Versailles High School - Portal Yearbook (Versailles, OH)

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N Paul Schockman He’ a leader on the gridiron, He’s outstanding on the court; And by his fight and courage, He excels in any sport. Lowell Pittsenbarger He drives as if he’s hurried, (Or so it appears) Though he used to ride a pony (Till he stripped its gears). Janet Blue She is charming in her modesty, And refreshing with her style, Though, the becoming thing she wears Is her captivating smile. Guy Fiebiger His title of “Reverend” was quite an extreme As he proved by his help to the basketball team. “I’ve worked and I’ve sweated; I’ve said ‘What’s the use? You can’t fill up these boys on this pineapple juice.’ ” Bill Dill Egad, I hate the name of “Willie”, Yes, as a name it sounds silly. It is my name, I know, but still, Ow, nuts, you guys, just call me “Bill”. Loren Urquhart “Every laddie has a lassie, None, they say, have I, Still, all the girls they smile on me When I go driving by.” Raymond Althoff His heart is in his every pitch, And his “stuff” is on the ball, For he’s Just the son of Willowdell, He’s just “Ray”, a friend to all.

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Four intelligent looking Seniors get their pictures taken at Tom’s birthday party. Senior stars of the Tiger team line up for action. (Camera, action.) That Blue girl couldn’t keep her mouth shut for just one picture. The Big Three pose before going into a huddle about that date last night. Take this picture with a grain of salt, .for who ever saw Bill working? Norma displays a fine “shiner”. Did you run into a door or something, Norma? A great experiment in process, with Urquhart. Graves, and Richhart narrating the intricate details. Some rare beauties of the Senior Class are snapped. What, Bill here again?

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I R S Kenneth Detrick Sure, I’m a jockey to a plow, And I can work all day. Yes, I’m proud that I can take it, For it’s more than most can say. Bette Price It seems that she’s always smiling, And it seems she’s always glad, Tho’ her heart belongs to “Johnny”, And the rest belongs to Dad. Jack Richhart Who is this mortal, Jackson J., Who, when the teacher steps away, Catches the unsuspecting blokes, And tortures them with corny jokes? Tom Booth He is “Booth”, the boon to Bucktown, And his “windbag’s” always full; You would mistake him for a pitcher, From the way he “throws the bull”. June Wehneman She’s not a magician, No, nor a faker, not that, Still, she gets ideas, Like a rabbit from a hat. Wilbur Thomas Yes, this is Wilbur Thomas, They always call him slim. He said he once took English, But now it’s taking him. Adine Wilson. Genevieve and Luella Simons We’re together in the classrooms, We’re together in the hall— So, if you want a date with one of us, You’ll have to date us all. Charles Graves You’ll never find him hurrying, Except for the noontime meal— Then in a rush from the building, It is “Porky” at the wheel.