Sullivan High School - Spotlight Yearbook (Sullivan, OH)

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Class Poem The Seniors say so-long to you, We must make room for the Junior crew, But before we begin to romp and roam, We leave you with this little poem. The first young man you're about to meet Is Franklin Allgire who's very neat, Unless of course you count his pockets, Filled with things from knives to rockets. Allen Ballou is next in place, I-le's nice, but shy, in any case. He sleeps in almost all his classes, We don't know just how Allen passes. Marge Brunda is a nice quiet girl, A flower in the social whirl, There's something else about this lass, She's the shortest in the Senior class. Robert Channel is a quiet lad, Who really doesn't do so bad, But let me see, he has one trait, He always keeps his hair combed straight. Carol Grenzenbach is our queen, At doing cheers she is supreme. She's the editor of our school paper,, And has a hand in every caper. Sue Ann Haines is so petite, Her pretty clothes fit very neat. She blushes and my! How her face glows. So do the freckles on her nose. Anna Hastings is very smart, Her essays are a work of art. She reads and studies all day long, Sherarely gets an answer wrong. Burdette Howe is quite a wit, His wisecracks make a constant hit. He laughs and jokes the whole day through, And annoys the teachers till they turn blue. Robert Humphrey is an athlete, It makes him light upon his feet,, Which is the reason he entrances, The pretty girls at all the dances. Iuston Jones with hair so curly, With his toothy smile oh so pearly, Seems to facinate all the gals, And has a lot of bosom pals. Larry Keillor is the guy, Who trips the girls as they go by, Yet he never wants a date I-le'd rather sleep than stay out late. Lois Leinninger is very jolly, She adds a lot to any folly, She is a must at every party Her clever stunts make all laugh hearty Alice McClaflin plays the sax, Her music will make you relax. You'll go to hear her once and then, You'll want to hear her play again. Tom McConnell has quite a gift, While dating he uses the one arm shift. He'd better stick to the driving code, If he wants to keep it on the road. Loren Minninger is tall and slim, You must look twice to see all of him. His favorite sport is basketball And reading books in study hall. Tom Nesbett is a real nice guy, On him you always may rely. Our Senior class he represents, And is our last of presidents. Sonya Orcutt feels so grand, She soon will wear a wedding band. For she intends to marry soon, And travel far on her honeymoon. Donald Reese who's lots of fun, Is always making with a pun. When life begins to be a trial, He always makes you crack a smile. Jerry Rice likes to drive his car, I-le keeps it's engine up to par. And when h,e gets behind the wheel, He never drags or tries to peel. The last of Seniors from whom we hear, ls William Wright who's always near. He used to be so very small, But he ate and ate and soon grew tall. Well now you've heard our little rhyme, We have to leave, its almost time. With deep regret and with a sigh, All the Seniors say GOOD-BY.

