University High School - Nunc Dimittis Yearbook (Ann Arbor, MI)

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n n nmzi uuiveizsrrv man scuooi, 1:11:15 it ll u CLASS WILL I, Charlotte VVhitman, do will my utmost savoir faire to Rudolph Weiner. I, Katherine Anning, do will my locker to Richard Lorch. I Dana Seely, do will my dignified aggressiveness to Rollo McCotter. I, Joe Fisher, do will my susceptibility to feminine allure to Edward Adams. I Cyrenus Bunting, do will my nose for news to Judy Trosper. 9 5 I, Curtis Bradbury, do will my bonhomie to any hermit with pronounced gre- garious instincts. ' I, Melvin Hartman, do will my likeness to John Gilbert to any seventh-grader expecting to be a fiend with the women. I, Clinton Ford, do will my scientific tendencies to the art classes. I, Doris Jaffe, do will my Thespian inclination to Tom Kleene. I, Mary Kirby, do will my blush to Carl Weeks. I, Jo Hadley, do will my youth to the ages. I, John Schmidt, do will my serious decorum to the seventh grade. I, Peter Field, do not will my oratorical ability to anyone, for I intend to keep it forever. I, Keith Billman, do will my demeanor to Julliard Carr. I, Dorothy Wikel, do will my swank to Becky Bursley. We, Lois Jotter and Ann Mitchell, do will our matriarchal positions to Dr. Johnston, with no comment but a smile. I, Jean Rice, do will my ability at everything to anyone insignificant. I, Alfonso Suyat, do will my collection of telephone numbers to any Junior. I, Doris Gimmy, do will my secretarial position in the student council to any- one with a better knowledge of slang than mine. I, Earl Quackenbush, do will my fleetness of foot to the Student Body. I, Rod Howell, do will the Junior Girls to the Junior Boys. I, Madeline Schmitt, do will my literary tendencies to Elizabeth Allen. I, Elsa Garriott, do will my complete indifference to all modern social problems to Fred Densmore. I, Margaret Pulfrey, do will the contents of my locker to John Spiegelburg. I. Bob Hewett, do will my ability to sleep under any circumstances to E. Vin- cent Moore. I, Ken Walsworth, do will my gullible nature to the Faculty, who need it. I, Ruth Carver, do will my languor to Dan Schurz. We, Edna Thomas and Jane Carleton, do will our efficiency at baseball to Hugh Gingerich. I, Jane Fletcher, do bequeath my complexion to its original container. I, Charles Crane, do will my scaffolding to David Underdown. I, Cy Sturgis, do will my ability at writing class wills to the nearest person contemplating suicide. I I, Mary Bursley, do will my endless man-chatter to Catherine Purdom. I, Bob Langford, do will my ability to slay with a glance to Bob Wurster. I, Emily VanDenBosch, do will my position behind the Cafteria Counter to Jean Seeley. I, Cecily Sellars, do will my verse-writing ability to Howard Carrothers. I, Faith Alway, do will my ability to play Man, Crab, and Monkey, to Jean Keppel. I, Irene Hall, do will my position behind the desk in the library to Stek Mc- Callum. I, June Currie, do will my absence record to Joe Hewett. I, Marion Reimold, do will my quietness in moving about the halls, to Miss McKinney's home room. I, Estelle Standish, do will my raven locks to Kelly Goss. BI ll II ll ll il I El I Il ,Il ll il 'll IE! I 21

