Willshire High School - Willow Yearbook (Willshire, OH)

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Prophet: The year is 1962 and we find ourselves aboard the giant rocket passenger ship X-3 which we found was owned and piloted by the great air -wizard, Kenneth Merkle. He told us that he traded his 36 'Chevy' on a X-3. He tells us that he gets all his fuel at Frye's Super- Service Station. The fuel is new on the market and was discovered by the leading U. S. chemis Koch and Fisher, by mixing soap suds and acid. All mechanical work on the ship was done by Frye's head mechanic, Bernard Krall. We are now coming in for a landing on the Ft. Wayne, Indiana Air Base which we find is managed by Harold Brorein. After seeing the town for a short time we decided to visit the mayor who is none other than the honorable William L. Schlickman, so we ask him to tell us about the other members of the Class of '52 . He tells us that there are a few others, besides himself, who have found their occupation in Ft. Wayne. The largest undertaking par- lor in town, Digger O'Don's place is owned and operated by Don Baker. We are told that to- night there is to be a basketball game between the Pistons and the Minneapolis Lakers. This promises to be a very exciting game in which the leagues' top scorers will oppose each other, Gene Moose Thatcher, who replaced Boag Johnson of the Pistons and Bob Bones Hey, who replaced George Mikan of the Lakers. Ken Lautzenheiser, coach of the Pistons, has done a remarkable job with the team and they are expected to take the championship this year. The remaining member of the class of '52 is Bud Frank who Mayor Schlickman tells us is now owner of the largest goat farm in America and is doing very well for himself. The sun will be setting soon, but wait ----- something is missing. The women! The earth is serene! Hmmmmmmm! Where are they? The mayor explains that the domestic world is set aside from the rest because of the intense noise. So we climbed into a robot taxie and headed for the women's world. We were creeping down the main street at 75 miles per hour when a policewoman stopped us. 'fYou are holding up traffic! Who should the creature be, but Mary Ann Merkle. We renewed old acquaintances and traveled on. The mayor wanted the latest edition of the world's greatest newspaper, The Banaka, so we stopped at the nearest newstand. The editor of the paper turned out to be Beverly Agler, and on the front page there was a story about a famous swimmer, Evelyn Humerickhouse. It told how she received a trophy for swimming the English Channel. She also received the nickmane of speed demon because she set a record for swimming the channel--130 miles in 30 minutes. The newstand was run by Shirley Smith. There were quite a few kids running around and after she said they were hers I presumed she was married. There was an artist's studio next door to the newstand. It is run by Mrs. Leonard King. She paints portraits of famous persons--such as Barbara Marbaugh, the world- famous ballerina, and Emma Allmandinger basketball star of the 'Bearkittensi Emma won the, W. A. A. fWomen's Athletic Awards for 1959-62. Marilyn also mothers five little Kings . We passed down long boulevards of huge trees seemingly growing to the sky. Among these trees, quite a distance from the road, stands a beautiful stone mansion. This old house had been converted to an animal hospital and was operated by Edna Bailey and her 'hubby' when he is home. Farther down this boulevard is the Women's Country Club where Donna Baker is a golf instructor. She turned professional after winning the women's Amateur Cup for sportsman- ship and playing the game itself. Gloria Alspaugh is coaching a bowling team at the club. There are so many legs a- round that once in awhile the balls hit the wrong pins . We are heading back to the men's world when we saw a young girl taking her flying license. She signaled a stop and who should climb out after the girl but Helen Roehm. She was giving flyers their tests and I could remember back when she could hardly drive one of those ancient cars. Ah well ............... It is time to leave. We have left the mayor at his home, repeating farewells and pro- mising to return soon. We climbed aboard the X-3, once again seeking new adventures. A day has ended .......... ts

