South Beloit High School - Blackhawk Yearbook (South Beloit, IL)

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CLASS WILL We, the class of I946, of the South Beloit High School, in the County of Winnebago, and State of Illinois, being of sound and dis- posing mind and memory, do make, publish. and declare this to be our last will and testa- ment, hereby revoking all former wills made by us at any time. We hereby devise, bequeath, and dispose thereof our worldly estate in the following manner: ARTICLE I. To THE FACULTY We seniors, as a group, leave the following: To Miss Porter and Miss Norcross we leave all our intelligence. To Miss Eastwood we leave our bright smiles. To Mrs. Smith we leave our worn-out nerves. To Mr. Barr we leave a carton of Philip Morris. V To Mrs. Fuller we leave a fleet of new sewing machines. To Mr. Scheibel we leave a neon sign for his car. To Mr. Chenette we leave all our old gossip. To Mr. Martell we leave all our troubles. ARTICLE H. To THE CLASSES We seniors, as a group, leave the following: To the freshmen we leave our beauty and the memories of our initiation. To the sophomores we leave our friend- ship. To the juniors we leave the hope that they will carry on our good work. ARTICLE HI. To THE STUDENTS We, seniors, individually, leave the follow- ing to the Juniors and Sophomores: I, Allen Anderson, will my six subjects to Dick Simpson. I, Roger Behling, will my farmer walk to Rosella Pfeiffer. I, Richard Bowles, will my loud Voice to Richard Riley. 18 I, Pat PfeiHer, will my dainty feet to Frank Nielson. ' I. Marion Brown, will my quietness to Josephine Marino. I, Floyd Drew, will my gracefulness to Bob Conant. I, Donald Cornwell, will my Romeo type to Gerald St. John. I, Gus Erickson, will my shortness to Darlene Collins, I, Ralph Fulton, will my change of heart to Shirley Perry. I, Bill Joyce, will my bashfulness to Dorothy Pospischil. I, Bill Karty, will my long legs to Pat Perkins, I, Charles Mook, will my straight A report card to Doris Greer. I, Joe Weldon, will my title The Voice to Donald Porter. I, John Crowe, will my ability to get acquainted fast to Guy McClellan. I, Richard Youngwith, will my humor- ous ways to Richard Foster. I, Betty Amato, will my love for men to Florice Hanson. I, Marlene Blizard, will my short skirts to Viola Doud. I, Alice Brady, will my dancing ability to Richard Janecke. I, Betty Burchlield, will my quiet man- ners and actions to Harold McCrillis. I, Velma Eisenhauer, will my unassum- ing manner to Cy Bryce. I, Audrey Grieves, will my ability to stick to one man to Bertie Lou Baptist. I, Charlotte Guerin, will my intelligence to Chuck Pipitone. I, Jane Joyce, will my inquisitiveness to Ivan Newnham. I, Rosemary Keenan, will my ability to flirt to Jacqueline Warden. I, Joyce Lamb, will my pleasant person- ality to Leroy Busker. I, Beverly Letheby, will my babyish ways to Grace Sciacca. The 1946 Blackhawk

