Ilion High School

1936 Senior Class Will

As reported in "The Annual of 1936"

The door to the great world has been opened to us. As we pass through, venerable, enlightened seniors, we feel it fitting on this solemn occasion to bequeath to our poor brethren behind, still in the throes of education, strange words of wisdom, even some of those rare gifts and qualities which we hope to need no longer.

Being of sound mind and judgment, we urge upon you to follow our advice!

The first to pass through is Theodore Leonard, our legacy from the class of '35, who leaves his remarkable sylph-like grace at basketball to Ed Snow. Dartmouth won't need that, Ted!

Marian Marley, the girl whom we know for her cheery smile, has still another attribute, her rheumatism. This she throws with glee to Dot Donovan, who needs something for that "turkey walk."

Though summer is almost here, it is best to be prepared for next winter. Thus "Ap" Maury leaves his sturdy homemade skis to John Powers, who seems to need some that can stand the gaff of mountain trails.

That "constancy's a virtue" is an adage well worth remembering. Let Bob Samson learn that by our leaving him Dick Runyon's.

Valentino and Gilbert were known world-wide as the greatest lovers. To Hale Sterling we leave Royce Stubley's Ilion-High,wide technique-his record for being in love with so many girls in one week.

The leagues will miss us seniors, we're sure. However, as a reminder of the good old days, we leave to Hazel Starks, Anastatia Panarites' "gentleness" in playing basketball.

Checks and loud colors are the mode these days for the out-of-doors. Thus as Donald Polley passes through Commencement door, he leaves to Fred Zeh his shirts, his boots, in fact all his sporting paraphernalia.

The next name called is that of Gerald Whiter. As he goes, he sadly leaves "Brick's Boys" to Walter Humphrey for their next year's workout.

The door is open now to our half-pint, Johnny Morris, who tosses behind that tenor voice we've come to know so well in Song Club to Bob Hynes.

The Moores, brother and sister, are also leaving us to seek their fortunes. To Norma Lake and Lee Wells, respectively, Mabel and Merle leave their shy, quiet airs. We think Mr. Bates might appreciate this!

Calm, sweet music plays as Peggy Morgan saunters through, leaving that soothing effect she seems to have to Louise Snell.

A trio, consisting of Monohan, MacNeil and Shepard, is next. To Marx Rasback (who, in our opinion, has a technique purely his own) they leave their yen for the wide open spaces, far, far from these cold gray walls when there are tests to endure or when hunting season is open.

Next to come is Jerry Losier with her million-dollar walk. (Mae West made a fortune on hers, too, Jerry!) That ability to get out of duties, initiations, etc., so adeptly she won't be needing, so we leave it with glee to Virginia Wheelock.

The "personality girl," June Loftis, is next. Any person receiving her cheery smile and pleasing ways would be well rewarded, but those are qualities too precious to lose, lease, or leave to anyone without a heavy inheritance tax!

We now wave good-bye to John Mackin. A close scrutiny reveals something missing. Where's that football? We leave your resisting nature, which held on to the golden talisman, at least for a while, to Bob Long, who'll need it in the future.

Helene Uertz, known school-wide for her giggle, leaves not that, but her incredible salesmanship to Helen Knapp, that solemn-eyed, reticent junior.

Now with a sigh and backward glance, up walks Edgar Dawley, the Romeo of Room 15. We leave him to the care of Mildred Ruddy. We're saying good-bye to him, but we hope she isn't.

Howard Thom hurries to the door to the world, leaving his interest in radios to Martin Green.

A glimpse of the next brings memories of nights of long study and hard work. George Maury, who is the scholar, leaves his place in Mr. Bates' Brain Trust to Perry Bremer.

Art Mead, resident of Room 15 for many years, leaves to anyone who wants them, his interesting tales of his Frankfort escapades and of his car.

As the next person swaggers by, we catch a glimpse of blond curly hair. Bill Myers! With regrets, he leaves his frequent attempts to amuse his classmates to Jack Roberts, who (I hope) will succeed.

Esther Mitchell saunters slowly by next, leaving that same slow walk to Delena Carr, who always seems to be running about.

