Washington Township High School - Toganette Yearbook (Tontogany, OH)

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Senior Class Will Vie the Senior class of Nineteen Hundred and Forty One, being sound of mind and judg- ment, do hereby dispose of our worldly possessions as follows: To the school, we bequeath the memory of our shining faces and scholastic achievements. To the teachers, we bequeath our serious thoughts. To the juniors, we bequeath our dignity and cooperative spirit. To the Sophomores, we bequeath our ability to conduct class parties. To the Freshmen, we bequeath our debating qualities. Thelma Tolles, will my ability to skin my knees to Doris Creps, on condition that she uses it as successfully as I have. Clitford Mawer, will my curly black hair to Raymond Neifer, provided he gets a fingerwave once a week. Thelma Sheperd, will my good attendance to Walter Karns, on condition that he doesn't study too hard. john Hummel, will my Chevy coupe and road maps to George Scott, provided he goes to see that certain somebody once a week. Mary Avey, will my ability to faint to Miss Schnur, on condition that she doesn't use it in Bookkeeping class. Myron Smith, will my position on the baseball team to Joe Speck, provided he doesn't turn professional. . Glen Coale, will my spot on the basketball team to Clyde Harman, on condition that he isn't too aggressive, ' Vera Green, will my height to Letha Main, provided she doesn't break any chandeliers. Norman Scott, will my trumpet to Clarence Euler, on condition that he doesn't start a swing band. Roger Hafner, will my ability to write poems to Emmet Sherman, provided he doesn't get romantic. La Verdo Fox, will my track suit to Harold Castner, on condition that he doesn't stretch it while doing the high jump. Subscribed, sealed and published this 23rd day of May as its last act of law in the presence of each other, who, in the presence of one another have served as witnesses to this testament. Signed The Senior Class -13-

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Senior Prophecy It is the year 1961. I am on my vacation and am making a long wished-for visit to New York. I have always wanted to visit Chinatown, but have never had the chance. I was a bit leery of entering its endless alleys and dead end streets alone, but here I am at last, unescorted. I now approach a very interesting-looking shop. I pause, gaze about me, then enter. I walk about, but no one appears. At last, I investigate further, and as I go through the swinging door, a penetrating odor wafts to my nostrils. In the gloom of the outer chamber, I distinguish dim shapes. As my eyes grow accustomed to the darkness, I see that there are other Americans lounging on couches and smoking strange-looking pipes. A Chinese servant approaches me and silently offers me one of the pipes. Being eccentric, I take the proffered gift and immediately begin to smoke. As I inhale the strange drug, I slowly become drowsier and drowsierg then suddenly I am no longer conscious. My mind drifts, and the events of the past twenty years appear, one by one, before me. At last a veil is lifted, and I see before me the lives of my classmates. In my mind's eye, I visit Washington, IJ. C. There holding a prominent position in the president's cabinet is Glen Goale. It is rumored that he will be the next appointment to the Supreme Court and that he is the president's favorite companion. We always knew that Glen would go far with his aggressive attitude. After leaving Washington, my mind wanders to Saks, Fifth Avenue in New York. There in the style department is Vera Green. She is now a glamorous, chic, Veree. Our old friend has become a success and travels once a month to Paris for style shows. From New York, I journey to Hollywood where 'I find the now famous orchestra leader, Norman Scott, making a new picture. Scottie's Sizzling Syncopators broadcast every week over a leading network. 'Tis said he learned his style in good old W. T. H. S. and that he continued his practice of trumpet tooting after he graduated. My destination is now Detroit. I visit an imposing theatre. I sit down in the rear of the auditorium. I notice that the audience is entranced. The Philadelphia Symphonic Orches- tra is playing, but above the music of the orchestra rise the rich tones of an operatic soprano. There is something familiar about the singer, but I do not recognize her. I inquire of my neighbor and learn that she is Madame Avie, better known to me as Mary Avey. We all predicted great things for Mary, and now they have all come true. I leave the theatre and walk into a bookstore for entertainment. On a shelf, a book with a familiar name on the cover stares forth at me. Roger Hafner, the famous author, has just published his sixth best seller and is rumored writing another. We used to appre- ciate Roger's poetry in the old days. I now progress to St. Louis where I visit a ball park. I had heard tales of the amazing rookie pitcher who 18 years earlier had pitched the St. Louis Browns to the champion- ship without losing a game during the season. I saw a familiar figure in the diamond and learned that it was La Verdo Fox. He is the manager of the Browns now, as he is too old to pitch successfully. The Browns have been world's champions eight times in the last twenty years. , - Broadway now draws my attention. Myron Smith is co-starring with Clifford Mawer in an elaborate stage production. It seems they joined as a comedy team after their public speaking course. They are very popular with the ladies Cas alwaysj even though both are happily married. Clifford plays the part of a stage Romeo while Myron is his feminine Juliet. The critics have highly approved them, and they will probably move on to Holly- wood. After seeing all these people, I suddenly thought of Thelma Sheperd. I looked for her and found her a well-loved governess in a wealthy home. It seems Thelma likes children and thoroughly enjoys her work. She recently met an important man on Wall Street who has taken a great interest in her. Thelma was proudly displaying a diamond ring and was making great plans for the future. I was homesick now after seeing Thelma and decided to return home. Here I found that john Hummel is the only one who has remained on the farm. He has become quite wealthy and is an important leader in the community. His visits to Grand Rapids developed very well, and he is quite happy. He was recently elected township trustee. It seemed as if I had forgotten someone. At last I remembered Thelma Tolles. I did not know quite where to look for her, but at last remembered that she had been quite interest- ed in law. I went to San Fransisco and there found her doing very well as a criminal lawyer. It seems that she never takes a case unless she believes her client completely in- nocent. She always did like to bet on a sure thing. I am now coming out of my dreamg the effect of the drug is wearing off. Even though I may never see these classmates of mine again, I shall die happy knowing that even though they made a very unpretentious beginning, they all have ended successfully. It seems that old adage, Quality not quantity holds true. 117,-

