer leading squad to Mary Vroman in hopes that she, too, will have as much fun as I have had. I, Buddy Montanye, will my skill with the guitar to Eric Creede in hopes that he will carry it on and become famous some day. I, Ronald Oliver, being of sound mind and body, do hereby will and bequeath my life savings ability to Jack Stoddard. I, Dianne Stephanie Palacz, will my “ability to speak French’’ to Elaine Enders, in hopes that she will do better than I did. I, Bruce Palmatier, will my milk route to anybody who had no desire to graduate. I, Joyce Palmer, will my position on the basketball team to my little sister, Jane, as she can use the exercise. I, Florence Mildred Penk, will my ability to take shorthand rapidly to anyone who needs it. I, Bonnye Kaye Pierce, will my seat in Mr.Pealer’s room to anyone who can stand it for three years. I, Jerry Polak, will the hair on my head to Mr. Houghton. I, Joseph Polak, will my can of “J” wax to Mr. Loveys. I, Henry Polgreen, will my cow, Handkerchief, to Mr. Stoff. I, Dick Price, will my perfect attendance record to any deserving underclassman. I, Claudia Ritter, will my love for Gallupville to anyone who can stand it as long as I have. I, Hart Rockwell, will my log cabin to Carol Muller. I, Karen Jennie Rockwell, will my source of memories, the faculty, friendships, and events of S.C.S. to my sisters, Priscilla and Janice, in hopes that their memories will be as abundant and cherished as mine. I, Ronald Romanczuk, will my place in English class to anybody who likes flies. I, John Schaeffer will the piano bench, my choir notebook, and Mrs. Tripp to Audrey Mahler who is destined to spend many long hours with each in the next two years. I, Peter Schroeck, will my “patented fire escape