St Marys Commercial High School - Blue and Gold Yearbook (Detroit, MI)

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I, Ruth Rockman, bequeath to Dolores Dulzo, my job of passing out the slips for Spelling. It certainly is nerve-racking. I, Margaret Wolfbauer, bequeath to Lillian Durantine, my assortment of hair ribbons. I, Antoinette Stabile, bequeath to Mary Rita Easthope, all my pairs, and pairs, and airs, of shoes. I, Angeline Bonaventure, bequeath to Kathleen Finnigan, all the questions that I haven't asked in Religion Class. I, Suzanne Van Becelaere, bequeath to Florence Fronrath, my job of going to the store. Keep your chin up--it's not so bad in the summer. I, Annette Goeddeke, bequeath to Muriel Gogolin, my mirror in locker No. 25--may it always have the same constant use that it get this year from all the Seniors. I, Dorothy Kaczmarek, bequeath to Irene Gracey, my baskets of papers to record every week. Keep them up to date, or else you'll be under the pile. I, Gloria Moran, bequeath to Doris Haxer, my duty of librarian--books, books, and more books! I, Eileen Ryan, bequeath to Ada Heidelberger, all the candy in the stock room. I, Adele Michael, bequeath to Catherine Krauzer, my 25 ince waist line. I, Harie De Lair, bequeath to Juanity Lantzy, my ability to lose ny voice twice a year. It's handy sometimes--especially during Shorthand. I, Jeanne Campbell, bequeath to Marie Lewandowski, my daily job of selling the orangeade. It's a juicy job, but it's fun. I, Betty Schenk, bequeath to Irene HcClory, my ability to talk five times as fast as I can type. A I, Margaret De Bruyne, bequeath to Adele Kurelli, my weekly trip up the ladder to set the clock. Be sure to keep the time perfect-eyou might get out too early. I, Margaret Hemmen, bequeath to Mary Louise Nolan, my little curls. Be sure to do them up every night--no matter how late you get home. I, Betty Carville, bequeath to Alice Petrousky, my ability to get to school at 8:25 every morning, rain or shine, the weather's fine--if you are there at 8:25. I, Anna Birk, bequeath to Ann Rager, my job of putting nreserveu cards on the pews every Tuesday. I, Margaret Beattie, bequeath to Ernestine St. Arnaud, my ability to get all my books in my desk. I, Marie Lardie, bequeath to Bernice Sabo, my ability to get shorthand. I hope you have much better luck with it than I had. I, Dorothy Began, bequeath to Evelyn Slavica, my ability to sing alto. I, Rosemary Heck, bequeath to Kathleen Smith, my seat in the front of the room. I, Margaret Schmidt, bequeath to Rosemarion Trombly, my daily bottle of Pepsi Cola, also all after effects. I, Angeline Merle, bequeath to Rachel Verbouw, my ability to have the room at the right temperature. Look out Rachel, you'l1 probably hear about it if it's too hot or too cold. I, Rosemary Niemeyer, bequeath to Helen Yeates, my lunch box, called . nOsearn--Don't leave him in school over night, as he is afraid of the dark' I, Lorraine Sauerbeck, bequeath to Ireme Nempe, my ability to read most of the library books in two short years. Just read your girlfriend's books for her. I, Marie Schoenherr, bequeath to Bernice Zilinski, my job of cleaning the hall every day. I, Elizabeth De'Wolf, bequeath to Mary Battle, my soft spoken voice,

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All the rest of our property we bequeath to Sister Constance to dispose of , , as she sees best, and we hereby constitute Sist th V ' LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT. In this Will, set our hands and er e sole eiecutor of this, our witness thereof, we, the Class of 1940, here, to seal this fifth day of June, one thousand nine hundred forty. TO SAINT HARY'S SCHOOL Here's to our school, whose slightest rule , We never broke or disobeyed. Well--just a few, a time or two, We bent, or fractured, I'm afraid. But even so, each heart's aglow With proud affection, real and true. We all acclaim your worth and fame, And, Dear St. Mary's here's to you. Qi,.6L,,W :ck XL, Cflvegf' - ,,.,?e 'Yi-ZCUP-L4-Z, e f A 222?7fw.-zef6, ?W4,fp4,,fc,f,, in mf an Qiaff-7 Xiang, , ' Q, 9 J' I H' if' I I ' ' L7f,,JZ?w..wZ?i JQLLIQ y ,y af 1 L 'Y Is . s JW VM!! Lfffaqh. Carpe, AQZL' ,1ff3, Ayagfdagfz ':i31Lf6LJLJ , , ' ' I 'pggiq y M A A ' y if Q.. f , ' I D 7, H were am. Jew awww EW Wie J' ,D C-'51, it y ' y - ' ' Aflfwwmfrvx bwwf fi' gf , j nfzef Dffvgzfwb yJ!LAJVy Zf45cL1V! fgnyfadc !jjj312Q4yLf2f ff1,.lAZif?C2f,,L?ffin4f U , l b 'HW , I I 1 -s