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ll ll il ll ' lBl-l NUNC DIMITTIS L:lBfT1I- - PROPHECY ByjaANR1cE To reckon with.your destinies I call upon the god of fate, He looks into the ball and sees Your futures written on a slate. ill lk IF D. Seeley wears a parson's frock, And gets the pawned souls out of hock. Keith Billman, too, the gospel flings, He makes his dough in christenings. Kat Anning is an aid to love, With Dorothy Dix runs hand in glove. Rod Howell wields a surgeon's knife, I-Ie's learned the art of saving life. Jo Hadley, perching on a horse, Is mascot of the running-course. A five-point badge Jo Fisher chests, In arch-preservers, too, invests. John Schmidt had dreams of owning Cords, But keeps a shop for crippled Fords. A plow and horse for Peter Field, He cultivates, the earth gives yield. Ann Mitchell, in a garret gray, Is working on another play. Chuck Whitman sings in op-er-ies' She circum-navigates high C's. And Elsa Garriott, still quite lean, Of two lads and a man is queen. Bloomers and blouse for Miss Jaff-e. She's a recruit of old P. E. Marg Pulfrey, with her bow in hand, Is striving for a one-girl band. Now Marion Reimold raises chicks, And teaches them egg-laying tricks. Earl Quackenbush, the engineer, In building bridges has no peer. And Melvin Hartman, dairyman, Is pouring cream into a can. Cecil' Sellars' verse-narratives Buy her the food on which she lives. Suyat afar across the foam Is teaching at his island home. Jane Carlton warbles through the mike, N.B.C.'s her lucky strike. Curtis Bradbury chauffs a car, He drives the great both near and far. A drawing-pen's Miss Dickey's curse, Her weapon 'gainst a thinning purse. June Curry aids society, She works for those in poverty. v Faith Alway guards the Camp Fire girls, And teaches them the ways of squirrels. Now Mary Bursley lives in France, The beach at Nice she does enhance. Clint Ford plays overtures to stars, And thinks he's president of Mars. Miss Doris Gimmy runs a home For tough young bloods who love to Bob Hewett calls his fruity wares, He wheels a cart of Bartlett Pears. And Garry for a lawyer's fees Is rivaling Demosthenes. And Lois Jotter, fond of rule, Finds pleasure, now, in teaching school. A sooty face for Thomas Crane, He's nursemaid to a choo-choo train. While Mary Kirby sits and sews, And keeps the femmes in pretty clothes Bob Langford runs a river barge, It's trim and speedy, if not large. fO3m Ken Walsworth sports a sergeant's stripes, The army dances while he pipes. jane Fletcher guarantees to fix A homely face with cos-met-ics. Cy Sturgis, with an artist's bob, Makes Greenwich Village wimmen sob NVhile Dorothy Wikel sits for ads Of combs and other cheveaux fads. Em VanDenBosch, with tinted brush, Is capturing the sunset's Hush. Edna Thomas finds there's art in Teaching kids in kindergarten. VV ith numbers Irene Hall does work And solves what myst'ries therein lurk. An outfit white for Mad'leine Schmitt, Thermometer and nurse's kit. A Standish, by the name of Stell, A basket-balling boy did fell. Ruth Carver now is out to win, Salvation Army took her in. Miss Helen Belakov, so Heet, For Western Union moves her feet. ,lean Rice is just a cub at play, She gathers tidbits of the day. lk lk 1 The Prophet now can see no more, She's drained the future to the dregs, Dissatisfaction she'll deplore, Hence for your tolerance she begs. ll -ll' ll ll I I3 l ll ll Il ll ll IE 20 ll ll ll

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:n u 11-n n IGI-11 mme nmnrxsr-nan n in 1 n Ja MOCK ELECTICNS Most Popular Girl .... .... K atherine Aiming Most Popular Boy .... .... R oderic Howell Best Bluffer ........ ..... P eter Field Most Bashful Girl. . ...ixliarion Reimold Most Bashful Boy .... .... J oseph Fisher Prettiest Girl ....... .... A nn Mitchell Handsomest Boy ..... .... R obert Hewett Best Girl Dancer ..... ...... J ean Rice Best Boy Dancer ........ ..... D ana Seeley Most Surprising Person .... ..... I lelen Belakov Most Athletic Girl ..... .... ..... M a ry Kirby Most Athletic Boy ................ .... Roderic Howell Girl Most Likely to Become Famous. . .... . ..... Lois Jotter Boy Most Likely to Become Famous. . .4 ........... Peter Field Class Baby ............... ...... 3 .... Josephine Hadley Teacher's Pet ............ ,' .... ..... D ana Seeley Best Girl student ....... I ..... ..... I rene Hall Best Boy Student ..... .i . .. .... John Schmidt 2 3 EI :li ll ll ll ll l,B I ll ll ll H ll IE 22