Victor Valley High School - Joshua Tree Yearbook (Victorville, CA)

Page 22 text:

WILL Continued I, Thelma Hollingsworth, leave my love for Bunnies to Harold McAllister. I, Boyd Watts, leave my unique style of dancing to jim Lovett. I, Celia Sanchez, leave my lovely wavy hair to Patricia Dexter. I, james Rainey, refuse to leave the Girl from the Mountings to anyone. I, Dorothy Miller, leave my vamping ability, learned partly in the Senior play, to Marion Dougherty. I, Logan Deeds, leave my ability to chew gum and dance at the same time without losing step to the music, to Kelsey Smith. I, Bertha Walter, leave my skating ability to Ann Rivers. I, Martin Wilson, will my vocal wooing way with the women to Ray Elmer. I, Kemper Campbell, leave my brilliant colored shirts and ties to Robert Valois. I, Granville Reed, leave my ability to understand Business Methods to Marion Knight. I, Watts Lewis, leave my stubborn wavy hair to Bob Freeman. I, Robert Brugge, leave my helping hand as Miss Nelson's handy man to Earl Kollender. I, Donald Reed, leave my untouched midnight oil to Bill Rowan. I, Louis Torrez, leave my silent diligence to Raphael Lopez. I, Meredith Miller, leave my badly worn red handkerchief to Ralph Cozad. g I, joseph johnston, leave my ability to snore nonchalantly through an entire class to Irvin Saul. I, james Hewson, will my toupee to Pop Hunt. I, Mildred Nilsen, leave my dramatic talent and bangs to Maxine Beekley. I, Grace Quarterman, will my ticket-selling ability to Helen Carter. I, Maxine Nielson, leave my history grades to Billy Bryan. And I, joyce Eagleton, will my dimple to Dawn Loomis to balance hers. We affix our hands and seals to the above document, our last will and testament, on this fourth day of june, in the year of Our Lord One Thousand Nine Hundred and Thirty-six.

Page 21 text:

LAST WILL AND TESTAIVIENT tx gif t is LAWRENCE SWARTZ BA UCH Past: Adelanto Grammar Present: Football player Future: G-Man We, the Class of Nineteen Thirty-Six, being about to pass this mortal struggle and enter the cruel world alone and unprotected, and being, regardless of psychological tests and otherwise, of sound mind and body, do hereby, hereon, herewith, and hereinafter bequeath the following chattels, assets, gee-gaws, and idiosyncracies to our heirs, the Class of Nineteen Thirty-seven: I, Margery Stevens, will my ability to manage the sophisticated Seniors to the next Senior Class president, and my sympathy goes with it I, Lee Adams, leave my glasses and giggle to Evelina Mausolf. I, Dorothy Broad, will my cluster of curls to jack Sewell. I, Robert Reid, leave my gift of gab to Pat Kiester. I, Rosemarie Street, leave my uncompleted treasurer's book to next year's Student Body treasurer, together with my bottle of red ink. I, Frank Rivers, will my fishing pole to Alpha King to aid her in hooking boy friends. See the Dawn ? I, Louise Arnold, leave my dancing feet to Norma Buckbee. I, Ernest Adams, leave my taste for Barry's to Raymond Mitchell. I, Virginia Wilson, will my elocutionary achievements to Maidie Weaver, who could do with a little volume. I, Harry Roberts, leave my gangling frame to Roseanna Seward. I, lean Campbell, leave my typewriting ability to Helen Berger. I, Donald Bunce, leave my office interests to Donald Lintner. I, Elizabeth Stinebaugh, leave my favorite saying, What's the matter? to Pearl McAllister. I, Mlrl Orebaugh, will my instrumental ability and subsequent pop- ularity with the ladies to Duane jackson. I, Carol Lester, will my devotion to Art and my latest fashion book to Wahnita Bowen. I, Bud Peake, leave my book on Personality and Charm to Vernon Demaree. I, Lawrence Swartzbaugh, leave my ability to do the Charleston to Buster Navarro. I, Rosalis Dunham, leave my editorial headache to Betty lean Crawford. I, Robert Moline, leave my graceful trot to Geneva Said, who is of much the same general outline. I, Olga Robertson, will my ability to catch my man to Selma Barry, who obviously has no need of it. -1 I, Ira Elmer, leave my keen sense of humor to Helen Rasmussen. I9

Page 23 text:

1 j 'v 1 .V , ,A . 1 My it seems ages since I ve written you! New York is such a whirl Oh you ll never guess who I saw at the hospital Saturday in the starchiest white uniform-joyce Eagleton. We had quite a long talk together. She asked me if I remembered the Senior picnic at the bridge when we washed each other s faces in watermelon-remem- ber? joyce is still the same old giggling girl and still hears from her IVIY DEAR MISS LEEGI-I.. , Dy: 7 I scarcely find time to breathe! fm!! , . if I t s are ,g J , H p.. old friend Margery Stevens, who is a beautiful auburn-haired debu- tante in Los Angeles, according to the L.A. Times. Speaking of the Times, I read a notice in the paper that Miss Rosalis Dunham, exclu- sive dress designer for Bullock's, left for Paris April Zl, where she will design several frocks for the famous French dancer, Dorothea Broade. She will be accompanied by the manager of the store, Mr. Harry Roberts, and his charming wife and secretary, the former Rose- marie Street. How are Dorothy and Bob Moline getting along now? I suppose Bob jr. is nearly four years old by now, isn't he? l knew Carol Lester was married and living in Oro Grande. She had two children when l was there in I944. I was sent by the Star to cover a large social function given at the Waldorf-Astoria the other night and ran across several more of my old school friends. Of course, you have heard Mirl Orebaugh's famous orchestra over the radio, but did you know that Mildred Nilsen is the piano player? The floor show was gorgeous! And would you believe it -joe johnston, better known as Crooner joey, swept everyone off their feet with his singing. Another number was a beautiful Spanish dance, called the Rhapsody in Red, by Celia Sanchez. lt's the rage of New York! I also ran on to Grace Quarterman at the Waldorf-Astoria. You know how she always wanted to be a famous tap dancer? Well, she is now the cigarette girl at the Waldorf and she certainly has to keep dancing to keep everyone satisfied. She gets ga-ga, though, when joey sings, and has to be called down for making eyes at him during his number. It looks like a triangle love affair to me. You see, Grace is crazy about joe, but joe seems to have eyes only for Elizabeth Stinebaugh, who works in the tea room. I was in St. Louis a few weeks ago, to interview the two great G- men, Boyd Watts and Logan Deeds. I suppose you have heard how they captured the Public Enemy No. l, john Barstow, in St. Louis. They took me out to dinner one evening and we ran across Kemper Campbell and handsome Bob Reid having dinner with two beautiful 2l