Shelby High School - Husky Yearbook (Shelby, NE)

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CLASS WILL We, the Senior Class of 1959 of Shelby High School, being of sound mind and memory, cb hereby make, publish, and declare this to be our last will and testment, hereby revoking any will or wills heretofore made by us. We, the imperial Seniors, do hereby will to the Juniors our intelligent thoughts and our sophisticated personalities to the Sophomores our ability to have fun and still keep within the rules of the school; and to the Freshmen, our ways of studying. I, Gary Coffin, will nysinging ability to Danny Peterson. I, Miriam Coffin, will my tommy-gun laugh to Mr. Kitt- ridge. I, JoAnn Glatter, will my short, blonde hair to Jessie Cox. I, Gary Hernbloom, will my ability to get along with women to James Langer and Larry Thomas. I, Maureen Krebsbach, will my ability to play volleyball to Jean McGimpsey. I, Karen Kubicek, will my black leotards to Coach Colling to keep him warm at football practices. I, Kenneth Kubicek, will my ability to hunt to Gregg Abbott. I, Larry Kumpf, will my running ability to Wayne Davis. I, Roger Moon, will my short haircut to Larry Kallenbach and Pete Ingalls. I, Rodney Pruss, will my leadership ability to Jim Scow and Kenny Thelen. I, Juanita Rinke, will my height to Patty Coffin. I, Kenneth Schlesinger, will ray curly hair to Jill Smith. I, Carol Smith, will my ability to talk patrolmen out of fines to the Junior boys. I, Diana Thorpe, will my long fingernails to Peggy Brig- ham. In Witness Whereof, we, the Senior Class of 1959 have de- clared this our last will and testment here to this twenty- first day of May in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and fifty-nine. 14

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Larry Daum. They have a baby boy named after Larry. Both seemed very pleased with the little one. I ventured across the Isle to cheer someone else. This time it was Larry Kumpf. He looked the same as before. He was still farming at Shelby, and was quite satisfied with results. He was married to a very cute Shelby girl. Across the isle from Larry, I spotted an old friend of mine, Maureen Krebsbach. I could plainly see that the vi- tality of her high school days was still there. She was a skating instructor In Lincoln, was married to her high school sweetheart, and had a baby girl. I started back to the cockpit to check the safe landing possibilities. A man stopped me by inquiring, Aren't you Diana Thorpe? I said, Yes. I am Gary Coffin, he said. I recognized him then, but he really changed. I guess that is what the navy did for Gary. He said he was on his way to Colorado on a government surveying project. Of course, Gary was single. Still the playboy. But I wondered for how much longer. We all knew Gary. Returning from the cockpit, I started for the lunch com- partment. Who stepped up to the door? Corky Schlesinger. Same old Corky. What if the passengers should wear safe- ty belts. That order did not worry Corky any. He had been playing football with the Cleveland Browns. He said it was about time for him to quit, and he was thinking of going in- to the IBM. business. He told me he had married a girl froqj Ohio. I was glad to hear of his success and happiness. In the first seat aat a woman wrapped in furs and appar- ently asleep. I started to pass by as she raised her head, and I recognized MiMi Coffin. MiMi said she was a lab tech- nician at the Lincoln General Hospital, and was the wife of a prominent Lincoln businessman. With MiMi was Carol Smith. She also worked at the Lincoln General Hospital. Prom what I learned, she was one of the best nurses there. They both seemed typical career girls. As I went on down the isle, a distinguished looking man asked me how long it would be before we landed. I instantly recognized this gentleman as Roger Moon. Roger told me he had received a degree in engineering and was doing very well. He and Judy had married after he had been graduated from college and have a baby boy. Next, I served coffee to Jerome Scholz and Kenny Kubicek. Jerome was farming at Shelby, and Kenny was working at Beh- len's in Columbus. Jerome, it seems, had married Linda, a girl he knew in high school days. Kenny as still single but had his eye on a certain young lady in Columbus. Lights of the plane flashed a signal for landing. I checked the safety belts and soon we landed. I bade my classmates farewell and joined my husband to leave the air port and my last flight as an air hostess. I was on my way to a new and safer life of teaching. 13

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