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CLASS PROPHECY fC0ntinuedj strange things to people. To be very frank, there is only one girl who means anything in Don's life: and that is none other than his blushing bride, Jane Joyce. We got to talk- ing with Janie quite seriously and, to our surprise, we found that Jane had quite a time deciding between her two steadies, the other being Floyd Drewxs Now it seems that Floyd's so heartbroken over his loss of Jane that he has resolved to devote the rest of his life to the art of fan dancing, with burlesque queens in and out between acts. Floyd re- marked that it was a dull and dreary life for him to live: so he took in a partner who turned up as Gus Erickson and together they managed to survive, Gus taking just a little more interest in his work than Floyd. The conversation lagged, so Betty got up and put a nickel in the jukebox and what should we hear but the song, Let lt Snow, Let lt Snow, Let It Snow, made famous by Betty Whittemore and her all-man orchestra. Some of her noted musicians are Marion Brown and his talking trombone, Roger Behling and his magic violin, and Bill Karty and his melodious harp. Wilma Ulven, Betty's closest friend, is the featured vocalist. Just then, who should walk in but Beverly Letheby and Betty Spaulding. We had to watch our English, for Beverly is the English teacher at So. Beloit High, and Betty the history teacher. Betty is planning to resign next spring, much to the disappointment of the students who love her and history, to make history for herself. She plans to be married next June, the groom being Joe Weldon, who is a fashion designer of the so-called women's crazy hats. The hats are not really crazy, just a little exaggerated. Corinne Griffiths is going to take Betty's place. Beverly, during this interesting con- versation, has been looking excited as though she had something important to say. We asked her to let us in on her secret and learned that Charles Mook has become one of those traveling salesmen. Connie and Charlotte, pals in school, are now partners in a business of their own on the Barbary Coast. It was getting late: so we said goodbye to Jack and Leola and Don and called a cab. Our flirtatious cab driver The 1946 Blackhawk turned out to be none other than Allen Anderson, who informed us of the new night club in Beloit. Seeing it had a floor show, we decided to see what it was like. Upon arriv- ing there We were happy and a little surprised to meet Rosemary Keenan, who was the hat- check girl. We also met many of our other classmates there-Lorraine Nicholson, the cigarette girl, and Bill Joyce, the head waiter. No sooner had we been seated than the floor show began. You could have knocked us over with a feather when we saw Ruby McClellan, Velma Eisenhauer, Marlene Blizard, Katherine Man- none, and Dick Youngwith as the four Jills and a Jack. After their number we got to looking around, and who should be sitting at the next table but Ruth Riley and her sailor. We learned from her that Corrine Strand is married and living happily in that big city of Rockton. As we glanced about the dance floor, two handsome fellows approached us. As they drew closer, we knew they were none other than Ralph Fulton and John Crowe. They could talk only for a moment because they were escorting Nora McHone and Audrey Cirieves. Ralph and Nora, we learned, are now the famous couple on the Thin Man program. From Audrey we learned that Val is a tourist. At this particular time she is in France seeing all the sights of Paris. She is married to some fellow from England who, Audrey says, by his picture, is very good looking. Audrey also told us that Val wrote her and said that Barbara Smithson is a pianist in Paris. After this we left the night spotg and just as we got out of the door, we bumped into Rosella Petitt. Upon our asking her, she informed us that she was a model in Chicago and was spending the week end in Beloit because she got lonesome now and then for the old home town. Q After seeing all of our classmates we three decided to go back to our work as a trio trapeze act in Ringling Brothers' Circus. Written, signed, sealed, and delivered, in the presence of Betty Amato, Betty Burchfield and Pat Pfeiffer. 17

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CLASS WILL cC0l1tiI1llBdD I, Ruby McClellan, will my talkativeness to Willard Storlie. I, Nora McHone, will my pretty blush to Dale Story. I, Katherine Mannone, will my slimness to Delores Winnie. I, Valeria Martell, will my brown eyes to Joyce Petrick. I, Betty Spaulding, will my love for the opposite sex to Shirley Wincapaw. I, Corrine Strand, will my sweet, little girl ways to Dorothy Martingilio. I, Rosella Petitt, will my carefree nature to Edwin Garber. I, Ruth Riley, will my long hair to Doris Karty. I, Betty Whittemore, will my love of singing to Virginia Mandera. I, Barbara Smithson, will my musical talent to Delores Lamb. I, William Gilliam, will my Zoot suits to Bummer Bates. I, Connie Munoz, will my stand-in with the teachers to Eula Perry. I, Lorraine Nicholson, will my ability to chew gum to Joyce Pokorney. I, Corinne Griffiths, will my blonde hair to Nan Crowe. I, Helen Perry, will my good times to Mildred Griffiths. Signed, sealed, and delivered by HELEN PERRY CORINNE GRIEEITHS I, Wilma Ulven, will my reading ability to Betty Thorson. CLASS PO EM S The years may be many, but the memory's strong, Of the days we burst in with a smile and a song, Gay little freshmen, making our way, To the time of the present, the time of today. Then in with the new year and sophomores we are, Looking to graduation, our one guiding star. With studies to help, to clear the way, To the time of the present, the time of today. Then becoming a junior is our main pride, One which is not easily cast aside With more studies our ticket of fare to pay, To the time of the present, the time of today. And now we are seniors, at the crossroad, Between future and past, and must shoulder our load, And like the Arabs silently steal away, To the time of the future from the time of today. BARBARA SMITHSON, The 1946 Blackhawk 19