To our great surprise, Fred Morton seems-to be starting out on his search for success without his bosom companion, Morris, of the long eyelashes. To Steber Kerr, Fred gracefully leaves his ways with the fairer sex.

Regina Moyer, the girl with the auburn hair, leaves her secret of how she managed to get the nicest Colgate choruser to Velma Ferris.

The Warners are next, together, as we so often see them of a morning. Martena seems sorry to leave her exuberance to Dorothy Towne, and Ed, his terpischorean art to Fran Murray.

Following the brother and sister is Anna Stasko, who always wears her clothes so well. To Marion joiner, a joyful recipient (we hope), she leaves her baby chatter.

The sound of bowling balls is heard as Lewis Watson leaves his ability at that enthralling sport to Harold Hemstreet, who needs a respite from his work. All work and no play will make Harold a dull boy.

At the sight of the next fair damsel, the thoughts of many of us seniors turn to our years in French class where Norma Winslow has illustrated her rare ability to make each sentence a question and thus get out of work-an attribute which she leaves to Doris Palmer.

The next brings to our mind music and its joys, also a crop of curly hair. This last, Stuart Wooley leaves to Edna Smith.

A ski-slope comes to mind as Robert Taylor crosses our line of vision. To Albert Bishton we leave Mr. Taylor's form at skiing. (Spectators at the Sons of Selassie meet can testify as to the ex, tent of that form.)

Talkative Jimmy Nolan, next on our list, leaves his political discussion to Jim Schremp.

Room 15's farmer boy saunters now into the limelight. To Micky McAllister, Leland Smith leaves his antiquated vehicle.

As Vincent Urtz, quiet and thoughtful, takes his leave of us, he bequeaths to Jimmie Younglove the West Hill Drug Store that he likes so well.

Bob Pugh reluctantly shuts his beloved history books, and as he leaves, he bequeaths to Helen Homan that becoming blush.

Another history student follows as Mitchell Pezdek appears, leaving his knowledge of that invaluable subject to Jack Remmers, of modern his, tory fame.

A new-comer to our ranks, Henry Roelofs, leaves his Spanish to Miss Gordon, who seems to enjoy conversing with him.

Dorothy Rice, the next to say her farewells, leaves her preciseness to Helen White.

Doug Robertson is next to go. However, to be different, he is not leaving something; he is given something. That something is the courage to visit some fair damsel in Frankfort. Any other shy souls may apply for said courage to almost any of the young sophomore lads. This younger generation!!

Ann Prindle is next to pass the reviewing stands. She reluctantly transfers her affection for a certain Whippet, minus four wheel brakes and knee action, to Arlene Adams.

The next person brings to our minds music and more music. It is Frances Nash, who leaves that tune she hums constantly to Gert Tjeerdsma.

Marion Rieck, next to leave our thinning ranks, leaves all blondes the secret of her alluring hair.

To mix things up a bit, Harriet Rockwell leaves the thrill that Tommy Bushnell gives her to Iona Stairs.

As she goes, Tena Spatol, one of our quiet misses, leaves to Dorothy Jess her baseball ability. How we used to dodge those balls when she bit them!

Erma Tanner, nomad of the senior class, stops in her wanderings long enough to give Jake Getman her cup for the prize Brotherhood poster.

Our line of vision is closed now by Mary Loefler, the class of '35's gift to us. Mary regretfully leaves behind her, to Jerry Jennette, her subscription to "The Lonely Hearts."

Bette Limpert, with a sigh of relief, strews bank checks and annual stubs in her path. She leaves her high powered sales personality and capacity for hard work to the next year's business manager of the Annual, poor soul!

Alice Yardley bequeaths her cold morning walk in winter to Claire Mitchell to aid in keeping that girlish figure.

As Lois Radley of mathematics fame leaves our sorrowful circle, she bestows upon the entire junior class Ed Snow, her escort of many homeward walks.

Margaret Kennedy, lastof the class of '36 to say farewell, closes the door to the world, leaving to Eloise Julian a few of those more radical ideas with which her head is filled. Eloise will understand why, I think.

In addition to these individual bequeaths, we, the class of 1936, bestow upon Lewis Merritt our general ability to sleep in class, perfected by long years of practice.

 

May we rest in peace!

 

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