Shelby High School - Husky Yearbook (Shelby, NE)

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Class Prophecy I hear from the garage at Koschs, The noise of all kinds of tools. The car Gerry Kosch is now building. Will be bought by all silly fools. While driving around in old Shelby, A Fix-it-Shop I happened to see. It belongs to mechanic. Dale Rosenberry And his good wife, former Norma Jean G. I attended a church while in Shelby, The preacher, how he surprised me, T'was Bill Houdersheldt, the class angel. At the church known as the E.U.B. Rogene Lees, the lover of all animals. Owns a hospital in Shelby too. Only hers is for dogs and dear kittens. When they have rabies or even the flu. Today, do I have a toothache. To the dentist I think I must go. Dr. Funkhouser has become quite famous. From taking care of his own teeth, you know. The volley ball team back in high school. Had a girl who was a great star. And now Marilyn Bernt is coaching. Her volley ball teams, near and far. Ann Kerkman is now a great author. She's written all kinds of good books. Her latest is quite a dilly. It's “Why I Go For Men With Good Looks. Overhead an airplane is flying, Eventhough the weather is damp. The pilot must be our Bob Logan, The one and only Jet Pilot Champ. Was that oil coming out of the ground there? And who will get all of that dough? Why, Rex Trout and his wife JoAnn Treadway, And their sons, little Rexie and Joe. Roger Scow, the boy who seemed smartest. Has now a relaxing occupation. He's become a professional matress tester. And tests matresse all over the nation. On Memorial Day while out traveling, I went to Indianapolis Speedway, And around the bend came a winner. Who was none other than speedy Darrell Leh. My radio was blabbing away loudly. The homemaker was on the air, Jeanette Daum was the lady then speaking. The message was on baby care. I was crusing along so hurriedly. When a circus sign I happened to see. It read, “See Elnora Morrow, The Skinniest Woman There Ever Could Be. Is that Sugar Ray in that ring boxing? And who could the opponent be? It’s that fighter, our own Dick Glatter, And at ringside, it's wife Jeannie we see. Marilyn Krebsbach is now Mrs. Nelson, You know George always was her beau. Yes, they were married right after graduation. And are living in San Francisco. Karen Jarmin, another dear classmate. Is making her home in Alaska, Her reason for deciding to move there--- She was tired of the men in Nebraska. Sharon Micek is now in the Air Force, So an airplane she rates for a home. She's a pilot on a huge “Constellation,'' That flies from New York to Rome.

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Class Will We the senior class of 1952 of Shelby High School, being of sound mind, do ordain and establish this our last will and testament. We, the seniors, will to the freshmen girls, the senior prowess in vollyball; to the freshmen boys, the smooth tactics of the senior boys; to the sophomore girls, the senior girls; group spirit; and to the juniors our mild manners and quiet ways. I, Dale Rosenberry, will my driving ability to Don Gabel. Keep within the law, Don. I, Rogene Lees, leave my piano stool in the music room to Marion Ran- som, who is on her way to becoming a great concert pianist. I, Gerald Kosch, hand down my me- chanical knack to Charlie Gabel. Use it on your scooter. I, JoAnn Treadway, leave my unique walking style to Pat Jones. Don’t knock too many desks over with it. I, Bill Houdersheldt, leave my sweet melodious laugh to anyone desiring it. That is if anyone will take it. I, Darrell ”Zeke” Leh leave my ’’snort” to Jim Hastert. It really takes practice, Jim. I, Rex Trout, bequeath Margie Scholz to Wayne Skinner. Take it easy, Wayne. I, Ann Kerkman, will my command- ing manners to Marlene Schinzel. And don’t get smart about it! We, Sharon Micek and Jeanette Daum, will our quiet studiousness to Louis Whitmore and Paul Rosen- berry. Use it, fellows. I, Bob Funkhouser, bequeath my nickname ”Smoky” to Frank Fee- ser. He’s earned it. We, Marilyn Bernt and Marilyn Krebsbach, leave our typing ability to Curty Johanson. You might be- come a great stenographer, Curty. I, Dick Glatter, make Jerome Ries- dorff sole heir to my sweet temper and red hair. But Dick intends to keep Jean Ingalls. I, Karen Jarmin, give my out of town boyfriends to Alyce Gabel’s priceless collection. Karen can always get more where these came from. I, Bob Logan, have arranged for Buddy Bernt to inherit my quiet ways and athletic ability. Just keep your head about it Bud. I, Elnora Morrow, will my gift of gab to Betsy Reeder. Be careful where you use it. I, Roger Scow, will my common sense to Bill Ray. Take advantage of it. Bill. In witness therof, we the mighty seniors of 1952 seal this will in the year of our Lord 1952.