University School - Mabian Yearbook (Hunting Valley, OH)

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THAT'LL BE THE DAY WHEN.. Mr. Cruikshank gets senioritis. U Mr. Sanders joins the Salavation Army. Mr. Ingersoll rejects tobacco in every form. Mr. Lee proclaims Tom Ackland Scientist of the Future . Mr. Dodd doesnlt throw Bremble out of a class basketball game. Mr. Howarth sustains an injury in a street fight. Mr. Fox walks down the hall with a pencil behind his ear. Mrs. Martin reads a book. Mr. Napp finishes his new house. Mr. Parker buys a Ford f They changed the winner , Mr. Schwab clutches . Mr. Baker gets to Genetics. Mr. Pete Cruikshank plots to overthrow his uncle's empire. Mr. McCreight dares to enter a bowling alley. Mr. DiBiasio stops smoking and grows to an even six feet. Mr. Ford decides to conform. Mr. Horner stops lecturing. Mr. Hoets gets lost on the way to Europe. Mr. Gardiner becomes an extrovert. Mr. Sumner hands out No Doz . Mr. Rickard wanders into the Newt room. Mr. Thomson gets a ticket for reckless driving. Miss Boppel is given 310,000 to entice the Gourmet Club back to Friday lunch Mr. Harvey gets his hand caught in the jointer. Mr. Ebbott sends a valentine to Room 27. Mr. Hruby arrives in Chapel minus boots, cap, and overcoat. Mr. Logsdon suppresses a wage revolt. Mr. Molten predicts a winning season. Mr. McCarraher breaks Tradition . Mr. Bobenmeyer doesn't quote Nathan Bedford Forest. Mr. Walton leaves his desk and telephone to Knight. Mr. Riel retires to some obscure little burg on the Ohio River. Mr. Luton goes to Oxford. Mr. Paige collects from the '58 alumni. The Mabiun comes out. i209

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WE'VE HEARD 'EM SAY... C.G.S. S.T.F. P.C.E. R.G.W. J.E.1. D.R.P. JH. KM. Br. J.D.Me. ID. jr. J.R.B. P.A.B. H.L.C. c.T. M.C.L. F.M.H. RH. J.E.N. V.o. s.R.B. P.W,S. P.C.B. D.L. L.L. -1 u u rf u u u just goes to show - you can never trust a dictator. Honest, I nearly flipped. Is this my priority day? Well, I didn't suppose you'd know. Oh, that dumb foogoo! Don't step on my car, it eats harmful insects. Oh, oh. The bells are off again. Two weeks, or six demeritsf' . . . and the second gold beret goes to . . .' K.X.?!! From what? We're lucky to have kids coordinated enough to walk down the floor. . . . and keep your hands off those animals! That's right . . . peanut butter sandwiches. This morning I want to read you . . This tie? Oh, just a Celonese tea-pickers neckerchief I picked up in Singapore. Thomas Bremble, will you please be quiet? Sing 'Em! Ahhem . . . now then . . Okay boys, take it from here. Well . . . back in Oklahoma . . Lay off the weights . . . muscles don't mean a thing. Well Berkey, as the authority on segregation, what do you think about this idea ? . . . a product of blood, sweat and tears . . . Hells bells! Think, boy, think! You boys shouldn't scratch out like that . . . it's costing me money. 4195

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SENIORS 1u5fI'lg,ll' I ,, A Ym5u 'WM nn, , ll IIII H , W E - ' 5 ea 929 The fairest youth that ever made eyes swerve.