Woodlan Senior High School - Arrow Yearbook (Woodburn, IN)

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Prophecy Larry Murphy, we'1l start with you As you're the tall, dark and handsome one in school We prophesy that you will be A preacher in some city, perhaps Milwaukee. I'rn sure, Larry, you'll enjoy that, For some of your classmates will confess They want to be married and live in the West, But they'll find out the old home town is best. Yes, here comes Gailyn Roemke down the aisle, She's really walking slow, for in a little while She'll be Mrs., and she's wondering why Her soldier boy has a big black eye. To an eye specialist she said he must go, So looking thru' the directory in a certain row They were surprised, no doubt, to find Donnie Becker's name. I-Ie'd be cheap and kind. As they entered the office, Much to their surprise In a nice white uniform, behind a big desk, Was Lynda Smith, looking her very best. To lunch they all four decided to go. Wouldn't you know it would just have to snow 7 Then they heard a whistle blow, They knew it had to be a cop making them go slow. Why, look , they all did cry, It's Walter Webster and he's heaving a big sigh. The lady lying in the street was Phyllis Sweet, She wasn't hurtg she was just beat, Phyllis was used to flying low, For an air-hostess is always on the go. She said that, no doubt, we knew, Gerald Long was in town, too. Gerald is a car salesman down by the tracks, He's really making the money and stuffing it in sacks To Woodburn, though, he'd like to go back And get a home town girlg that's all he lacks. By now we were so hungry we could hardly wait, For it really was getting quite late. In the lunch room, though it was lit quite dim, We could see Darlene Roemke, with a big grin. This Page is Sponsored By WOODBURN EQUITY EXCHANGE Woodburn Indiana

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I, Harry Stoller, with black wavy hair, Will to Helen Wiesehan without a care, The ability to make your eyebrows wiggle, And sit in the assembly and never giggle. Now Mary Ann Killian's got something to do, So to Shirley Bremer l will to you, ln second year French my good old seatg Keep it, kid, it can't be beat. I, Ronald Nietert, who drives a Ford car, Will to Carl Nahrwold who's going far, To be able to open the Senior stand every day, And eat lots of things and never pay. I, Lynda Smith, the principal's daughter, Who gives something she shouldn't oughter , To Marilyn Busse I leave you a humdingerg My ability to wrap him around my finger, I, Joyce Schulenburg, so cheerful and wise, Will to Mary Ann Stevenson my big brown eyes. And also my ability to be so full of pep, And to keep ahead of the boys, by a step. We were the Seniors, of this have no fear, You are the Seniors of the following year. Now take these things we gave to you, And use them wisely whatever you do. We gave you some good things and some that were not, But these are some things that can't be bought. Now we bid you farewell and give you the floor, That's all there is: there ain't no more! mt A ,.- -QM , This Page ls Sponsored By B RIAR ROOM COLONY DRESS SHOP Z0 New Haven, Indiana New Haxen Indi ' , ana

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Uh: d1r1n't you know f sne softly sam, Working in here T get my daily bread. The place is all mine, but sometimes I 'see red', For l seldom ever get to bed. She had television in her cafe. On the screen, in his own fashionable way, Was Roland Buuck singing, I Love Her Down By The Bay . He'll be a wonderful crooner some day. The next program showed a pretty young lass: We all recognized her as a member of our class. It was Mary Butt being a model, But on high heels she really did toddle. We decided to leave Darlene and go down the street. Our car needed gas and the attendant was Ronald Nietert. He said that if we needed repairs, he had a good mechanic. It was .Tim Shanebrook ready to give our car a tonic. We took a little drive into the country. There, on a tractor, pulling out an old tree, Was Harry Joe Stoller humming like a bee. Come up to the house. I want to show you my farm, by gee, He told us Dick Helmke lived next to him, And that the Lord had been good and kind. He had blessed Dick with triplets this time: And Dick reports they are getting along fine. Going into the house with Harry Joe, We heard a familiar voice on the radio. It was Robert Persyn announcing for Tide, Saying, It takes all the dirt and some of the hide. We visited with Joe for a couple of hours, A Then his wife came in with such beautiful flowers. She said that Maryann Killian was doing real good Running the greenhouse like all single girls could. Joe said that tonight there would be a basketball game By some girls fl believe he said from Notre Damel And that Joyce Schulenburg was their coach. Joyce looked so pretty in her white trousers and coat. Joyce said the music teacher was Roselyn Stucky, And Roselyn never had a pupil to play hookey. The students all admired their teacher And hoped they'd always be able to keep her. During the game, one girl got hurt. She lay on the floor like a piece of dirt. Mike Moser was in the crowd, He arose and walked over so very proud. This Page ls Sponsored By FRED DUNDERMAN Distributors Of Fleet-Wing Products Antwerp, Ohio WAYNE MEEK Hicksviue, ohio