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E i lass History One warm September morning some sweet, little boys and girls started out waving good-bye to their mamas for their first day of school at the Willshire Public School. After some very tense moments waiting for the bus or the neighbor kids to walk along, these little fellows and girls found greeting them with a big smile Miss Neiferd. Well, this kind face made everyone feel at ease once more. Miss Neiferd then discovered these dear little pupils were the graduating-class-to-be of 1952. And now from the voice of experience--our fthe class of ,529 second grade teacher was Miss Lillian Weinman. In fact we managed so well with Miss Weinman that she followed us right through the third grade also. We soon found ourselves sitting in the fourth grade, proud as ever. During our fourth grade year Mrs. Esther Dellinger offered her able assist- ance. Again, as if only the next day, there we were entering the fifth grade which was one more enjoyable year to add to our education. Mrs. Bowen was our number-one help in completing that grade. We next found ourselves under Mr. Sipe and Mrs. Fisher and feeling very smart to be one of those big sixth-graders . Then came our seventh-grade year which was also under Mr. Sipe. Out of the dark we came to be known as eighth-graders. This year was under the guidance of Mr. Robert Lucas. With the year flying by, we were becoming more and more ladies and gentlemen . We went so far as to win the County Junior -High Basketball Tournament. Mr. Lucas was also the coach, so you know we really weren't too much of a problem -class. Alas! Graduation night! My, how honored we felt to be receiving our diplomas which permitted our entrance into high-school. Here it was, 1949, and we were being called Green Freshmen . We didn't mind too much, though, for just think of all the excitement taking place. There we were wandering to classes, struggling to remember all the rules--a mite bit complicated. But we had Mrs. Vining as our sponsor who protected us, rather tried to protect us, from the terrible fate which the seniors had planned for our initiation. We surprised the seniors and were very co-operative coming to school dressed--how ? ? ? '? The girls wore men's old over- alls with one leg torn off and badly shattered above the knee. We used an old hay rope as a belt for our fancy overalls. Our blouses were made of gunny sacks, with a visible adver- tisement in the back. The front decoration was a lovely corsage of green tomatoes and vines. Vlfe were very comfortable in men's boots without any socks. Now, the boys--they were very sweet-looking girls, dressed in short dresses with their slips showing. Shame! ! They were properly made-up, wore strong perfume, had their finger -nails and toe-nails painted in bright red, and, of course, their hair was in ringlets. They also were comfortable wearing one woman's high-heeled shoe and one woman's low-heeled shoe preferably with the toes out. Suddenly, we were sophomores with Mr. Manken sponsoring us. We became ffWash- ington conscious and realized that we must start on the rough road of raising finances. Our first event was a Fall Festival, which was indeed a lot of fun and also very successful. We next tackled H Chile Supper and again we were marked with success. Also during the year we served the Businessmen's Club a chicken supper. At last, our junior year! Mr. Games was our sponsor this year. We immediately set to work again. We sponsored another Chile Supper, ordered our class rings, had a paper-drive, sold Wilshire Bearcats car plates, and put on a play. Our Junior Class Play was entitled -'The Boarding House Reach . More fun! ! ! Our last event this year was the Junior-Senior Reception. We choose as our theme a farm scene. The auditorium was decorated as an imaginary barn with farmer and farmerette servers. Following the banquet and program, an old-fashioned square dance was enjoyed. Finally, after completing eleven years of schooling, we're full-pledged seniors. We were happily informed that his year we had two sponsors, Mr. Lucas and Miss Bowyer. We received our class rings the second day of school. Snazzy! ! ! ! We hadn't forgotten our initiation day so natch! arrangements were made for the freshmen of '52. By the way, they're still our friends! Now our attention is turned to planning our class trip to Washing- ton, D. C., and possibly on to the city of New York. May we now take a few words to very sincerely thank all our previous teachers for their able assistance which they have given us. Especially Miss Bowyer and Mr. Lucas for leading us through our most busy year. We hope they enjoyed working with us as much as we enjoyed working with them.

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