Troy Township High School - Trojan Yearbook (Coolville, OH)

Page 23 text:

T R O Y- Senior ri;iss Will We, the Senior Class of nineteen hundred thirty-two, with four years of hard work behind us, deem it necessary to make our last will and testament in the presence of our teachers and classmates, thus leaving the stepping stones marked for the students who follow, that we have found useful in our journey. To the Juniors we leave the right to succeed us and assume the responsibilities of the graduating class of nineteen hundred thirty-three. To the Sophomores we leave the customs that we have acquired, the ability to encounter the difficulties with a smile, and to set a good example for the succeeding class. To the Freshman Class we leave the opportunity of gaining the knowledge they will need in the future. The personal bequeaths are as follows: Page Gordon bequeaths his ability as a class leader to Homer Pullins. Elizabeth Ballard bequeaths her talkativeness and gossip to Elizabeth Bailey. Orrin Bailey bequeaths his dignity and business-like manner to Charles Bentz. Lennie Sharp bequeaths her ability as high school pianist to Thelma Bailey. Grace Jeffers bequeaths her practice of keeping late hours to Virginia Fortney. Elsie Goodwin bequeaths her practice of having her lessons to Robert Rams-burg. Homer Friend bequeaths his patent-leather hair to John Jeffers. Bennett Wildman bequeaths his quiet manner to Robert Dixon. Virgil Berdine bequeaths his ability to manipulate chemistry equipment to Doris Crandall. Faye Barrows bequeaths her laugh to Mary Lou Holdren. Denver Day bequeaths his prize fighting ability to James McLaren. William Deeter bequeaths his humor to Clarence Humphrey. Ethel Blackburn bequeaths her position as librarian to the Cowdrey Twins. Billie Dixon bequeaths his curly hair to Roy Brandeberry. Frank Chapman bequeaths his ability to play basketball to Harold Richards. Clifford Dixon bequeaths his ability to manipulate a gun to Maxwell Wheaton Ruth Basim bequeaths her blonde hair to Doris Brandeberry. Emerson Holter bequeaths his sheikishness to Aubra Bailey. John Sheets bequeaths his ability as a “Jack-of-all-trades around the school building to Erwin Cain. Ward Hornsby bequeaths his slim figure to Frank Jones. Margaret Ramsburg bequeaths her gayness to Madolyn Deeter. Helen Barnhart bequeaths her ability to sing to Elizabeth Hammer. Maurice Smeeks bequeaths his popularity and way with the women to Alva Harper. To the faculty we leave our sincere thanks and gratitude for the interest they have so kindly granted us, helping us over our difficulties of school life. Lastly, to our friends we give, for the many favors shown us as we have been travelling along the road of knowledge for the last four years, hearty thanks. Any remaining property we leave in charge of the Board of Education to use as they see fit. In witness whereof, we hereunto set our hand and seal this fifteenth day of April, in the year of our Lord, nineteen hundred thirty-two. —The Senior Class of 1932 1932

Page 22 text:

