Utica High School - Builder Yearbook (Utica, OH)

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CLASS WILL OF I955 We, the members of the Senior Class of Utica High School, City of Utica, State of Ohio, being of unsound mind and failing memory, do hereby make, publish, and declare this to be our last will,and testament, thisyear of l955. I, Max Marston will my position as Senior Class President to some unlucky iunior. I, Thelma Jean, will my position as head maiorette to Linda Lynn. ' l, Don Nethers, leave my bottle opener to Bob Rauch. Put it to good use, Bob. I, Phyllis Hunt, will my position as Colorguard to Keith Glancy. I, Donna Bell, leave my position as head cheerleader to Kay Harris. I, Pat Swan, will my bottle of special suntan lotipn to Gatha Kinney. I, Danny McDaniel, leave the headaches of Editor of the Builder to Buck Daniels. These aspirin will help, Buck. I, Ruth Pound, leave my Newark address book to Virginia McKee. Handle with care. I, Bob Robinette, will my Hotrod ticket to Dick Swan. I, Winnie Jobes, will my ability to answer questions in Physics to Bob Walters. I, Kennie Smith, leave my position as Co-Captain of the football team to Larry Porter. I, Dick Van Wey, will my Ford Convertible to Dick Walters. Drive carefully, Dick. I, Allen Baughman, leave my ability to pound out fenders to Bob Evans. I, Maureen Dager, leave my ability to do exercises in Physical Education to Mary Van Atta. I, Lynda Lowery, will my ability to answer questions in Speech to some Junior Speech student. I, Virgil Justice, leave my crew cut to Kay Helphrey. I, Jim Zink, leave my blue corduroy shirt to Saralou Glancy. I, Richard Spearman, leave my elevated shoes to Jim Watson. I, Marie Burkholder, will Editor of Wahoo to Sonny Casper. Don't work too hard, Sonny. I, Mary Gordon, leave my empty seat in classes to Paula Shaw. It's better to fill them, Paula. I. Lilith Holtsberry, leave my ability to cheer at football games to Martha Debolt. We, Clarence Debolt and John Walton, Leave our motorcycle hats to Don Sherman and Harold McDonald. I, Betty Tompkins, leave my Tuesday night skating ticket to Carolyn Darling. I, Marlene Ridenour, Will my blonde hair to Gene Marston. I, Patti Miller, will my Levis to George Donnald. I, Dorothy Boyd, leave my position in the band to Ann Colville. I, Scott Jenkins, will my swell personality to Darlene Treadway. I, Sue Prior,leave my ability to keep order in 5th period library to Mary Bline. I, Dwight Evans, leave my little green Ford to Boots Robinson. Don't haul too many kids to school, Boots. I, Herbert Stevens, will my broadcasting system to Bonnie Brobst. I, Linda Hunter, leave my ability to fight with boys ro Pat Fuller. I, Willard Warner, leave my curly hair to Bob Hull. l, Seldon Walton, leave my dancing shoes to Margaret Donnald. I, Durwin Allbaugh, will my temper to Freddie Skeen. Don't let it get away with you. I, Frank Waters, leave my typing ability to Keith Johnson. I, Sue Myers, leave my position at Ritcheys to Nancy Arck. I, Velma Wood, leave my quietness to Sheila Guilliams. Use it wisely, Sheila. I, Bob Melick, leave my books to Steve Veatch. Some of them are pretty good, Steve l, Don Thompson, will my ability to stay away from girls to James Boyer. I, Barbara Staugh, will my experience as a typist in Journalism Class to some unlucky iunior. I, Gib Patton, leave my calorie book to Butch Good. I, Carol Mason, will my diary to Utica High Hall of Flames. I, Patsy Longstreth, will my knowledge of teen-age romance to Carol Porter. I, Betty Smith, leave my position on the volleyball team to Foxine Robey. To Mrs. Helphrey, the Seniors will a new edition of the Readers Digest with small words for the Senior Speech Class of next year's class. To Mr. Colville, the Seniors will some new tables in his Agriculture room. The old ones are pretty well engraved.

