Upper Sandusky High School - Indian Village Yearbook (Upper Sandusky, OH)

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I, Bill Thompson, will my lead foot to Ed Emol Cillen. I, Bernard Vent, will my success in F.F.A. to next year's Ag class. I, Wayne Walter, will my ability to sleep in study hall to Carol Hetzel. I, Tom VVarfel, will my knack of staying out of trouble to Bill Baker. I, Sue Althauser, will to any ambitious person the ability to talk Mr. Strang into get- ting a radio for Art class. Good luck! I, Shirley Bartholomew, will my ability to take shorthand to anyone who can translate it. I, Phyllis Beausay, will my piano bench, my cherubic smile, and my candelabra to next yearis budding Liberace. I, Patsy Book, will my bottle of red hair dye QD to Mary Smith. I, Ferne Clinger, will my diet 'book to anyone with will power. I, Shirley Constien, will my pad and pencil to Chris Carroll to keep track of the bas- ketball scores. I, Ieananne Cook, will my assistant librarian's job to someone looking for a job. I, Sandra Corbin, will my trying ability to guess the answers on tests, after the long hours off studying I never got around to, to Julie Sebenoler. I, Marilyn Dillon, will my naturally curly hair CPD to Paul Steiner. I, Nancy Ellis, will the idea of redecorating and furnishing the annual room with radio, coke machine, etc. to Elizabeth Farnholtz. I, Beverly Heffellinger, will my captivating laugh to Dorothy Helfelfinger. I, Carolann Herring, will my ability to 'get Tom Roszman in the whistle dance to a girl who is at least a foot taller than I am. I, IoAnne Hetzner, will to Shirley Clark, my bad habit of getting oil paint all over my clothes. We, Marilyn Karg and Ruth Boszman, will our hot-rod ability to some capable driver. -I, Helen Kinley, will my little piccolo to Barbara Myers. I, Julia Klein, will my job in the olhce to Elaine Book. I, Marilyn Koehler, will all my headaches to next year's Sr. C.A.A. president. I, Linda Little, will my A's in English Composition to next year's victims. I, Carole Main, will my chair in choir to anyone who likes to talk. I, Sara Lou Miller, will my goofing during cheers to my sister Linda with the hope that she makes the squad. I, Colleen Morris, will my love for roller skating to Nancy Larick. I, Corina Rhoden, will my lirst period office job to any junior who would like to track down students for Mr. Vvolfe next year. I, Mary lane Sammet, will my embarrassing moments in Mr. Strang's Art class to Nancy Pfeifer. I, joy Schoolfield, will my gold chain to my sister Fay and hope that she can find a ring for it. I, Sally Schroer, will my place near the window in Chemistry Lab to anyone who wants to make a quick escape. ' I, lane Sherbuck, will my skill in shorthand and typing to any struggling first year student. I, Audrey Simpson, will my long tresses to Neva Larick. I, Evelyn Smith, will my Confederate money to Marylou Smith, 'cause the South's gonna rise againlu I, Carol Stecher, will my patent number 67385-ZX for making booze Cdistilled waterl in Chemistry Class to Jocelyn Steiner. I, Carrol Vent, will my smile to Upper I-ligh. I, Nancy VVhalen, will my make-up kit to next year's promising Tri-Masque members. I, Deloris Will, will my name VVill', to anyone who will want a will. I, Carol VVoltrum, will my good humor to the Good I-Iumor Manfi I, IeanVVisner, will my long evenings of studying to Susan Shireman. I, joan Wlorline, will my gift of gab to Barbara Maxwell and hope she finds it as useful as I did! VVe, the Class of 1955, will our heartaches and our faults to the grave, and our joys and our successes to the world.

