Westfield High School - Shamrocket Yearbook (Westfield, IN)

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The Senior Class will We, the Senior Class of 1939, in sound mind and body, draw up this, our last will and testa- ment, lor the disposing ol our meager worldly possessions, to be fully and properly executed by the class to follow. Alter having bestowed these things we do hereby publish the account in full: I. We leave to the Iuniors the privilege of taking over the school, providing the teachers agree. II. We leave to the Sophomores the privilege of bossing the luniors, but lirst we would advise that they develop their mentality. Ill. We leave to the Freshmen our pep and undignitied manners, in hopes that they will use them next year. It mighi ward oii some gray hairs. I. We, Ioan Bowman and lean Harvey, will our ability to get and hold our man to Carolyn Barker, in hopes that he will be able to withstand her affectionate charms. 2. We, Kathleen Frost and Deloris Cobb, will our motherly instinct and lady-like ways to Dora Ellen Barker. 3. I, Eileen Heathcock, bequeath my ability to slap that bass to Hazel Bauer, but I do hope that she won't become slap-happy. 4. I, Mary Io Irwin, will to Doris Beery my angelic walk and tour loot stride, R ' 5. I, aymond Knight, will my reddish brown ireckles and school boy complexion to Rob- ert Brown in hopes that he will take as good care of it as I have. 6. I, Robert Davis, bequeath my admiration and technique lor getting along with the op- posite sex to lack Clark. 7. I, Gale Pruitt, will my physical power, beauty, and mental fitness tor taking the heavy burden ot presidency to Robert Cooper. 8. l, Byron Barker, leave my ability to drive a V-8 around the corner on two wheels and also to stop on a dime, to Marion Davis. In case a dime is not handily present, use a sluq. 8. We, Marcus Passwater and Mariorie Clark, bequeath our ability to write very interesting notes and our theory ol proving that it isn't puppy love. but something stronger, to Florence Henley and Don Dawson. 10. I, Russell Myers, leave my figure, ieet, and personality to Charles Eudaly, in hopes that he will abide by my high standards. 11. We, Berniece Brown and Alice Reveal, leave our long curly tresses and beauty hints to Winona Fields. 12. I, Martha Walker, leave my flashing personality and ability to work in the Chemistry Lab. to Irene Gamble, in hopes that she will save as many test tubes as I. 13. We, Iohn D. Rayle and Paul Thompson. leave our lady killing habits to Warren Gunn. 14. We, Mary Ellen Russell and Betty Martin, leave our hopes that the record lor Seniors being engaged will not be broken in the following year, to Denzle Hinshaw. 15. I, Donna Gipson, leave my sex appeal to Emma Alice Hinshaw. 16. I, Richard Russell, will my intellect and ability to do most anything to Edward Hudson, in hopes that he will do even better.