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sENioR PRoPHEcY July 15, 1981 Dear Diary: I am so excited that I can hardly write this entry. lt was exactly twenty-five years ago today that Bob and l were married. Who would have thought that out of all the cou- ples in our senior class back in 1955, that I, Betty Smith, would marry Robert Melick? lt's strange to look back, that far now after 25 years, and try to remember all our friends and schoolmates. That's why Bob and I decided to celebrate our silver wedding anniver- sary by having an old times party and invite all the members of our senior class back at good old U. H. S. Of course that was a long time ago, and we had a hard time find- ing all of our past acquaintances but I think that at last we have found them all. The first two that we uncovered in our search were Durwin Allbaugh and Clarence Debolt who are the proud owners of Durwin and Debolts Darn Dandy Dog Shelter They both said that they would be glad to come and we continued on. ln Utica, we found quite a few of the old gang that never left home. We found Frank Waters working as bartender in Dike Evan's saloon. lThose two always did stick together.l Donna Bell was serving as assistant manager of Marie Burkholder's garment factory the finest manufacturers of mens clothing. Dick Van Wey was also working along that line selling suspenders and garters to the residents of that district. Two other busin- ess partners thar we recognized were Linda Hunter, who is chief embalmer at the local funeral parlor, and Virgil Justice who owns the establishment. One sad case that we did find was that of Maureen Dager who had lost all her mil- lions in the stock market and was living on stale ice cream and cottage cheese. We fin- ally ran across Patty Miller who was modeling life rafts for Herb Stevens army surplus department. ll wonder why she never married?l While talking to Patty and Herb, a new Cadilac thundered by and I was informed that it was Sue Myers who had become weal- thy selling plow shares and farm machinery to the local farmers. Patty also said that Ruth Pound was also making out very well in this field as a fuller brush woman. Patty was sure that Don Nethers could come because he had practically nothing to do since he had grown rich from his invention, the automatic beer bottle opener. I found that Seldon Walton had taken over Cree's Antique Shop. His specialty that week was an old 1954 Chevy that had been used for driver's training at the high school. It was in very poor condition. I heard that Willard Warner had stayed at home and was giving violin lessons to artistic farm hands. Upon visiting the town hall, I found that Betty Tompkins, due to her need for excitement was working as fire chief for the community. We decided to head down route I3 to see what we could find there. The first place we found was Sue Priors' Used Car Lot. She took over the Gibsons establishment. While there we also met Phyllis Hunt who was the test driver for the company. While on 13, l happened to remember the Old Mill. Upon approaching the same, I found not Ye Ole Mill, but a place called Zinks Rink It seems that Jim wanted to get away from the gro- ceries. ln St. Louisville we really hit the jackpot. Bob Robinette was working as the gar- bage man there and Kenny Smith was employed as dog catcher and humane society rep- resentative. Near the suburbs we discovered John Waltons Hot g Factory. His motto was THESE HOT DOGS ARE NEVER TOUCHED BY HUMAN HA DS. THE MACHINES ARE RUN BY APES. On a farm near by, we found Bev Wolfe lmarried to you know whol who had be- come an expert on the setting and styling of red hair. On still another farm in that vici- nity, we found Gordons Quality Geese Farm . Mary iust couldn't leave the farm. Back in town, we stopped for a bite to eat at Barbara Staugh's establishment called Barb's Beanery . While there we met Max Marston who holds the title for being the fattest chiropractor in the U. S., and Lilith Holtsberry who had become very successful in politics. While we were there Scott Jenkins dropped by for a cup of coffee. He is now employed as a bus driver for the Greyhound Bus Lines. Back on the road again we stopped long enough to talk to Winifred Jobes who was very busy on her research of Shakesperian creations, and later at Vanatta to visit Velma Wood who was then the best garage woman in the vicinity. Another place that we vis- ited was Chatham where we found Don Thompson and Pat Swan happily married and running a home business. The sign read Washing taken in and fishing worms sold here. Once in Newark we discovered that Danny McDaniels due to his nationality had become proprietor and founder of a German Smorgesborg. From here we went to the business section where we talked to Gilbert Patton who had become paralyzed from his neck down and was working as a clothes prop for the Licking Laundry.

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CLASS WI LL lCONT'D.l To Mr. Stauffer, the Seniors leave a new package of red hair dye. We like red hair, Mr. Stauffer. To Mrs. Tulloss, the Seniors will a new Charleston dress, like the one the Senior Speech Class borrowed from you. To Mr. Castle, the Seniors leave a new electric saw so he can make fancy paddles. We think the boys will enioy them more, Mr. Castle. To Mrs. Ammundsen, the Seniors leave a whole lot of Senior boys to pester her, now that this years pests are gone. To Miss Bitzer, the Seniors leave three onions to pay her back for the ones they used in their coney islands. To Miss Evans, the Seniors will a stop clock which does not ring every five minutes whether set or not. To Mr. Quick, the Seniors leave the extreme pleasure of getting rid of us and also our beautifully carved desks. To Mr. Milleman, the Seniors leave a new album of records for the dances. To Mrs. Warthan, the Seniors will a dozen pair of tennis shoes so she will have some extras when the girls forget theirs. To Mrs. Kauber, the Seniors will an easier Government book for the Government class of next year. To Mr. Staats, the Seniors will an automatic controlled car since your old chauffeur, Dike Evans is leaving. To Mr. Clark, the Seniors will an electric fan for his office. lt gets pretty hot in there in the afternoon. To Mr. Fowler, the Seniors leave a pair'of roller skates to skate from the Junior High building to the High School Building for the'Pep Meetings. To Mr. Kindle, the Seniors will a secretary to type out his tests and term papers, so he won't have to have a second year typist do his typing. To Mr. Daniels, the Seniors leave a ten gallon cowboy hat. Don't let the hat get you down, Mr. Daniels. To Jeanette, the Senior Class wills a longer lunch hour so she will have time to go home and eat her lunch. To Mr. Chatterton, the Seniors leave a new red cap to keep his head warm at the football games. To Homer, the Seniors leave an automatic dummy to turn off all the lights, so he won't have to stay around until everybody has finished at night. SENIOR PROPH ECY iconmi On a tip from Gib, we went to Marlene Ridenour's Lonely Hearts Club to talk and to watch television. The latter turned out to be successful in that we found the remaining members of the class. On a wrestling show we witnessed the performance of Thelma Jean Smith who was fighting under the title of Thelma the Thrasher . The next program was devoted to literature and here we saw Betty Webster who had iust completed her book on Child Care . Richard Spearman did very well in his opera singing on a telecast at Carnegie Hall, and Linda Lowry did equally well playing her baritone in the New York Symphony Orchestra. On a commercial we saw Americas number one pin-up girl who happened to be Carol Mason. ll must be getting old, lust a few years ago they had Monroe Calendars instead of Mason ones.l The following program was the kiddies hour and there we saw the hero Allen Baughman who was starring in the Red Ryder series. Finally on a late news telecast we saw the very famous Dorothy Boyd who at the time was Timbucktu's number one woman detective, also we were informed of the day view of the great singing star Patsy Longstreth who is now in Arizona, At last our iob was completed. Every one of our old classmates were notified and were coming to the party. Darling Bob and I happily drove home to Stumptown and we are now anxiously awaiting the arrival of our guests. Goodby for now diary, it's time for me to take my vitamin pills. Sue Prior Phyllis Hunt