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SENIOR CLASS WILL I, Frank Arnold, will my crow heads to next year's sharpshooter in the pest hunt. I, Bob Batton, will my fast-dancing ability to all be-bop enthusiasts at U.S.H.S. I, Bob Beard, will my corn to Mr. Borton. I, Tom Caldwell, will my curly hair to Paul Sheldrick. I, Jim Gastanien, will my spelling to Webster's Dictionary. I, John Glinger, will my gavel to next year's F.F.A. president. I, Roland Drew, will my ability to pick the lock on the auditorium door to anyone who is too lazy to walk around. I, Ronnie Eyestone, will my love of money to someone who wants to work for it. I, Bob Farnholtz, will my REAL blonde hair to Chuck Hauff. I, Ronnie Frey, will my job as shop manager to Kenneth Kin. We, Bob Graham and Bill Stephens, will to Upper I-Iigh's 1955 football team, lots of luck. I, Bill I-Iauff, will my height to Roger Swartz with the hope it will help him in bas- ketball. I, Tom Henige, will to Ierry Roszman my half of the partnership contract of Tom and Jerryf, I, Richard Hoy, will my nickname Hoey to anyone who is not fortunate enough to have a nickname. I, Bob Iaqueth, will my quiet ways to Dave Gillen. I, Dick jones, will my slide rule to next year's Trig class. I, Allen Keller, will my height to Tom I-Ietzel. I, jim Kelly, will my ability to get along with Mr. Borton to 1ny brother Burt. I, Dave Krebs, will my ability to finance the annual to next year's business manager. I, Eddie Kuenzli, will my car, Lizzie, to anyone who wants a cool ride. I, David Larcomb, will my exquisite taste in clothes to Pvt. Ron Eyestonel I, Don Long, will the name Mayflower to Mr. Fleeman's car. I, Dave Miller, will to Chris Bolish my quietness with the hope that she puts it to use. I, Ronnie Miller, will my membership in the Hot-Rod Club to Mike Batton. I, Earl Minard, will all my great loves to Bill Bickham. I, jim Motter, will my football shoulder pads to Jim Pfeifer with the hope that he will grow into them. I, Larry Obee, will my collection of Mad comic books to the library. I, Everett Obenour, will my laugh to Robert Summit. I, lim Radwick. will my unerring ability to make something unfragrant in Chemistry Lab to Gary Kline. I, Russell Rall, will to Dave Phillips my nickname Shovel Foot. I, XVerner Reich, will my love of ice skating to all cold weather fans. I Earl Riedlinger, will my whistle to the person who helps with the eighth period gym class next year. I, Mike Riley, will all the foul shots I didn't make to Ion Grundtisch. I, Gary Saull, will my scat at the piano to George McGilliard. I, Bob Shidler, will my ability to keep one girl during my senior year to Marion Karg. I, Kelly Slater, will my quiet ways to John Ward. I, Bob Smith, will the big one that got away to Fisherman Bob Miller. I, Shcrmie Stansbery, will my souped up Ford to Bob Vent. I, Dave Steck, will my wrecked? cars to Mr. IfVolfels driving class to practice in. I, Larry Swihart, will, when I find them, my hidden talents to my brother Melford. 1, Bob Swihart, will my knowledge of teaching Mr. VVolfe to race the dual-controlled driving car from stoplight to stoplight to David Crary. I, David Swinehart, will my love of English to Gene Delaplane, and to all other stu- dents who plan to take English from Mr. Griner. I, Dennis Thiel, will my seat in study hall to someone who likes to study better than I do. F

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SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY Place: HEAVEN T i-me: ETERNITY TI-IE HEAVENLY JOURNAL This journal is dedicated to those of you who have not yet arrived, in order that you might learn what has happened to the famous class of '55. VVidely known for our angelic mannerisms while attending dear old U.S.l-l.S., we have all finally reached our desired destination--Heaven!! The immortal Ferne Clinger was recently elected the first woman president of the United Heavens. lncidentally, President Clinger was nominated by the class of '55 as 'ithe pupil least likely to succeed! However, much of her success is due to her brilliant pro- moters, Dick Hoy and jim Motter, who have spent centuries preparing suitable speeches, tours, et cetera. Bob Batton and Bill Briddick have gone on another expedition, this time to paint the moon pink. But, they always were color-conscious!! Ah-h, listen to that music! Ruth Ptoszman leads our heavenly choir, composed of Linda Little and lane Sherbuck, sopranosg Helen Kinley and Sally Schroer, altosg and Corina Rhoden, falsetto. Phyllis Beausay accompanies them on the harp. VVayne VValter, assistant to Saint Peter, has gone back to school to learn how to count higher, 'because he can't make out the last thousand numbers in Saint Peter's Great Ac- count Book! Professors Sara Lou Miller, A.M., P.M.g Evelyn Smith, A.B.C., X.Y.Z.g and Marilyn Koehler, C.O.D., have agreed to take the full responsibility of instructing this crazy, mixed-up kid! If you have noticed that the nights just aren't what they used to be, it's because JoAnne Hetzner and her assistant artists, Carolann Herring, joy Schoolheld, and Suzanne Althauser, have designed a seven-pointed star. How exquisite!! Mad scientist Jim Castanien and his ingenious helpers, Bob Farnholtz, Dick Iones, and Dave Swinehart, have decided that the heavenly quarters have become too crowded with angels other than the class of '55. They are trying to develop a solution to dissolve the clouds so that some of the angels can be let down. I am afraid this experiment might be disastrous! Larry Obee has agreed to establish a Cloud Guard Academy especially designed for fallen angels. Jim Radwick, Buss Rall, Bob Smith, and Gary Saull are eagerly awaiting to be admitted. Farmers Frank Arnold, john Clinger, Ronnie Frey, Bob Iaqueth, Allen Keller, and Kelly Slater have been trying out the new farming method created by Jim Kelly and Earl Riedlinger. The new method is to rotate the clouds so that crops of harps will grow to be of better quality. But it doesn't seem to be working-the clouds are beginning to turn black, and some are secreting water.