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Qu-1nClmoiher's Soliloquq Well. Mona, I promised I'd tell you a story so, what shall it be? What? You want to hear stories about Grandma's school days? Why, dear child, you know them by heart already. Well, I can't go back on my promise. so get ready. ' And this is what Grandma Graduate of 1939 told her granddaughter, Mona. Away back in 1927, Grandma started to school with many other little boys and girls. Miss Swain certainly had to contend with a number ot backward and spoiled children when she got us, and Miss Moon, too. Too bad our class had to be so big: made it so hard on the teacher. Miss Simpson was our third grade teacher: she taught us new things like geography, but we didn't like the stuff. But don't iump at any conclusions, Mona, you'll love it. Before long, Miss Mclivoy was trying to pound some facts into our heads. Evidently some stuck because we found Miss Peck trying to make us study so she could be free when there came a knock on the door. Yes. every time Mr. Lee came, she'd always come back in, pretty as a rosebud. We girls used to get together and iust wish and wish we got as much candy as our teacher. Time flew, and we had flown, too: right upstairs. Mrs. Walker got disgusted though when we couldn't remember in what city the red corpuscles were manufactured so she sent us to Carson and Brouhard. Some one didn't compliment us very much because we learned that Car- son was keeping a paddle in reserve: Brouhard provided the iokes while we were taking our medicine. Yes. Mona, we had a paddle of a time in Junior High. We left them. after gather- ing up all the honors we could and started on our new journey. We entered high school with approximately the same number we had had in the tirst grade, but, of course, not quite the some individuals. Oh, yes. Mona. we had some class! tIn more than one way, too, dearl. Remember the tall, dark, and handsome man whom Grandma used to talk about. even after she married Grandpa? tOf course not, my mind must be wandering: you weren't even born.l Well we elected him our class president. President Gale Pruitt was what we didn't call him: we girls iust said Gale. We had our class parties and were privileged to attend the Scholarship Banquet this year. Next we became Sophomores: this time the boys elected our president. Turn about's fair play so Lois Babb led us in our class activities. We had our parties and banquets as before but didn't let these interfere with our lessons. We had decided, due to our previous years' ex- perience, it might be much better if we studied more. When we became upper classmen we really started going places. Again we elected Mr. Pruitt as our president. Our Iunior play was quite successful: we learned how to sell candy: learned what it was to worry about how much you were going to spill in your lap to take home from the Iunior-Senior Reception: discovered how it felt to be the champion of the class basket- ball tourney: found out that Mother Nature was against us and sent rain for all our out-door parties. But, Mona, I always say, save the best until the last. This was our Senior and last year. Again Mr. Pruitt was our class leader, assisted by other capable officers from the class. We became the leaders and acquired the feeling of superiority. This year we had bigger and better parties: a skating party was our idea of a good time. Oh, the fun we had that night! Grandma was a little inexperienced so she carried home a few splinters as the result. We settled down to business when we learned we were to produce Stage-Door, which required a cast of thirty-two. We gave it two nights. and were iust ready for Broadway when we stopped and reconsidered that we might land in the Atlantic Ocean instead. We had our year book too which we finished after so long a time. If it hadn't been for our sponsors, Mr. Farrow and Miss Orr, I don't know where we would have been. This year we won both the class basketball tourney and the scholarship honors. There are so many things that happened, Mona, it would take a book to hold them, but I see you're getting sleepy, so Mona, if you want to be a Senior some day, do everything the teacher tells you not to do. and they'll get so disgusted they'll pass you to get rid of you, and before you know it. you'll be a Senior! Goodnight, Mona.

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The Senior Class lDi 17. I, Warren Lassiter. leave to Calvin Lassiter my resemblance to Calvin in hopes that he will look like me. 18. I, Violet Powell, leave my flaming hair and flashing temper to Iane Manship. 19. We, Hilda Lease and Esther Sparks, will our alertness and keen drawl, to Wilma Meyer and Maxine Wilson. 20. l, Lois Babb, leave my strong lung power and tact lor meeting people to Iune Moore. 21. I, Marcia Talbert, will my piccolo talent to Virginia Moore. 22. We, Bill Macy hopes that he will have and Frank Blasser. will our stage hand technique to Lewis Morford. in the chance to fulfill it more than once in the coming year. 23. I, Earl Hadley, bequeath my good stature and blond beauty to Iohn Neiman. 24. I, Bob Ortwein, Victor Overman. will my sturdy build, athletic ability, and my aptitude tor quietness to 25. I, Iames Brookie, will my broad shoulders and round chubby lace to Victor Pike and Iames Hoover. 26. I, Wendell Sutton, bequeath my tall stature to Charles Roberts, in hopes that he will be able to overlook things as well as I did. 27. I, Bill Lindley, leave my athletic ability to Horace Roberts in hopes he will do as well with it as he does in blowing the bazooka. 28. We. Amanda Sumner and Irene Fenster. leave our winning ways with the boys and intellectual powers to Betty Smith. 29. We, Leona Ray and Dorthy Eberhart, leave our secretarial abilities to Virginia Smith in hopes that she can carry on her home work to a greater advantage. 30. I, Allen Rodibaugh, will my detective knowledge to Buddy Vair, in hopes that he will get a chance to use it in future operettas. 31. I, Martha Wasson, leave to Naomi Watkins my pep and southern accent, in hopes that in the future she will originate some new dance steps. 32. We, Phyllis Mikesell and Mary Ross, leave our physical build and new hair styles to Ruth Hoover. 33. I, Tuqgle Burroughs, leave my vim, vigor. and vitality to Fred Wood. 34. We, Patricia Daniel and Katy Roberts. leave our quiet laugh and our desire to go steady always to Iuanita Whitaker. 85. We, Florence Blazier and Barbara Harshbarger leave our meekness and ability to escape the teacher's glance to the Iunior Class.