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Class History On the eve of September 4, 1946, five scared but anxious children awaited their first day of school. On September fifth these five were welcomed to the first grade to begin their career in school: Carol Grenzenbach, Thomas McConnell, Franklin Allgire, Allen Ballou and Burdette Howe. We were under the guidance of Mrs. Furnance. In our second year of school we felt more intelligent. This year Donald Reese came from Cleveland and joined our ranks. We were still under the guidance of Mrs. Furnance. Our third stepping stone of school life found us under the guidance of Mrs. Reese. We welcomed Juston Jones from Akron to our class ranks. Franklin Allgire moved to Shiloh. In the fourth grade our class increased greatly in nurnber with these additions: Bob Humphrey from New London, Robert Channel and Larry Keillor from. Ashland, Bill Wright from Avon Lake, Sonya Orcutt from Akron, and Franklin Allgire rejoined our class. Miss Miller was our teacher. ln our fifth year Lren Meininger from Ashland joined our crew. We were split up this year with part of us under the guidance of Mrs. Baker and the rest of us under Mrs. Bland's guidance. ln 1951-52 we were in the sixth grade and thought we were pretty big. This being the year we were said to be the king of the under-grades. Bob Hurnphrey moved back to New London. Mrs. Baker took over the guidance of our complete class this year. Our big year was 1953, we advancedto the Seventh grade. At this time we thought we were adults, but weren't. This year we were allowed to move from class to class for our subjects and had something new, study hall. Miss Duncan was our Homeroom teacher. ' Our eighth stair step in school life became more interesting in more ways than one. We had the privilege of being on the .Tunior high basketball team. We put on a Thanksgiving play and were under the guidance of our first man teacher. Mr. Dale Wolford. The next year was one of the brightest years of our lives. We had become Freshrnen, a little more grown up and with a few new ideas. We were joined with Hungtinton's freshmen which consisted of Anna Hastings, Margaret Brunda, Sue Haines, Lois Leininger, Jerry Rice, Thomas Nesbett, and Alice McClaflin. Bob Humphrey also rejoined our class. Mr. Ralph Albright was our advisor. In our Sophomore year we progressed to the point of beino called young ladies and gentlemen. This year our advisor was Mr. Ralph Richards. Our Junior year was full of activities. We produced our class play, Susie the Siren. We had the privilege of being hosts at the annual Jr.-Sr. Prom which we called Moonlight and Roses. Mr. Joseph Kemp acted as our ad- visor this year. Finally came the year we all waited for, 1957. We were Seniors, and you have never found a busier crew. We selected our invitations and name cards for commencement, our class colors of Blue and White , our class motto of Find A Way Or Make One . We sponsored a Record-Hop featuring Big Wilson and edited the school annual The Spotlight . Mr. Larabee was our advisor and directed our senior class play. Mr. 8: Mrs. Larabee guided us on our senior trip to Washington, D. C.

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Last Will and Testament We, the Senior Class of 1958, being of sound mind and memory, do hereby'be- queath the following: To our teachers, we leave peace and quiet after the storm. To the Juniors, we do hereby bequeath the Senior homeroom. To the Sophomores, we do hereby bequeath the remains of our textbooks. To the Freshmen, we do hereby bequeath our ability to go through high school. To the Underclassmen, we do hereby bequeath our ability to have fun and hope you have some too. I, Franklin Allgire, do hereby bequeath my ability to get so many tools in my pockets to Ralph Kish. I, Allan Ballou, do hereby bequeath my ability to keep quiet to Tom Hawley. I, Margaret Brunda, do hereby bequeath my ability to recieve the Betty Crocker Homemaker Award to Mary McKean. I, Carol Grenzenbach, do hereby bequeath my old story books to Nancy Hawley I, Sue Haines, do hereby bequeath my place on the Maroon and White staff to Betty Wacker. . A' I, Ann Hastings, do hereby bequeath my ability to get along with all the boys to Carol Mengerink. I, Burt Howe, do hereby bequeath my ability to drink aj least one quart of milk a day to Raymond Gast with hopes he will grow someday. I, Bob Hurnphrey, do hereby leave this school to Harlen Sexton. I, Juston Jones, do hereby bequeath my ability to get kicked off the school bus to Denny Mendenhall. I, Larry Keilor, do hereby bequea-thmy ability to trip girls to Bud Halada, who seems to have the proper equipment. I, Lois Leininger, do hereby bequeath my typewriter to Loretta Phillips, and hope it works better for her than it did for me. I, Alice McClaflin, do hereby bequeath my place as first saxophonist to Lorene Stark and hope she has as much fun as I had. I, Tom McConnell, do hereby bequeath my ability to sit in study hall and do nothing and still get A's to John Temple. I, Loren Meininger, do hereby bequeath my height to Don Davis. I, Tom Nesbett, do hereby bequeath my ability to be late for school every morning to David Weyer. I, Sonya Orcutt, do hereby bequeath my fair skin to Dianne Priscentelli. I, Don Reese, do hereby bequeath my ability to play pool on a crooked pool table to Tom Bowling. I, Bill Wright, do hereby bequeath my ability to not do any work and almost get away with it to Mike Moskal.