Smithville High School - Fabrica Yearbook (Smithville, OH)

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CL SS WILL We, the Class of 1951, about to pass out of this sphere of education, in full possession of a crammed mind, well-trained memory, and almost superhuman understanding, hereby revoking and making void all former wills or promises by us at any time heretofore made, or mishap, care- lessly spoken, one to the other, as the thoughtless wish of an idle hour. ARTICLE I We give and bequeath to our beloved Super- intendent, Prof. F. D. Burkholder our sincere affection, our deepest reverence, our heartiest gratitude, and the whole unlimited wealth of our eternal memory. In an attempt at partial pay- ment for all that he has done for us during our long years at Smithville High. To our Principal, Mr. Berkey, we leave our many smiles, and our noisey history class to echo through the halls of learning forever. We give and bequeath to the dear faculty, who have been our instructors in all the wisdom of the ages, a sweet and unbroken succession of restful nights and peaceful dreams. No longer need they lie awake through the long Watches of the night to worry over the uncertainty of whether this one is doing her night work. But they have all done their duty, and verily, now shall they have their well-earned reward. To the Juniors, we leave our high ideals, good sportsmanship, good co-operation, and our conflicts with underclassmen. To the Sophomores, we leave our abundant supply of brains and the rest of our finer qual- ities. To the Freshman Class we leave any over- looked cuds of gum we may have left adhering to the underside of desks, banisters, assembly seats, or any likely or unlikely places. To the Eighth Grade we leave our rubber bands, ninth period slips, and new books fthey should be new, we never used theml. ARTICLE II To our class advisor, Mrs. Murray, we leave the profound admiration and ever-enduring friendship of the Class of 1951, in individual as well as collective manifestation. ARTICLE III All our property, real or personal, we be- queath in the following manner: I, Raymond Aspinall, will my ability to go steady with one girl to Dick Hahn. I, Janet Audet, will my quiet sense of humor to Maxine Sheets. I, Lewis Baab, will my many Orrville friends to Stan Stuckey who can't get out of Wooster. I, Ilene Badertscher, will my ability to work at Annats and go to school at the same time to Shirley Ramseier. I, Joan Beaverson, will my long black hair to Theda Aspinall. I, Ella Mae Beck, will my ability to keep my temper under control to Mr. Wheeler who could use it at times. I, William Bland, will my natural ability to win typical boy to Bill CDumboJ Freeday. I, David Bishop, will my long curly hair to Ralph CGabbyJ Wendling. I, Roy Bowman, will my manly physique to Willie Meyer. I, Danny Burkey, will my crooning tenor voice to Gene Stuckey. I, Thomas Burkholder, will my place on the basketball bench to anyone who thinks he is worthy. I, William, Burkholder, will my two front teeth to Albert Wamie. I, Arlene Case, will my artistic and writing ability to Tom Bowman. I, Lester Conrad, will my big brown eyes to anyone who has small blue eyes. I, Lois Conrad will my quiet ways to Jo Etta Haley. I, Pat Dietrick, will my ability to defy Mr. Krohe's warning to shutup and get away with it to Claribel Walters. I, Bob Dilyard, will my quick temper to Mrs. Murray who is so timid and easy going. I, Bob Eby, will my ability to get in trouble and stay there to Gene Gaskey. twenty-three

