Tekonsha High School - Indian Yearbook (Tekonsha, MI)

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Seniors •Ann! Prom babyhood the Seniors have been growing toward this last year In high school—the threshold of adulthood. Thinking of them as the pleoes In our kaleidoscope, we see with what ease they slip into familiar patterns. When they leave this group and mix with new people in new places, they will beoome parte of many new and varied patterns. May they be bright and exciting to those who watch them. •Oienn ■Sonny ■Kay' •So 1' ■Mary tCotW ■Zon

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SECRETARY TO THE SUPERINTENDENT Arthur King COOKS Mrs. Leatherbury; Mrs. Letts (Supervisor) n These are the people who help to make the eohool a better Diace. They are ■indispensable. CUSTODIANS AT HIGH SCHOOL AND GYM Ora Swick; Fred Letts CUSTODIAN AT ELEMENTARY BUILDING John Phelps e n BUS DRIVERS Ora Swick; Melvin Blackwell; Fred Letts (Supervisor); Warren Humes-ton; Leonard Krieg. SPEECH CORRECTIONIST Garth Johnson

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Senior Class Will We, the class of '55, presumably of a sound mind and trained memories, have trod the halls of the Tekonsha High School for four years and realising that another group will take our place to make their bid for fame as we did, do individually make the following bequests, I, Noel Adams, will my special dancing style to Ken Combs. I, Kay Blackwell, wilj. my rhythm to Joyce Letts. I, Jack Boley, will my love troubles to Alvin Miller, who doesn't seem to have any. I, Marda Lu Clark, will my ability to say the wrong thing at the right time to Elaine Davis. I, Mary Clark, will by ability to stay free to my sister, Shirley Clark. I, Coral Ann Doolittle, will this will to anyone who is willing to accept it. I, Annabelle Feiler, will by ability to stay away from boys to Beverly Russell. I, Cynthia Groholske, will by ability to sit still in study hall to Terry Fleming. I, Marilyn Horn, will my knee socks to Jud Mack, who has just the legs to fill them out. I, Donna Johnson, will my admiration for martinis to Mr. VanSickle, who likes olives. I, Jim Johnston, will my out-of-town girlfriend to Ben Benson, who is always looking for new stuff. I, Franklin Klingaman, will my quiet ways to Melba Klingaman. I, Sonya Rummel, will nothing to nobody because I want it all for myself. I, Zon Shumway, will my oboe to anyone who can play cymbals. I, Glenn Straw, will by name to any horse who wants it. I, Madilyn Thomas, will my cheerleading ability to Gary Reimer, who would look just darling in a red skirt and tights. I, Jean Thornton, will my job as soda jerk to Sylvia Mack so that she may learn to resist temptation. I, Jim Wood, will my ability to play the drums to Norman Teeters. We, the Senior Class, will our ability to wash cars with streaks in them to any garage who needs experts. We, the Senior Class, will our ability to cooperate to anyone who is planning a fued. We, the Senior Class of 1955, hereby set our seal to this, our last will and testament. WITNESSES: