Sycamore High School - Leaves Yearbook (Sycamore, IL)

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SENIOR CLASS WILL , Ralph Morrison leaves his strong, silent charm to Iames Crosby Schwab. With our little wolf reformed it'll be safe to go out on the street nights. Alvina McAdams leaves her colorful career as a waitress to Nancy Slezak. You meet more interesting people this way. Berniece McDaniels leaves her fiery tern- per to Betty Nowlen. Better beware all you who heckle Betty. Douglas McLean leaves his typical Irish- ness to Wes Iohnson. Need we say more? Gerald McMenamin leaves The Ford to Mr. Hauswald. Now you can put that bicycle in dry dock, Hausie. Bernice Nelson leaves her neatly curled hair to Genevieve Russell. Neat hair is more alluring than that Charles Atlas course, Gen. Delores Nelson leaves her cuddle up a little closer line to Miss Reuber. Who's kid- din' who? Ruthie Nelson leaves her bangs to Mr. Shrout. Marion Newman wills her belligerent manner to Helmer Nelson. He has to have something to protect himself. Marjorie Niemeyer leaves her live alone and like it philosophy to Eddie Cook. This I've gotta seel Don Packard gives his harem of DeKalb women to George Clark. We'll get even with the DeKalb gals this way. Jimmy Parker leaves his remarkably good looks and All American Boy complex to Watson Bennett. Enter a new and more fascin- ating Watson. . ' Ioan Pauler leaves her beauty marks to Dorothy Wampole. Reta Penrod leaves her fits of violence as a committee chairman to anyone who wants a quick ticket to Elgin. Kathryn Petersen leaves her curvacious loveliness to Tooty Bauer. Oh come now! Bill Reuss bequeaths his disgust for women to Gussie Gustafson. He won't give the gals a break anyway. ' Liz Rich hesitated to leave but finally de- cided it wouldn't be too bad since Red lives out in her direction anyway. Mary Roberts graciously.grants her teeth braces to Marilyn Adee. You'll have an extra pair now in case you swallow yours, Fat. Shirley Rote leaves her swoons over any handsome he-man to Meri. tl-lave you seen Shirley's locker door?l Donny Sabin wills his ioy for iive to Miss Scarseth so she can be a iitterbug. too. Elbert Scott leaves his stirring, portrayal of Mr. Witherspoon to Frankenstein. Maybe this will give him a new lease on life. Virginia Sharp leaves her pomp and pious- ness to Ioy Niebergall. My how quiet things have grown. Frankly, Marye Faye is worried: there isn't another Skelly to inherit Bob Larson. Evelyn Skoot lends her little Ford to any- one who wants to get around. lean Smith leaves her priority on Miss E. Y. to Bernard McMillian. I Gladys Tall leaves her interest in the Navy to Ioe Minnahan. Use it as a morale builder when you're on K.P., Ioe. Carl Swanberg leaves his prize winning menagerie to the F.F.A. Quit drooling, kids, that doesn't mean Mary. Helen Taylor leaves her bland innocence to anyone who wants to get away with murder. Russ Taylor leaves his razor to Bobby CPeach-fuzzl Hennis. Ruthie Townsend leaves her Rogues Gal- lery of droolable males to any girl who wants to brighten a dull evening. Bonney Ward wills her pass to South Da- kota to anyone who needs new hunting terri- tory, and we do mean lean Smith lFreshmanl. Owwwl ' Iohn Wellander leaves his motorcycle to Mrs. T. so she can tear out and round up any truants. ' Marge Westlake leaves her artistic but quiet life to Clara Louise Sundly. ' Margaret Williamson leaves her sense of humor to Tommy Fenwick. Anything but that corn. Tommy. Betty Wilson leaves her boisterous per- sonality to Audrey McCullah. Eleanor Wolfe, the perfect example of the domestic type, leaves this characteristic to Eileen Askelson. Try the homemaker line, Eileen. Bob Yaffee leaves those trumpet lips to Herb Renwick. Let's polish up that old tech- nique, Herb. Elaine Youngman leaves her job at the Na- tional Tea to Donna Brotcke. You'll find it's a marvelous supplement to your diet, Donna. Filed: and forgotten by said testators who hope no one ever brings it up again. Signed. THE CLASS OF '44 ' ' 21

