Wright City High School - Echo Yearbook (Wright City, MO)

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Senior Class Will We, the Seniors of 1959, being in our usual state of mind, and feeling the time of our departure from your midst to be drawing nigh, feel that the time has come to draw up our last will and testament. Individually we do will and bequeath the following: I, Mike Byrd, will my ability to get along with the opposite sex to Ronnie Kidwell. I, Dale Haller, will my ability to drive without a license for two years and not being arrested for it to Larry Kirk. I, Ed Hollenbeck, being of sound mind, do hereby will all my old worn out tires and empty oil cans to Spencer Dwiggins. May he use them for a worthy cause. I, Jack Lee, leave my knowledge of what to buy in the used car line to all the boys of W.C.H.S. If it is used as I used it, there will either be no boys or no cars at school in a short time. I, Kenny Marten, leave my thrifty ways to Edward Stuermann and Ted Nadler------ there should be enough for both of them. I, Bill Moffat, being the best looking, most talented, neatest, and most obedient member of the senior class ceel that Craig Pailer is the one most likely to fol- low in my footsteps. To him I leave these qualities. I, Rose Mozee, hereby will my typing skill to Weldon Ball, although he doesn't need it. I, also, will my Home Economics skill to Brenda Luckett and my gym shorts to Ida Woolfolk. Lasf, but not least, I will my feminine ways with boys to Melba Owens. May she profit by it, as I have. I, Ronnie Nieburg, leave to---------well,---------on second thought, I believe I'll just leave. I, Arlene Paul, leave my part interest in Louie to my sister. Opal,---we must keep him in the family. I, Ray Phegley, will all of my girl catching techniques to Victor Brockfeld who has not, as yet, caught any girls. May he get more than I did. I, Fuzzy Shortal,—the late Fuzzy Shortal—leave my belt loops to Jerry Taylor. I have used them very little and trust he will treat them gently. I, also, will my beautiful, clean gym shorts and my '54 Mercury to Edward Stuerman and my grandma's German Bible to Miss Myers. I, Bill Stegmann, being of questionably sound mind, do hereby will my ditch jumping car to anyone who thinks they can handle it. I, Ann Strathman, leave my alarm clock (set so that I can make a late and spec- tacular appearance at school) to the Poole sisters-----in the belief that their appearance may be later and more spectacular than mine. I, Sandy Tate, will my official position as General Office Flunkey and all a- round handy man to Jim Vogt. With his ability in typing, the first part should be easy and as he's usually All Around the last should be right up his alley. I, Barbara Tomek, leave to my little sister, Betty, all the Thursday, the 12th's, and Friday, the 13th's. She has lived through me this year and should know what not to do or, at least, what not to get caught doing. I, Elmer Yahle, do will and bequeath o Gerald Schindler my place as state far- mer candidate—it's a good way to get out of othe classes. I, Dean Wyatt, being ot unsound mind or character, as of now not being intox- icated, will anything I have that anyone wants to whoever has less of it than I have.

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DALE HALLER F. r. A...........................4 Reporter.......................2 W. C. Hampshire Swine Breeders Ass’n.................2 Secretary-Treasurer............1 Glee Club.........................3 Mixed Chorus......................2 Band .............................2 Newspaper Staff...................2 Basketball........................3 Baseball........................ .2 MIKE BYRD F. F A............................4 Glee Club.........................1 Mixed Chorus......................1 DEAN WYATT F. F. A...........................4 Vice-President.................1 Glee Clulx........................1 Newspaper Staff...................1 ELMER VAHLE F. F. A..........................4 Chaplain......................2 Newspaper Staff..................1 W. C. Hampshire Swine Breeders Ass'n................2 lO

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Senior Prophecy The year is 1970 and the place is alumni banquet of the W. C. H. S. graduates- The distinguished looking VI. C. arose and in an eloquent manner suggestive of Stephen Douglas or William Jennings Bryan, opened the program part of the festivities. It was quite a surprise when we realized it was our old classmate, MIKE BYRD, now super- intendent of W. C. H. S. You remember he was quite a buddy of Mr. Small's when he was in school. Mike was especially flowery in the introductions of the members of his class of 1959— all of whom were present except one. The first one to be introduced was DENIS SHORTAL- Fuzzy. He was the first to arrive--quite a switch from the old days. Fuzzy is now a tester for an alarm clock com- pany and takes his work very seriously. Next came ROSE MOZEE. Rose is now head of the Department of Home Economic! at Lincoln University in Jefferson City. She was married to George Johnson who was acting as representative from this district. DALE HALLER was next in line. Dale had a really unusual type business—he oper- ated a used used car lot— and did a thriving business—even had to use his old trigo- nometry book to figure his Outgo Tax. This Outgo Tax was a new one to be imposed on the people. It was the brainchild of BARBARA TOMEK, who had inaugurated it after she had her own car and had to pay for any and all flats, etc. She spent her first few months out of high school with Elaine, Ann, and Bill completing their eighth hours. They had compiled a record number of them. In fact, the record still holds. ELAINE WELGE had married Murrill and they lived six months in Springfield, Mo. and six months in Nashville, Tenn. and every night could be found in front seats at either Ozark Opry or Grand Old Opera. BILL MOFFATT was still a bachelor—you remember he always did have trouble with his g. f. s. However the shoe was on the other foot now—when they began to show serious intentions he went on to greener pastures. Bill was driving a long, low convertible and had a couple of foreign jobs at home—a pent house apartment in New York where he had an ultra-swank haberdashery and was his own best ad—quite diff- erent from the beltless, sagging pants, of early days. ANN STRATHMAN was head Mistress at an exclusive girls' finishing school and was well qualified for this job having personal knowledge of the problems confronting teen age girls and her punishments were so severe that no one dared be a second offender. EDDIE HOLLENBECK was next on the list of alumni who were present. He is still courting Mary Sue—trying to get on the good side of her parents—you know Eddie is a little on the slow side about settling down but we think that by the time of our 1980 meeting he should have popped the question. DEAN WYATT looked quite dignified in his uniform of Rear Admiral in the U. S. Navy—(I hope I have the title right and the Admiral is a part of his title. )