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H+--5 -- V qt 1- a CL SS HI TURY seeming ferocity. Wise men were called to look upon them who did examine them with care and pain, and did finally pronounce the infirmity of flag-flight. This did assure the frightened lead- ers that the malady while the needs must be con- tagious, and likewise sometimes fatal, was yet a necessary evil, and one that even the wisemen knew not the way to cure. So, with many anxious fears, and dire farebodings, did the instructors al- low the disease to run its natural course, and lo, none were killed, and few were seriously injured, whereat there was great rejoicing throughout the land. And the class of 50 did force the class of one and fifty to prepare a feast in their honor before their departure from the Land of Learning. And so feeling great in heart and of a good nature they did yield to the request and did grant them their wish. Now they did look back to their fore- fathers from Holland for the theme. And men of high standing in the land did speak unto the people words of wisdom, and of cheer, and of encouragement and did in many feeling words, say farewell to the class that was departing. And when the guests did at last depart from the festi- vities, as a Prodigal Son with his associates, they did journey from the Smithville Inn to un- known parts which unto this day have never been revealed! CHAPTER IV Now this, the fourth year in the history of this great and wonderful class of one and fifty has been one of much hard labor, and but little resting by the wayside, for preparations have been making ready for them to take their final departure from the land with the following leaders being selected: President, Bill Millerg Vice President, Alice Schrockg Secretary, Arlene Case, Treasurer, Marilyn Murray, Student Coun- cil, Irene Zimmerly and Danny Burkeyg Report- er, Ruth Zookg Sergeant of Arms, Pat Dietrickg Student Council President, Tom Burkholderg Social Chairmen, Ginny Holderman and Bob Eby. And behold certain members of the tribe were stricken with dreams of fame and fortune. Seeing how they were possessed with the spirit of dramatics, Mrs. Murray directed the hilarious comedy, Strickly Formal. And the on lookers, being greatly pleased, did shower many fine words of praise upon the heads of the actors and the reveries of the class were fulfilled. And the crowd upon gazing across the fields did find much beauty in the flowers, and chose their own class flower to be the yellow rose. And it came to pass that a great shout did go up from the throats of the class of one and fifty for words of guidance and the words We build the ladder by which we rise , did find favor with the members of the tribe, and were adopted as their motto. Now the class of one and fifty has gone far in their journey and did receive much praise and offerings from those behind who did attempt the trail. As they had laid a great feast before their elders in their year even so did the Junior Class do unto them. For many moons past they were filled with laughter at programs from the lower lands and in their hearts some did say, It is better to give than to receive. So they, out of generosity, did give to them an assembly. And it was prophesied that this class would follow tradition and go to those great and wonderful cities of Washington and New York: All through the journey each and all made a sacrifice of silver and labor that which was spoken by the prophets might be fulfilled. Now it came to pass that the hour of com- mencement did come when each shall reap what- soever he soweth. This was the journey's end for which many had strived but Wisemen did speak unto them saying, Verily, verily I say unto you, that broad is the gate and wide is the way that leadeth to the High School and many there be that go in thereatg but straight is the gate, and narrow is the way that leadeth to graduation, and few there be that find it. And each Senior, on that night of departure, rose and walked from the High School a sadder and wiser man. Four years hath the class of one and fifty sojourned in the land of learning, and gathered in large portions the fruits from the Tree of Know- ledge. But it is written, In the day when ye shall have eaten of all these fruitsg ye shall surely be driven forth from the land! Now I say unto you, they must depart thence, to go each a separ- ate way, to lands they know not of, to do, they know not what. But let us not be weary in well doing for in due season we shall reap if we faint not. Alice Schrock and Eugene Huffman twenty-two

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CL SS WILL I, Jean Hartzler, will my quiet happy go- lucky ways to Shirley Fike. I, Ted Hartsough, will my intellectual ability to Allen Zook who could use it. I, Kathryn Hoff, will my temper to Ronnie Fike who is so docile. I, Donald Holderman, will my ability to stick to one girl to Ray Besancon. I, Virginia Holderman, will my bottle of aspirans to next year's Social Chairman of the Senior Class for the many headaches. I Eugene Huffman, will my 50'Z1 stock in basketball ribbons to Harold Conrad. Low stock with high returns. I, Dorothy Martie, will my ability to stick to bookkeeping and succeed to Glenn Swisher who tried but failed. I, Elvin Mast, will my friendly smile to Mr. Krohe. I, William Miller, will my 35 Chevrolet limousine to Mrs. Stringfield who has nothing but a new Plymouth. I, Betty Mizer, will my devilish ways to Jack Snoddy. I, Virginia Mosier, will my ability to wait for boys instead of after them to Donna Strickler. I, Clyde Murphy, will my slimness to Gerald CMeatba1ll Elliott. I, Marilyn Murray, will my class ring to any- one who can get it from Ray Aspinall. I, Evelyn Odenkirk, will my ability to leave the boys alone to my kid sister, Arlene. I, Barbara lP'arsons, will my love of, and a-bility to square dance to Rosalie Baab. I, Tom Perret, will my ability to love them and leave them to Cy Sc'hrock who loves them but can't leave them. I, Phyllis Ramseyer, will my mouthful of nuts to the local squirrel. I, Martha Richard, will my ability to be seen and not heard to Doris Zimmerly. I, :Alice Schrock, will my appreciation of corney jokes to Mr. Berkey. I, Esther Shamp, will my height to Bernice Lytle. I, Donald Sheets, will my ability not to get to first base with girls to Dick Marthey. I, Jean Shisler, will my headaches as Mosaic editor to Mart-ha Miller. I, Edna Showalter, will my ability to keep friendly with the cops to Danny Sauders. I, James Troyer, will my all A average in Physics to Steve Burington. I, Twila Wiles, will my little and choosey appetite to Nancy Kauffman, to keep the cooks trying. I, Irene Zimmerly, will my Baritone to Carole Lonier. I, Ruth Zook, will my ability to hold the olfice of class reporter for the Mosaic to any underclassman who can do the job. I, Evelyn Zuercher, will my pencil stubs to Margaret Dicus. ARTICLE IV To our Janitor, Vern Sinclair, we leave any stubs of pencils, erasers or scraps of paper that we may inadvertentley leave behind us in the excitement and haste of gathering up our cher- ished treasures for the last time. T'o the Cooks we leave our speedy ways so as to keep the cafeteria line moving more rapidly. ARTICLE V Last comes the one thing hard for us to part with. To our successors we must leave our places in the hearts and thoughts of our Princ- ipal and teachers. They will love them un- worthy as we feel they areg even as they loved us, they will show them all the same tender kind- ness and attention that they have bestowed upon usg they will feel the same interest in their attempts and successes, the same sorrow when they fail. Bob Eby, Irene Zimmerly, Bob Dilyard, Barbara Parsons twenty-four -'sv