 Senior Class IVophwy One day as I was walking through the woods I saw a queer little man with something on his back. Upon going closer I saw that it was a bundle. He saw me and motioned for me to come closer. I came up to him and he said not a word but began opening the bundle. In it was a large book and in this book were the names of all my classmates, and what they would be doing in 1942. On the first page there appeared the name of—but I had better put it in the words of the book. The first page was Page Gordon, our class president. He is broadcasting over the radio, station W. L. W.. Cincinnati, and is next to the world’s greatest violinist. The second page bore the name, Elsie Goodwin. She has graduated from the Ohio University, and is now a teacher of Latin. The third page was that of Frank Chapman. He is Purdue’s basketball star and he is a fine player. The next was that of Grace Jeffers. She is one of the modern poets, and her writings are being published in all the popular magazines. Clifford Dixon came next. He is still single, and is a big game hunter. He is now at the head of a large expedition in Africa hunting wild animals. Elizabeth Ballard was making a name for herself as a dancer, but now she has given up the stage and is raising a happy group of children. The next was Helen Barnhart. She is a great opera singer in New York, and is to be married to a handsome vacquero of Texas. Margaret Ramsburg is a stenographer at Columbus for Mr. Gardner and it is said they are to be married soon. Next I glanced at the name of Lennie Sharp. She is the piano player for the orchestra at Pittsburg, and she is receiving a fine salary- Maurice Smeeks. after many years of hard work shining shoes, has made a fortune and is happily married to Louise Ward. Ward Hornsby, although his heart was broken by the marriage of his former sweetheart, Virginia Webb, is now living happily with Madame Hammer, after he won her affections by defeating Walter McLaren in a battle with biscuits made by the Home-Ec. Department. Homer Friend’s greatest ambition was to be a pilot. He is now an aviator. Faye Barrows obtained a job in Davies studio at Parkersburg. -'Bill” says it is a fine place to have your picture taken. Ethel Blackburn is very happy as a farmer's wife. She is now living in Nebraska. Ejnerson Holter is a bull fighter in Mexico. I knew there was use for his quickness of foot and mind. William Dixon was on the next page. He obtained a job as an agriculture teacher at Chicago, and has become very successful in his work. The next was Orrin Bailey. He is now wearing a Tuxedo coat, as he is the Bishop of the United Brethren Churches. William Deeter is now the manager of a large hardware store in St. Louis, and is doing fine business. Ruth Basim came next. She is a Nurse at White Cross Hospital at Columbus. Ruth always has a pleasant smile for all the patients. John Sheets is a mechanic. He has a position in Beasley’s Garage at Athens, Ohio. Bennett Wildman is a large doughnut manufacturer in Chicago. It is said that the gangsters are using these as bullets for their guns. They work better than lead. Denver Day is a general in the army now. He has his wife. Wilma Cowdery, and children with him. Virgil Berdine is—but the rest of the page of the book was torn out, so we’ll-have to use our imaginations as to the fate of “Skinny.” 1932

Page 24 text:

To Troy Seniors % IN REMEMBRANCE— or READ ’EM AND WEEP Remember me and don’t forget The biggest clown you’ve had here yet.—Virgil. When you feel blue, my dear young folks, Remember all my laughs and jokes.—Helen. I’ll just say this,—I can’t quite see Why any of you want to remember me.—Emerson. When the future looks all dark and dim Remember that I’ll keep my grin.—Margaret. When the golden sun is setting I’ll still be here a’ fretting.—John. If you need a dumb remark in haste, Remember me; don’t let time waste.—Lennie. My speeches may have struck you dumb, But I hope, dear folks, they’ve helped you some.—Orrin. When good information around here you lose Remember I’m still chuck-full of news.—Elizabeth. Life is real, life is......... Remember it doesn’t worry me.—William Deeter. If ever you need a laugh you can hear, Just call on me and I’ll be right here.—Faye. When you need someone to lead the class, I’ll be all ready—step on the gas.—Page. If you want someone quiet and nice, Remember me before you think twice.—Ruth. When you get old and cannot see, Remember I’m just what I used to be.—Bennett. Whenever you need a nice serious thought I’ll just give you one—they can’t be bought.—Elsie. If anyone wants a good old car I’ll just will you mine—it’ll travel far.—Billie Dixon. I’m at your service morn and night And I’ll teach each one of you how to write.—Ethel. If you wantta’ know somethin’ ’bout the West Send me a line and I’ll do my best.—Clifford. Remember me and bear in mind A guy like me is hard to find.—Ward. Someday when you are feeling gay, Look me up in Broadway.—Homer. If it wasn’t for fate, I’d teach you to march, But as it is—I’ve broken my arch.—Denver. If you need any note books up to date I’ll send ’em all if you’ll pay the freight.—Frank. In every cloud there’s a silver lining Don’t let your heart for me go pining.—Maurice. Now all this I’ve said. I’ll seal with a kiss All I ask is—remember who wrote this— Grace.