Shanksville Stonycreek High School - Chicahonian Yearbook (Shanksville, PA)

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CLASS WILL CF 1956 XVe, the class of Nineteen Hundred and Fifty-six of the Shanksville-Stonycreek Joint High School, in the County of Somerset, State of Pennsylvania, in the United States of America, do make and publish this our last will a11d testament. ARTICLE I To our helpful teachers, we will our appreciation for the knowledge they helped us to gain. To the administration, we will more students to take our place. To the school building, we will our tracks of our presence during the past tour years. ARTICLE II To our hard working janitor's, Mr. Christner and Mr. W'eyant, we will all of the dirt we left in the cor- ners. To our Supervising Principal, Mr. Singleton, we will all of our hiding places and education. To our Guidance Counselor, Mr. Geist, we will less confusion in setting up the school schedule. To the secretary, Mrs. Ethel Rayman, we will a private office. 'Io Mr. Miller, we will our generation of history. To Mr. Schultz, we will our ability to miss tele- phone poles. To Mrs. Orlidge, we will all of the library books she thought we read for book reports. To Mrs. Lowry, we will all the animals and in- sects that are still alive in the Chemistry Lab. To Mrs. Coleman, we will all of our aches and pains. ' i ' To the Elementary Teachers, we will our future children. I D To the Cooks, we will our empty ice cream freezer. To Mrs. Schultz, we will all our Jr. High English books and our ability to do push-ups. To Mr. Orlidge, we will all of our problems CMath that isj. To Mr. Tilley, we will our skill in marching and playing in tune. To Miss Hostetler, we will our talent of hitting the wrong notes. To Mrs. Doak, we will our speed and business techniques. To Mr. Lowry, we will our basketball skills of winning and losing. To Mrs. Barron, we will our burned food and torn clothes. A To Mr. Damico, we will our messy paints and loused-up work. To Mr. Thomas, we will our ability to make paste stick. To Mr. Wetzel, we will anything down on the farm he can find. ARTICE III To the Juniors we will anything left behind in- cluding room 207 and Mr. John Miller. To the Sophomores we will the jr.-Sr. Prom. To the Freshmen we will class rings. To the Eighth grade, we will good report cards like we had. To the Seventh grade, we will our talents to be- come Seniors. ARTICLE IV Ila Gay Miller wills her position in cheerleading to Barbara Glessner. Elda Burk wills her hair to John Miller. Verdean Hunter wills her jollity to Mr. Singleton. Edna Miller wills l1er comb to some- body with long hair. Tom Weigle wills his position in Ag. class to Gerald Weigle. Yvonne Masteller wills her position in chorus to anyone who can hit high A, David Landis wills his position in Driver Ed .class to anyone who can put up a good enough argument. Charlotte Spangler wills her position as editor of the Viklet to Linda Lambert. Neil Walker wills his size 14's to Weedie Sorber. Dortohy Glessner wills all the fun she had in the Art Club to Linda Glessner. Joe Wilt wills his ability to go steady to Eddie Duppstadt. Beverly Veil wills her position in band to anyone with a cornet who can follow the leader. Sam Sorber wills his position as President of the Student Council to Lee Lowry. Alice Jean Glessner wills her position in the Clarinet Quartet to Sandra Thomas. Jim Knepper wills his shyness around girls to Bobby Lambert. Shirley Pebley wills her devilishness to Joyce Lauer. Terry Heinemeyer wills his position in Chemistry class to anyone who isn't gunshy. Kay Hillegas wills her ability to get along with the teachers to Don Custer. Don VValker wills his height to Mr. John Miller. Patty Pile wills her Business Math book to anyone who likes monkey business. Bill Bowers will his baseball ability to anyone who can swing a bat. Ruth Walker wills her seat in Drivers Ed. class to La Verne Albright, Bill Miller wills his ability to drive for Mr. Schultz to anyone who can stay on the road Nancy Lambert wills her seat in Literature class to anyone who can remember a poem a few minutes before class begins. Bill Horne wills his ability to type to anyone who can waste time in typing class. Julia Evans wills her height to Donnie Scott. Harry Stull wills his slimness to Mr. Singleton. Kathryn Browning wills her ability to learn poems to any- one who can recite them in front of the class. Eddie Hillegas wills his position as Business Manager of the yearbook to any junior who can put up a good argument. Patty Foster Wills her outlines in Chem- istry to anyone who can understand them. Bob Hillegas wills his ability to get to Ag. class on time to anyone that doesn't poke', in the Home Ec. room. Peggy Berkebile wills her P. O. D. seat to anyone who can keep awake. Ronald Trent wills his Literature book to Harold Knupp if he can under- stand it. Dorothy Mostoller wills her giggles to Evelyn Spangler. Larry Brant wills his seat in P. O. D. class to anyone who can stay awake. Nina Huston wills her position as Student Council secre- tary to Shelby Hillegas. This is our last will and testament on the twenty- third of May, Nineteen Hundred and Fifty-Six.

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THIS WAS OUR HIGH SCHOOL LIFE It was August of 1952 when forty of us were in two homerooms, Mr. Orlidge's and Mr. Wetzel's. Our first president was Patty Pile. Her co-officers were Dorothy Cless- ner, vice-presidentg Nina Huston, secretaryg Edna Miller, treasurer. joe XVilt and Kathryn Browning represented us as council members. VVe provided three cheerlead- ers, five basketball men and were active in F. F. A., F. H. A., All-County Band, Central XVestern, School Band, and Chorus. By August of 1953 we had lost three classmatesg there were but thirty-seven of us. Our elected officers were Verdean Hunter, Joe YVilt, Edna Miller, and Kathryn Brown- ing. Our council members were Beverly Yeil and Bill Horne. That year we were rep! resented on the Viklet Staff. It was in May that we ordered our class rings. School was becoming more interesting every year. VVe again reached the figure forty as a Junior Class. Mr. Snyder acted as our ad- visor. Beverly Veil, Neil VValker, Charlotte Spangler, and Edna Miller were the officers that year. Council members were Nina Huston and Sam Sorber. That year we began feeling like mature pupils. XVe earned our class ringsfaladapreseilted a successful and well-accepted class play, Galloping Ghosts. The Seniors were our guests at a gala banquet at the VVhite Star Hotel. It was like making a debutante of each girl present. We were proud of our Junior basketball men and of Neil Wlalker who made State Chorus. The Class of 1956 now had thirty-six me111bers. Finding themselves in Mr. Miller's room convinced us that we were seniors. That was the year for which we've been wait- ing. We were under the leadership of Neil VValker, presidentg Joe VVilt, vice-president: Shirley Pebley, secretaryg and Edna Miller, treasurer. To dress-up for our pictures was the life lived only by the seniors. That was the year for our last class play, Sittin' Pretty, presented in November, the year to sell magazines, sponsor a Christmas Dance, take school 1nore seriously, appreciate our last school year, enjoy all school functions restricted to seniors and to take one last journey together: a trip to New York. How time flies! This was our school life. rg-1 O00 23

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SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY It is 1966 now, and a lot of things have happened since the class of 1956 graduated from Shanksville-Stonyereek. Do you wonder what happened to the members of that class? Let's tind out. First, let's find a means of travel. We'll take one of the new rockets. As we enter the rocket, whom do we see in the doorway but Peggy Berkebile. She is the hostess on our rocket. She tells us her husband wants her to quit working soon, and she thinks she will. Her husband is the pilot on our ship. Our first landing is in Chicago. We hurry straight from the rocket to the Baseball Stadium, where the Chicago Cubs are playing. As we find our seat, Bill Bowers strides up to the plate. He lets two strikes go by, then slams one out of the ball park. Bill is already a candidate for Baseball's Hall of Fame. Cheering wildly next to us is a familiar voice. Looking over, we find Kay Hillegas and her two children. Naturally, she is cheering for her husband, Donald Blough, star pitcher for the Chicago Cubs. As we leave the Stadium we run into the former Alice Glessuer and her four child- ren. Alice tells us she is on her way to join her husband in San Francisco. We return to the airport and wander around a bit. Coming out of a building, we run into Patty Pile. Shel says she is the head Medical Secretary in a Chicago hospital. Julia Evans is head nurse in the same hospital. Julia's husband, Bll Horne, is vice- president of the First National Bank in Chicago, and Nina Huston holds a high position in the same bank. Boarding our rocket, we find ourselves seated next to Charlotte Spangler. She says she is taking a vacation from Chet and the kids. From our next stop, in Colorado, we go straight to Ruth VValker's ranch. Ruth married soon after she came west, and she and her husband are partners in a large beef and horse-raising business. Ruth always has room for a former classmate, and on their vacation we find Mr. and Mrs. Joe Wilt and their three children. lla Gay said Joe is dealing in rare antiques, and painting in his spare times , ,, ,, Leaving Ruth's we went straight to Hollywood. Passing a studio, we noticed a crowd of Bobby-soxers hanging around a stage door. As we drew near the door opened and Harry Stull stepped out. After he finished signing autographs, we went over to talk to him. He said he'd been working in pictures for three years. He just finished the remake of Gone VVith The VVind in cinemascope. He asked us if we'd S6611 Neil VValker, who was in Hollywood with his orchestra, doing the Life of Harry James in cinerama. David Landis, millionaire Hollywood di- rector, was producing and directing the picture. We fly from Hollywood straight to New York, and register at the new Heinemeyer Hotel, one of a chain of hotels owned by Terry Heinemeyer, multi-millionaire. Terry is known to his fond employees as f'H1n'kle. The room clerk is Elda Burke, whose husband manages the hotel. Glancing at the register, we see the names of Mr. and Mrs. Sam Sorber. Going to their apartment we find that Sam is a Diesel Mechanic, working near New York, and he and his wife always in on weekends. During our talks, he mentioned that Jim Knepper is working as an en- gineer in South America. Going through the lobby, we meet Beverly Veil and find that she is teaching music at a high school in New York. On the way home we stop in VVasliington, D. C., and find Verdean Hunter, Edna Miller, and Dorothy Glessner rooming together, while their husbands are overseas. Kathryn Browning and her husband also live in VVashington, but they were not home when we called. As we drive toward home, we pick up speed, and soon we hear a siren behind us. We pull over, and a Sargeant of the state police comes to the window and pushes back his cap. It is Ronald Trent! He is very friendly, but as we drive home We have a ticket in the glove compartment. We return to Somerset, stopping at VVeigles' Garage, owned by Tom and Yvonne since 1960. Bill Miller, their chief mechanic, hopes to open his own garage next week. Walking up a street, we pass a Barber Shop, which turns out to be owned by Eddie Hillegas. He gets a lot of trade, and the President of the United States often stops there. We meet Bob Hillegas, who tells us his wife, Shirley Pebley, and the kids are fine. He has a 250 acre farm, on which he raises potatoes, and dairy cattle. He tells us also that Donald Walker and Larry Brant owni large farms near him, and Patty Foster and her husband, Manford Martin, own a farm near Friedens. Nancy Lambert and her hus- band, Harold Shaulis, also operate a large farm. YValking on, we meet Dorothy Mostoller coming down the street. She is manager of Newberry's and her husband works in Johnstown. This is the future of the class of 56, Shanksville-Stonycreck High. Z5