Waterloo High School - Rosebud Yearbook (Waterloo, IN)

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PAGE 20 Last Will We, the Senior Class of 1952, do hereby will and bequeath the following traits to have and to hold, from this day of graduation forward, to the under- classmen and faculty listed here whom we think could use them. I, Wayne Shuman, do hereby will my ability to get along with other people to my brothers, Al and Dave. I, Chuck Smith, do hereby will my ability to tell tall tales and still keep a straight face to Butch. I, Alfred Ordway, do hereby will my ability to write notes to John Rhoadarmer. I, Stanley Williams, do hereby will my eyes to Ronnie Feller so he can have a better outlook on life. I, Eugene Frick, do hereby will my ability to tell moron stories to Mrs. Reed. . I, Anna Belle Neely, do hereby will my quietness to Donna Vee Wolford. I, Phyllis Hissong, do hereby will my ability to get a man and keep him to Myrnalie Ayers. I, Beverly Zerkle, do hereby will my smallness to Phyllis Henderson. I, Margie Kelley, do hereby will my ability to have fun while eating strawberry taffy to Aaron Tribbett. I, Lois Laderman, will my height to Melvin Rynearson. I, Dorsey Fields, do hereby will my ability to fight only with girls to Tom Piatek. I, Nancy Boman, do hereby will my glasses to the referees at the sec- tional tourney. They needed them. I, Delbert Zerkle, do hereby will my ability to sing to Michael Sweet. I, Larry DeWitt, do hereby will my agonies in writing up the basketball games for the annual to some poor sucker next year. I, Ned Shippy, do hereby will my ability to keep training hours to any- body who can stay up that late. I, Tom Rynearson, do hereby will my like-new government book to Tom Simons. I, Edison Shippy, do hereby will Larry Oster all the candy left over from ag. class. I, Max Laisure, am just willing to leave. I, Mary Werner, do hereby will my shortness to Eva Powers. I, Roscoe Wiggins, do hereby will my ability to raise tomatoes to Harold Long. I, Beverly Boren, do hereby will my ability to stay single till ’m 21 to Maxine White. I, Aletha Loucks, do hereby will my shorthand ability to Bob McNall. I, Carol Bowman, do hereby will my trig book to anybody who can understand it. I can’t ! ! I, Betty Boren, do hereby will Nila Witt my ability to roller skate. I, Tom Mohr, do hereby will my ability to keep quiet in class to George Walter. I, Betty Payton, do hereby will my natural-colored hair to Marjorie Becker. I, George DeLong, do hereby will all my comic books to Bob Hisgong. I, Bill Stuller, do hereby will my ability to sleep in class to Jim Simons. I, Gloria Shull, do hereby will my slim shape to Mary Weirich. I, Shirley Speer, do hereby will my dog-house dodging ability to my cousin, Bobbie. C. E. McClintock, Waterloo

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Class Poem Alfred likes his motorcycle, that is true; If you don’t watch out, he’ll run over you. Gloria’s man is from Tri-State; We know that someday marriage will be her fate. Though Carol’s heart is sad and lonely, She will always wait for her one and only. Chuck, the Vice, whose past is not clear, Takes over the work when the president’s not here. Eugene is a lad who was here every day; He kept coming and coming and couldn’t stay away. When we put our government books away to keep, Bill will not know it for he will be asleep. Life is the sentence Delbert’s booked, Cause his wife has got him hooked. When it comes to sportsmanship, You'll find Edison’s name tops the list. Shirley’s cooking might not be grand; But when it came to hunting, she found her man. Roscoe’s tomato crop was fine; And we find that in the ag. field he really shines. As Tom Rynearson hails from the farm, Studying government does him no harm. When it come to speeches, call on Tom Mohr, Because in this he really scores. Dorsey’s a hero—a hero so tall; He became famous by playing basketball. Betty is bashful, quiet, and shy; She plans on marrying by and by. Phyllis, our historian, is cheery and bright; Doesn’t like government but says bookkeep- ing’s all right. Stan is a lad so stern and sound; Most of his trips are Corunna-bound. Bev Boren with eyes so bright and hair so brown Is one gal who really gets around. Anna Bell, who likes to sew, Will soon be making her own trousseau. Bev Zerkle, who is small and tiny, Goes around thi nking that she’s mighty. Betty is married to a sailor so true; When he’s not around, my! is she blue. When a Ford goes down the street, Look out! Shuman’s in the driver’s seat. Margie will soon be going to college, But without her Butch—What’s KNOWLEDGE? Life may be tough in our town, But Ned doesn’t let it get him down. Max is longing for the 22nd of May, Cause he’ll no longer have to stay. Aletha’s plans are to be a secretary, And in future years she hopes to marry. George’s little blue Ford goes down the street; I bet it’s Nancy he’s off to meet. Mary Ellen as bashful and oh so shy; Just give her time and she’ll catch a guy. When it comes to schooling, Larry has no fear; But if you want him to jump, just holler “Speer.” Nancy is going to I. U. to be a nurse; If they turn her down, nothing could be worse. I, Lois Laderman, am not a poet; You needn’t bother telling me, for I already know it. Citizen’s State Bank, Waterloo PAGE 21