Utica High School - Builder Yearbook (Utica, OH)

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r-'Q' Oh sayl Did you hear about Betty Larimore? We assigned her the task of keeping the harps in tune. Lately we have quit giving concerts for reasons we would rather not discuss. We also have an inventor in our midst. Shirley Wright accidentally put together some thing-a- mu-jigs and unknowns and discovered The Flying Saucer. She attached street-car straps and they are now used for flying purposes for those who have been temporarly grounded. And now to get back to Barbara Blinef I got carried away there for a whilej. She isnowmanu- facturing shoes with built-in soul springs--S-O-U-L. fBut they are not guaranteed.j The other day Phil Mack was sailing his boat on Marshmallow Lake when a stray puff of wind marooned him on a pop-com kernel. But Phil, like the true beaver he is, gnawed his way through. Our newly appointed efficiency expert, Nancy Hopkins, paid her annual visit to the Heavenly We-Have-You-on-File building. She caught the office staff in the midst of a party. In the filing cabinet she found the refreshments. l-leavenly-down-cakes and ambergris. After she found that Betty Ray Chvatal had made the delicious cakes she promised her old class mate that she would not report the incident. Jim Shirley has charge of all the cloud formations. Lately we have been seeing some mighty weird cloudsl When he was questioned as to who was doing his designing for him, he informed us that it was Bob Burras. Before Bob was hired to design the clouds he was a figure sculptor and he can't quite forget it. There is always a genius in every crowd. Ours is Mary Lou Buchanan. She rigged herselfupa portable T,V, set to watch while she files. She says it breaks the monotony of those long journeys back to earth. The class of '52 is still objecting to our way of life. But we haven't given up all hopes yet. Maybe after a few more escapades we'1l get them settled and sign the peace treaty. Tootle - ooo, Your fateful bugler, Gabriel 5' B .ea5ir 'f' RW

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CAM pl'0,9A2Cg Dear Satanl That class of '52l They've even got the Golden Gates off the hinges. That Don Guisinger -sped out of here in his souped-up jet so fast he scattered the Milky-Way all over the universe. Carole Lingafelter had to go out with her gold-plated broom and sweept them back in place. By way, that's the reason I'm writing. You haven't seen any stray dented stars with the Bar H brand down there have you? Carole couldn't find them all. Dick Way and Jim Jenkins just blew in the other day. They must have put the wrong chemicals together because they were certainly exceeding the speed limit when they passed me. Why on earth cou1dn't they have blown your way? We had a little trouble with Mary Warthen when she came up. She insisted on keeping her Wave uniform. She just wouldn't exchange it for a halo. The uniform, she said, gives her more prestige. Some of that class of '52 have banded together and formed a little theater group. Tonight they are presenting a new play entitled, Life in These Clouds . The leading stars are Carolyn McCann and Chuck Marston. And the author is--you guessed it--Georgianna Warner, the same lady who insulted you in her last play, The Blushing Devil . Yes, it was once nice and peaceful here. That was until we permitted Mary Bernard to enter. Now she has her own little band that plays ragtime in IO-I2 time on the Golden Square every Saturday night. Things are always happening around here. Julia Weber, another member of that class of '52, stubbed her toe and fell clear down the golden stairs. Julia wasn't feeling very spry so it seemed to be my duty to come to her rescue. It sounded as if she were in quite a bit of pain so I took my most com- petent nurse, Donna Jean Walton Donna Jean felt she should put Julia out of her misery so she took from her medical kit her old stand-by, the sledge hammer. Julia never let out another whimper. Rowena Williams is still wearing death's robe. It was a great fight but she lost. Rowena now says she is the only black angel in Heaven. Then too, Heaven has its playful members. We find it impossible to keep our eyes on Dot Smith and Martha McMullen. Why just yesterday they were sliding down the handle of the little dipper. It wouldn't have been so bad if they both hadn't sat on the same side, tipping it. I do hope that water didn't QXEilX?BLQ1:'95Jm'-an-M---ug-I ,,,,-,...,....-W-.........,. ,,., ,.,, ...,...... - -v-A- -- -------'-- -------N - --' '--r --F-----...W--., N ,,f'A,'D.on Fowler has been reading a 1951 fashion magazine. lt says, he tells me, that men should X 'wear more color in their clothes. So now Don is sporting a very bright chartreuse bow tie to set off his white sheet. Theylre rapidly b6COl'I'liQg-Q,,f3.CL----- ' f------A-...-......,,,, ,,,,,,,,, -,HW ,,,, A ,,,,,Y--, Mm, ,VHYY 'At time I am led to feel that your influence is felt even here. Leslie Beatty brought his electric guitar with him when he came up to stay. Of course, we don't have electricity here but still, Leslie doesn't seem to mind. He tells us he has a little trouble with it though. He says the guitar must be affected by the high altitude. When playing the Mama Boogie he always gets a distinct pa-pa-pa-pa . I've forgotten to tell you the most important thing happened. The elevator from Heaventojupi- ter broke this morning! Uupiter is our amusement play-ground, you know.j That elevator was just full of the most important people around here. Nancy Maxwell, Marlene Wolfe, and Bonita Redman, just to mention a few. It was the controls. They were stuck. First the elevator was whizzing down then it would hit Jupiter and bounce up again. Up and down it went--at a terrific speed. Then Norman Myers, he's our mechanic, found the cause. Someone had put gum on the go button. Believe me theywere really going too. I wish you would be on the look-out for the pearls from the Pearly Gates. They're missing a- gain. It has Detective Evelyn Colville baffled. It snowed here yesterday. Of course you know our snow has a very delicious flavor and comes down multi-colored. Steve Kinney, our noted taste expert, says it tastes exactly like the ice cream they have on earth. Now Steve is packaging it in pints and giving it away to anyone who will polish his halo for him. Six different flavors too, chocolate, vanilla, strawberry, lemon, and the two most famous, angelberry and blackberry Qnamed after Rowenaj. George Frost went on his first mission since he won his wings. His job was to settle the dispute over on Saturn. The rumpus had the whole heavens disrupted. But when George flew inf He won't tell us what happened but he came back ffeet firsty with four stars on his crown. You've heard about those get-rich-quick-schemes haven't your Well, Barbara Bline has just up with a brilliant onexgglnd you. never heard the like! - -' 'rs

