St Johns High School - Knight Herald Yearbook (Toledo, OH)

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Gail Snyder wills her cheerleading ability to Thomas Kurtz, and her way to get her one and only man to jean jones. Ken Weaver wills his height and levis to Carolyn Hilton. jane Moffett wills her skill as a waitress to Howard Russell. Betty Butterbaugh leaves all her freckles to Carol Gretton. Dick Kesselring leaves his Hbrainy ideas to james Goodnight, and his ability to tell stories and have people believe them to his brother Ronnie. D Dixie DeVore wills her willingness to help when serving the Lions Club to Betty McNeely To Sandy Metcalf, Teddy Moffett leaves his habit of chewing his fingernails. Marie McLaughlin wills her love for sky watching to Dave McKinley. Dewey Pore wills his quite easy going ways to Margie Smith in hopes she will make use of them at the future basketball games. Norma Culler leaves her ability to mock Marilyn Monroe to .Linda Pritchard. Bill Cox leaves the Senior room to Don Lowe and guess who. Lanny Rorick wills his ability' to make pin curls to Beverly Lape, and his love of maga- zines to Bob Mc Cready. Phyllis Dillon leaves some of her skirts to Naomi Markham. Charles Landis wills his shyness of showing birthday presents to Bernie Harvey. Betty Smith wills her ability to have a different date every week to Nancy Tryon. Mary Goodnight leaves her typing speed to Marta Weaver. Carl Williams wills his red hair and everything that goes with it to Sue Moore. Jean Runimel leaves her ability to get along with the teachers to Larry Hammett. Don Pore leaves his 'ihe-man build to Leonard Haring. Neita Yarnell wills her skill to crack her gum to Marlene McCready. Cliff Harvey wills his ability to drive with one arm to Delmar Russell and his athletic ability to Frances Crawford. Calverda Warner wills her build to Shirley Lewis, and her jokes to Clark Weirick. Dave Thompson leaves his basketball suit to janet Winters in hopes she gets to use it next year. Leonard Free leaves his job at joanies tc Kenny Sherman. We do hereby name and appoint as the executor ol' this our last will and lcstaxnent, our advisor and friend, Mr. john Hauck. .

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The Class Will L . We, the Senior Class of Lucas High School, City of Lucas, County of Richland, Commonwealth of the State of Ohio, being of sound mind and memory, do make and pub- lish, declare, this our last will and testament, in the manner and form as follows: We, as Seniors, leave the following to the remaining classesg To the juniors, we leave our front seats in the auditorium, and our home room. We also leave to you one of our greatest honors: that is, having as your friend and advisor, Mr. Hauck. To the Sophomores, we leave our ability to get excuses to get out of study hall. We also leave our ability to skip study hall without excuses!! To the Freshmen, we leave our four wonderful years as high school students and hope you get as much enjoyment out of them as we have ours. To the wonderful teachers who have put up with us, and gave us a helping hand whenever it was needed, we bequeath as follows: To Mr. Barger, we leave a new volume for his library entitled, How to Handle Seniors. To Mr. Hauck, we leave the memories of our Senior year, and hope he has enjoyed sharing them with us as we have with him. To Miss Titschinger we leave all broken laboratory equipment and the money the Seniors owe on potato chips. . - To Miss Maul, we leave all our unfinished English assignments, and hope she doesn't have the same trouble with the Seniors next year. ' To Mrs. Baer, we leave all our old scraps of material and our promptness of getting to class to her nextvyear home economics classes. To Mr. Hetrick, we leave all the candy papers that were left on the chalk tray by Seniors. To Mrs. Darling, we leave a bottle of aspirins and hope she doesn't have as many head- aches over the annual next year. To Mr. Strohmenger, we leave a new pair of shoes to replace those he wore out chasing over the school building, hunting Seniors who belonged in his eighth period study hall. To Mrs. Dickson, we leave the old birds that we beat up when playing aerial dart tennis. To Eleanor Berry, we leave all our old excuses and tardy slips she wrote for the Seniors. To the Cooks, we leave the dirty cafeteria after we have served the Lions Club. To the janitors, we leave the broken seats and the candy papers in the Senior room. We bequeath to the individuals of the junior Class as follows: Shirley Byerly wills her short hair cut to Wanda Banks. Mel Switzer wills his success in sports to Russel Leiter.

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Prophecy It was a brightjune day in 1964, when my boss Cliff Harvey, who is head of the Harvey Model Agency told me that I was to tour the West. His wife, the former Gail Snyder, had designed all the clothes I was to be wearing. Before leaving Lucas I stopped to eat in janies restaurant. jane Moffett is mak- ing a wonderful success as a business woman. I had just got seated in the train and a very handsome marine sat down beside me. We started talking and Iwas certainly shocked to learn that it was my old class- mate, Ken Weaver. He told me he is making the marines his career. We soon reached Springfield, Illinois where I was to get off. I said good-bye to Ken and started on my way. I had walked about a block when I saw a sign Cox's Super Market. Due to CUI'i0SifY I went in and whom did I see but Charles Landis and his wife the former Mary Goodnight, a couple of my old classmates. They told me that they were partners on a chicken farm, and were doing very well. They also told me that this was Bill Cox's Mar- ket, and took me to his office. There I saw jean and while talking I found out they were married and she was his private secretary. Time passed quickly as the five of us talked over old times, and too soon I had to catch my plane. Several hours later I arrived in Cheyenne, Wyoming. While there I heard Phyllis Dillon an old classmate of mine had a horse ranch near there. I went to a filling station to get information and whom should I see but Lanny Rorick, who is the sole owner. 'While we were talking I was told that Carl Williams was head mechanic, but was not there at the present time. I started out to find Phyllis, when I met Leonard Free who told me he was foreman of her ranch, and that she was vacationing in Florida. I left Leonard and went to catch my plane to California. I arrived in California and bought a copy of the Hollywood News. As I leafed through the paper I noticed an advertisement for Melvin Switzer's Copa Cobana, with his star singer Norma Culler. The next morning I took a bus to Los Angeles to visit Shirley Byerly an old classmate of mine, who is now married to a millionaire. While we were talking she told me that Betty Butterbaugh had just become the manager of the largest j. C. Penneyfs store in the state. I then took a train to Pasadena where I was to model clothes for Marie McLaughlin, heir to the largest lumber company in the world. We were sitting there talking and watch- ing television when the familiar face of an old classmate appeared. Dick Kesselring was being interviewed before the main event, as he was wrestling for the world champion- ship. Look! Neita Yarnell just came into the ring. She must have really liked wrestling. I then took a plane to Wichita, Kansas. I had just left the airport when I met Dixie DeFore, who is happily married and raising a family of six. She asked me to accompany her to the grocery store. Here we met Ted Moffett who had just flown out to become manager of the Red 8: White Store there. I then flew to Columbus, Ohio. I called a cab and headed for my hotel. As I was riding along I noticed a very beautiful place. The sign at the drive said Don 8: Dew's St. Bernard Kennel. I immediately knew it was Don and Dewey Pore's. About 45 minutes later I arrived back at my hotel. I ordered supper and had just sat down to rest when the telephone rang. Dave Thompson had heard that I was in Colum- bus and called to talk over old times. He told me he was now head of the State of Ohio Agriculture Department, and is happily married. My tour being completed I boarded the train for Lucas. I opened the magazine lay- ing on the seat beside me and saw the picture of an old classmate. There was a complete story of Calverda's work as a foreign Missionary in Africa. I couldn't help but think about the class of '54 and our days here at Lucas High School. I remembered what all of them had wanted to do and I believe they have ful- filled our motto! They Conquer, Who Believe They Can.