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fm SENIOR CLASS WILL . Being battered in body, warped mentally, and thoroughly shattered in hope, we, the stupendously successful Class of 1944. depart from the lofty halls of Sycohi and leave this sacred document as our last will and testament. Catherine Allen just couldn't bear to leave Tommy, so hand in hand they depart. Robert Allen leaves his delivering job at Strain's to Bruz Whitney. Now you and Millie won't have to walk any more, Bruz. Thorald Anderson wills his cave man tech- nique to Bob Bickford. Take my word for it, Bob, that just kills the ladies. Vera Angel leaves that tantalizing wink to her little brother. Try this for date bait, Frank. lean Arison wouldn't consent to leave all of her height, but she finally decided she could spare a foot or two to Raymond Howe. With this you'll really have something, Gussie. Alberta Balcom leaves her nickname of Shorty to Ted Anderson. Evacline Benson bestows her bangs on Helen Winfrey. Anything- but that Veronica Lake! Tom Billings leaves his remarkable ability to get along with his teachers to lean Cham- bers. Now wait a minute! Bill Brotcke bestows his beautifully bowed legs on Bill Giltner. Howdy, pardner. Margaret Branen leaves her make-up kit and come-hither personality to Lois Conley. Be aggressive, Lois. Stevie Brown bequeaths his teddy bear contours to Mr. Schrader. Now maybe those girls can come out of that coma and pay at- tention in class. Ruth Buzzell buries her nickname Buzzul six feet under, praying that it may rest in peace. Phyllis Carlson leaves her natural red hair to all discouraged gals who've tried for years to do it with henna. Hi, Peg! Willie Chambers donates his pug nose to Mr. lHerbst. Cough! Don Clapsaddle wills his love 'em and leave 'em technique to Floyd Kocher. At least it's sharin' him, Fat. Eleanor Cleary leaves her quiet comment of ich to Allan Doane. You'll find it's lots easier on the blood pressure, Allan. Liz Cook leaves lackadaisicallope to Miss Paterson to replace her galloping gait. Bob Doty leaves his immaculate grooming and urbane manners to Clark Rich. Marjorie Dunning lends her propeller-like hairdo to the U. S. Army Air Corps for the duration. Don Firkins leaves his splendid physique to Ken ll-lerculesl Rudy. Are we kiddinl? Ellen Garrnan 'leaves her T.N.T. ltrirn 'n tinyl waistline to Anold Swanson. Whistle! Clyde CCasanovaJ Gibson leaves his effer- vescent personality to the Bromo-Seltzer people. Alice Giltner leaves her seat in the Honor Society to Donald Hale. Now you won't have to worry about keeping eligible, Don. Edna Goodley charges out of the west en- trance, guns madly up State Street, and turns in at Tony's . She can't wait to get to that back booth for a drag on a fag. LaVic:e Grissinger leaves her cracks about pans, to liven up next year's Senior English classes. For explanation, see any of this year's 4C students. s . Iune Haeberle leaves in a mad rush for the Johnson-VanNatta Funeral Home. Oh my no, she ain't gonna die. She just wants to help spend all the money they'll rake in putting away all the departed Barbs that'll pile up after the last Sycamore-DeKalb game. lean Hansen leaves her quiet, dainty ways to Ianie Hayes. Don't worry too much, Ianie, you can still cut loose when you're pounding boogie woogie. Blanche Hughes gives her collection of purple and gold clothes to the cheerleader. This'll save buying outfits, kids. Helen Irving willingly leaves her residence in DeKalb to any enamoured wolves who don't have a C card. Oh, Clarence-I Carol Iames leaves her ability to get what she wants to anyone who wants to go places. Miriam Iespersen leaves her nickname of Mermiumumumurn pop, to anyone who wants to suffer. Marilyn King leaves her perpetual crushes on fellows to Bonnie Mumaw. lt'l1 liven up your life lots, Bonnie. Ralph Larson leaves his brilliant portrayal of the' Parson in the class play to Bob West- berg. The inhabitants of our village breathe a sigh of relief. Alice Matteson leaves her pep and vitality to the future president of the Pep club. Rah! Rah! Rah! Robert Meier bestows his enthusiasm for airplanes to Ioe Anding. Anything to get his mind off the women. .Don Mitterling leaves for the army, but not before tagging Ioan with Keep off, you wolvesl Art Montgomery wills his crew cut to Ianet Cone. Au Revoir to the days of pin curls, Ianet.