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Cf... MA We, the Seniors of I952, being of unsound mind and weak physical condition do make our last will and testament. Steve Kinney wills his quaint way with girls to Fred Dixon. Jim Shirley willshisnickname cha Cha to Don Scott. Don, Cha Cha Scott is a very dignified name . I, Shirley Wright, leave my red hair to Carole Smith. No more Tintair, Carole. George Frost leaves his little black book of names and addresses to Bob Gregg. I, Evelyn Colville, will my ability for making strange noises to Allen Cobum. Betty Ray Chvatal wills her manly stride to Jim Anderson. I, Bob Burras, will my burr haircut to Virgil Justice. Keep'er short, Virgil. Charles Marston leaves his perfect posture ln government class to the person who occupies his seat next year. B Larlmoge leaves heriapility fgrrtalkig to Loi nne Berger. I n Fowler, willlmy quiet nature to a if Q ', I, Nancy o TS S F' -'-A-- 7 to Bu J . I, Carolyn McCann, will my naturally curly hair to Dick Van Wey, Ora Pound, and Don Nethers. No more home permanents boys. I, Jim Jenkins, leave my new book, How to Destroy the World in 24 Hours, or One Period in the Chemistry Lab to Gene Branstool. ' Nancy Maxwell leaves her ability to lose billfolds to Sylvia Burger. l, Mary Bemard, will my cheerleading position to some lucky girl. Julia Weber, Mary Lou Buchanan, and Marlene Wolfe leave their ability to get a man to anybody who wants one. Marta McMullen wills her cookbook to Mr. Radloff, You 'll need one if you don't get hitched pretty soon, Fred. I, Phil Mack, leave my ability to talk like Donald Duck to my sister Ann. May you become as ac- complished as Phil, Ann. Dick Way leaves his ticket to the National Republican Convention to Harry Truman. Leslie Beatty leaves his jersey cow to Gilbert Patton. Milk her regularly,Gib. Don Guislnger leaves his position as class clown to Sherrie Marston. I, Norman Myers, leave my mechanical ability to Dennis Champion. Georgianna Warner leaves her baritone horn to Gatha Kinney. I, Barbara Bllne leave my ability to type 60 words a minute to Sonny Evans. Bonita Redman wills her long train of boy friends to Nancy Wince. Donna Jean Walton wills her ability to talk in class without getting caught to Dick Holton. I, Rowena Williams, leave my ability for knocking down stop signs to Don Walker. Carole Llngafelter wills all her study halls and free times to ,Doodle Allbaugh. l, Mary Warthen, leave my prosperous paper route to Gerald Pound. I, Dot Smith, will my 20 inch waist line to Greg Arck. To Mr. Mllleman the Seniors will a pair of shorts to replace the ones which the Ha1lowe'eners snat- ched. We hope they fit. To Mr. Staats the Seniors will a new book of 'tall tales . To Mr. Briggs the Seniors will an applause meter to see which joke gets the most laughs. To Mrs. Kauber the Seniors will a ticket to the nearest rest home. After working onthisyear's bull- der she really needs it. To Mrs. Helphrey the Seniors will a P, A, system to use in her English Literature Class. Maybe that will drown them out. To Miss Bell the Seniors will the bullets for the gun which was willed to her last year to shoot next year's bookkeeping class if they are as dumb as this year's. To Mr. Quick the Seniors will a box of nerve pills to calm him after this year's Driving Course. ToMiss Bollenbacher the Seniors will two dozen boxes of dog muzzles for next year's lst period study hall. Maybe that will keep them quiet. To Mr. Griffin the Seniors will an extra period each day for band practice. To Miss Tlberi the Seniors will a new smock. To Mr. Cowie the Seniors will an honorable discharge from the Navy. To Mr. Colville the Seniors will a pair of elevated shoes. We like tall men. To Mr. Stauffer the Seniors willa Toni Home Permanent. Now you won? have to put it up every night, coach. , x