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Senior Hisiorg As the school bell rang for the first time in the autumn of 1937, there were sixteen papooses enrolled in the freshman class. Of these, five were girls and eleven were boys. At the beginning or the second semester, another student, Thelma Tolles, joined the class, rais- ing the total membership to seventeen. The class, as a whole did not accomplish much but the members established themselves for a successful career throughout high school. In th fall of 1938, a fewer number of students of the class of '41 returned. The class gained another member, Marv Avey, but during the year lost Harold Potter, Frances Chenetski, Charles Porterfield, and Elmer Green. As in the freshman year the members showed their ability to take part in school affairs. Then came the Iunior year. The class again lost a member, Shirley Sangston and gained Twilla Lambert. Delvin Stone was forced to withdraw because of ill health. After elect- ing officers, they began to think of selecting class rings. Their junior play, Girl Shy, was given late in the year with much success, and the Iunior-Senior banquet was given. The Senior year, their final year, came at last. During the year Twilla and Evelyn Kidd dropped from the list and at last a total of eleven, the smallest class ever tio graduate from VY. H. T. S. was left. They elected officers, had their pictures taken, selected invita- tions, and selected a class play, Look Out Lizzie . They presented their play early in May. Their main obiective throughout the year was to raise money for their class trip and for that end they took part in many activities. The class is looking forward to Commencement and the members are each hoping for as successful a future as has been its history. Senior Class Plug LOOK OUT, LIZZIE Silas Long ,,,,,,,, ,,,,,,,,,,,,,..,,,, ....,.................... ..... M y r on Smith Sarah ,,,,,,,,,,,, , ...... Thelma Tolles Hazel ............... .......... M ary Avey Lizzie Blanks ,,,,,. ..... T helma Sheperd Hank Blinks ........ .......... G len Coale Minnie Hall ............. ............ V era Green Richard Biltmore ..... ...... C Tlifford Mawer Dave Hinkle ........ ....... N orman Scott Hazel, the only child of a backwoods Indiana farmer, tires of country life. She receives little sympathy from her parents, especially her father, who refuses to leave the old farm because he belives some Eastern men are interested in a rock quarry, which lies under his farm. Hazel meets Richard Biltmore, a .stranger from the city. They fall in love with each other. This is an awful- according to 'Minnie Hall, the neighborhood gossip. However, Hazel's parents finally permit Richarii to come to see her. Hazel insists upo nreceiving him in style, so she makes the family doll up . She dresses Hank, the hired man, as abutler, and Lizzie, the hired girl, as a maid. VVhen Richard arrives, he is not dressed up. The maid falls for Richard and the fun begins. ..lQ-