Union City Community High School - Successus Yearbook (Union City, IN)

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Well, we started in our studies, found our teachers pleased to meet us, For they knew us and our records—records made in days of oie. SENIORS found in all the classes, doing work that none surpassed us, Graded higher than the highest ever given years before! By our courage and our “brainses” we have opened every dooi. Closed to us hence nevermore. Would you know our deeds of l attle» which the underclassmen prattle? We can shout about the Wildcats never seen on teams of yore, For as Freshmen we were master, and we met with no disaster When ’gainst other teams in conflict we fought harder than before. We were winners, winners, winners, but it made the others sore. And they’ll love us nevermore. We arc famous for our beauty and our loyalty to duty. We’ve among us baseball stars as were ne’er on teams of yore. In classrooms we are noted; and we’re growing more devoted To our English, shop, and shorthand than we ever were before. Yes, we love old Union High, and we’re loyal to the core, Loyal now and evermore. Hear us read our modest story. Charge us not with pure vain glory, For we look toward the tomorrow ; all our sins we do deplore— All our evenings in the pool hall, calling Latin one great bore; All our yelling in the classroom, all our marking desks and doors. In the days to come we’re hoping, with temptations ever coping. That our lives will grow more worthy of our boastful words of yore. That is that—there’s nothing more. Page wcnly-two Miss Rubey—“Shirley, put on your shoe!”

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KINDERGARTEN DAYS Margaret Read, Dickie Hufford, Donny Matthew, Billy Ely, Franny Mangus, Ray Burton. Bobbie West, Janet Thokey, Charleen Eikenberry, Jean Spatuzzi, Jimmie Parent. History of the Class of Nineteen Forty- iliree Once upon an autumn morning came our class’ earliest dawning. When we entered Union High with greatest hopes of learning more, We were great, but now we’re greater; we are older and sedater Than when first we wrote our story in that volume gone before, In “Successus” you can read it, published in the days of yore, Read by all forevermore. Ah, distinctly we remember, it was in a bright September, That we came back to the high school when vacation days were o’er. Gladly did we greet each other, vainly did we try to smother Sorrow for the ones who came not—came not with us as of yore. We are thirty-nine in number, forty-three we’d been before. Some are gone forevermore. (Continued on next page) Slick Ely—“And things like that.” Page I wetily-onc

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LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT We, the Senior Class of the year One Thousand Nine Hundred and Forty-three, do hereby make, publish, and declare this our last will and testament: To our teachers, we will our outstanding record to be used as the perfect example for future students. To the .Juniors, we leave our dignity as Seniors. To the Sophomores, we bequeath the warm affection the teachers have for us. To the Freshmen, we will our tricks of the trade so they may become more skilful in giving the faculty a merry chase. Don Matthew wills to Dick Binkley his love for fast dancing. To Fairbourne Patched, Margaret Read leaves her businesslike manner. Jim Parent wills his gold ring to any girl who hasn’t had it. Frances Lou Mangus bequeaths her mathematical genius to Kathryn Montano. To Dorothy Mason, Edith Patterson wills her shyness and reserve. Raymond Burton leaves his glorious times to Tommy Jeffries. To Joan Cotter, Arlette Bupt passes on her admiration for sophomore boys. Ruth Ann Sanford leaves her contagious giggle to Esther Whistler. To Johnny Barth, Richard Hufford wills his attentive attitude in Current Events Class. Suzanne Fitzgerald wills her red hair to any girl who wants to cut the expense of dying her own. To LeRoy Stentzel, Gene Evans leaves his camera technique, for Uncle Sam won’t need it where he’s going. Janet Thokey leaves her enthusiasm at basketball tournaments to Dorothy Dunn. Jean Spatuzzi wills her interest in Winchester boys to anyone who wants it. To Jack Mason, Eli III wills his slick personality. Joan Welbourn bequeaths to Phyllis Bothast her chemistry experiments and hopes that she lives to pass them on. To Carol Vernon, Max-y Key graciously wills her bashfulness. Jack Murphy wills his wild gestures to Jim King. To Dick Stewart, Rosemai-y Pointer passes on her excellent record in citizenship. Bill Hinkle leaves his success in pool to David Schricker. To Dale Tipple, Leon Teegarden wills his affliction for writing romantic poetry. Phyllis Kantner wills her vim and vigor to next year’s cheer leader. Bill Wilson bequeaths his art of eloquence to William Dean. To any brave Junior girl, Romaigne Thomas wills her desk in the boys’ physics class. Kay Fitzgerald leaves to Bob Caron the fun of editing the ’44 “Successus”. To Bob Bakei-, Dick Kantner wills his quiet and studious natui-e. To Bea Bickel, Noi-ma Thomas passes on her affection for basketball players—or should we say, player ? Mary Nelson leaves Lucy Hines her Gx-eenviile interests. Chax-leen Eikenberry bequeaths her collection of corsages to the botany lab. To Jack Lyons, Smith Haber wills his infallible memory. Margaret Geyer wills her good nature to any Senior grouch of next year. Bill Chenoweth leaves to Don McCoi-kle his Howai'd Street cousin. To Betty Morgan, Mary Low Dillon bequeaths her New Year’s Eve parties. Lola Hendricks leaves her title in the Sub-Deb club to the oncoming president. To Betty Bickel, Arabella Hollopeter wills her exceptional typing ability. Anne Coleman leaves her supply of aix--mail stamps to Gloria Waltz. To John Meredith, Merle Cummings wills his window-washing technique. Donna Frazier reluctantly wills her vex-bosity to the Richey twins. To Lois Lantz, Eleta Merritt wills her first-chair position in orchestra. Bill Caron leaves his managei-ship of the concession stand to the best salesman in the Junior Class. In testimony whereof we have affixed our seal to this our last will and testament at Union City, Indiana, on this first day of April in the year of our Lord Nineteen Hundred and Forty-three. The foregoing document was signed by the said Senior Class as their last will and testament in our presence, and we now subscribe our names as witnesses. Smith Haber, ’43 Phyllis Kantner, ’43 Fairbourne—“I had a date with the cutest Beta at Wabash.” Page 7 wcnty-lhrce