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SENIOR CLASS IPROPHECY In 1965 while touring the South Sea Islands our ship anchored in the harbor of the tiny islet of Sniff for repair. As I stood by the rail- ing who did I see but jim Parker, diving for pennies. I was sure it was he. Hearing me he swam toward the ship. He explained that five years after graduation Mr. Shrout found it was one of the seniors in the class of 44 who had draped a scarf around the statue of Lincoln in the main hall. This awful disgrace caused them to flee to this tropical isle and establish the village of Sychoinskidinski. I asked the captain for permission to go ashore. As Iimmy and I walked down the beach to the settlement, we came upon the entrance to a huge cave. jimmy explained that the high priestess of the village resided here. I entered alone and saw a small woman, whose face was thickly veiled, sitting on an elaborate throne. As soon as her guards had left, she removed her veil, and she was none other than Marilyn King. She explained that after she and Bob had broken up for the hundredth time, she had decided to become a priestess and devote her life to the study of the super- natural. I heard the sound of an old Model A Ford outside the cave, and Don Clapsaddle, a prosperous fisherman, entered with a basket of fresh fish for the priestess. Passing under a cocoanut tree I chanced to look up and saw a cocoanut heading straight for me. I jumped aside just in time and heard a chuckle. There in the tree sat Donny Sabin, with a silly grin on his face. Don told me that he spent most of his time there, waiting for people to pass underneath so he might try his skill at cocoanut shooting. Sabin was still just a playboy at heart. Further on I caught a glimpse of some- thing red and came upon Phyllis Carlson and Bill Brotche arguing. I stepped around them and caught some of Bill's conversation: Mine's redcler than yoursl A short distance from there I heard the loud blast of a trumpet and saw a figure dash by shouting, Charge, We're off to Panama. Yes, it was Billy Reuss, still believing he was Teddy Roosevelt. While digging near the vill- age he had come upon the bones of a dino- saur, he was now the president of a large excavating company. I was distracted from Billy by a mob of children 'who had run to meet me. I was amazed to learn that these eight rowdy young- sters belonged to Gladys Tall. I never found out who the lucky father was, but the triplets bore a remarkable resemblance to a certain navy veteran. Q Entering Sycoinskidinski I noticed a large neon sign on one of the huts. It read Mad- ame La Patcho School of Beauty Culture. I entered and saw Madame La Patcho applying lipstick to one of her customers. As Madame pushed back her hair from her eyes, I saw that she was Margaret Mary Brannen. She was on her way to instruct a class on how not to apply make-up. Her rival across the road was Marion New- man. She had many original ideas on hair styles, such as the cannibal upsweep and the cut-to-the-waist bob. Edna Goodley, a typical housewife, came daily to this beauty parlor to have her eyebrows plucked and restyled. The natives became so entranced by her ex- treme eyebrow styles that everywhere she went, a long line of them followed her. Another patron of the salon was Bob Doty, who came for marcelle waves. Bob had to look his best, for he was in the ladies' shoe business and worked hard getting shoes on the feet of native women. I heard laughter from the open door of one of the huts and looking in saw Liz Cook, under the name of Mademoiselle Bilge, sticking one foot in her mouth and the other around her neck in mid-air. Meanwhile Alice Matteson was telling a funny story, and Shirley Rote was making faces at the audience. All the spectators were enjoying this except Iune Haeberle and Gladys Tall, who did not know what it was all about. To insure laughter, Dirt Gets In Your Eyes Margaret William- son had been planted in the crowd to give forth her best giggles at the proper time. Later while Carol james held the attention of the listeners, Liz, Shirley, and Alice went through the audience stealthily picking pockets to strengthen their financial status. Thorald Anderson took them to and fro in his purple truck to keep any stray wolves away. Proceeding down the main street, I came to a two-story hut, the Sychoinskidinski Grade School. I entered hurriedly, hoping to find some old friends, and, sure enough, the kin- dergarten teacher was Bonney Ward. She was surrounded by a group of children to whom she was reading Leo Tolstoy's, War and Peace . As I was about to go, I overheard one of the small girls inquire, Mommy, what is daddy making for supper? I concluded that she was Bonney's little daughter: I wonder who's boss in that family. Iean Hansen was teaching third grade. She explained that since she and lean Smith had both qualified for the position, they had tossed a coin to see who would get the job. a r-