HomeMy WebLinkAbout0022 LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT
We, the Senior Class of 1960, of Zephyrhills High School, being of sound (?) mind, memory, and
body, do hereby make, publish, and declare this to be our last will and testament:
To Z.H.S., our beloved Alma Mater, we leave the now silent halls down which our star-studded
feet have noisily trod and the rafters from which we have swung.
To Mr. Henderson, we present an autographed picture of the Class of '60 to hang in his office, so he
can say he "knew us when".
To the best Senior sponsor in the world, Coach Clements, we leave all our left-over souvenirs of
Washington D.C.
To Mrs. Swing and Mrs. Hall, our ever-smiling Zephilsco sponsors, we bestow our sincere appreciation
for all their help and for allowing us to bring otu yo-yos to Annual Staff meetings.
To the Junior Class, we leave the secret word for entering the Senior homeroom and the Seniors' col-
lection of Yogi Bear pin-ups.
To the Sophomore Class, we leave our Junior Spacemen helmets and sightly-used Mardi Gras favors.
To the Freshman Class, we impart our slightly tarnished enthusiasm and our "never say die" spirit.
To the faculty, we entrust the memory of our intelligent, angelic countenances as we slept through
classes.
To the band, we relinquish the best Thursday evenings of our lives.
To the football, basketball, baseball, and track teams, and all other Z.H.S. players, we leave our
hoarse throats and bedraggled crepe paper pom-poms.
To the Zephilsco Staff of 1961, we disclose our dual slogans of "What, me worry?" and "Let George do
it.
I, Robert Campbell, Senior Class President, leave Ron Anderson my ability to spell trigon-er-TRIG
and to pass this class by doing my homework in other teachers' classes.
I, Patty Sante, will to Carol Smith my ability to go steady with a boy for two years and then marry him,
and to Janet Fisher, my "natural" blonde hair and my red leotards.
1, Vivian Geiger, leave to Alice Bembry my delicate blush and my dimples, and to Marion Canady I
leave my freckles and my sophisticated giggle.
I, Norman Kirkland, will to Shirley Temples my car,"Nellie Bell", if she is crazy enough to take "her."
1, Frankie Coell, give to Ronald Eskelund my maroon angora muffler, so lie can survive the open win-
dows on cold days in Mrs. Gill's class.
I, Jeannette Howell, leave to Merrily Baggett my shy, bashful ways toward boys and my quiet, untalk-
ative nature.
I, Della Fae Smith, relinquish to Joan Shannon my record of making the highest grades in the Senior
Class, and to Frances McKee my ability to decorate my left hand with a ring.
I, Cathy Skinner, entrust to Mary Pattie my ability to decide on one color to keep my hair - olive green.
I, Bob Baggett, would will to Richard Adams my looks, personality, brains, wit, money, and talent,
but I don't want people to think I'm conceited.
I, Juanita Summerall, pass on to Fay McAllister my skill at standing on my head in Physical Education
and also my houseslippers.
I, Lee Blackden, relinquish to Richard Miles my title of "Best Looking Senior Boy."
I, Irene Nichols, give to Jeannette Karppe my old, battered-up notebook with its secret compartment for
cheat sheets and boy's phone numbers.
I, Edelma Sergey, will to Don Dunford my pantaloons and gloves to keep warm in American Problems
class, in case he fails and is crazy enough to take it again.
I, Gary Martinson, bequeath to Wayne Carter my ability to make straight A's in Physics (?) - and my one
fault of lying!
I, Libby Jarrett, impart to Betty Sanford my poker face and shy ways around school, and to Mary Alice
Gill I leave my trophy for being the only girl with the "intestinal fortitude" to join the Road-e-o
for two years.
I, Janet Weicht, leave to Dottie Daniels my height of 4'3" and the presidency of D.C.T.
I, J.W. Wells, give to Woody Cone my keen eyesight and my small, dainty feet!
I, Linda Lou Lohrum, will to Ronald Tanney my reserved manner and shy giggle and my ability to argue
with the teacher and not get a detention.
I, Carolyn Jarrett, will to Mollie Pope my ability to type with my gloves on.
I, Joe Laviano, leave to Judy Deen my quiet nature and to Enzell Ward my nasty disposition.
I, Barbara Haynes, leave to Glenna Nichols my natural blonde hair and my unused bottle of peroxide.
I, Lynn Nichols, leave to Donnie Stokes my clean-cut language and to John Goodrow I leave my old
diet book.
I, Richard Reisen, relinquish to Burman Baker my aptitude for giving speeches anywhere except in
speech class.
I, Janice Houck, bequeath to Constance Waldron my title of "Friendliest Senior Girl, " and to Ann Fazio
I leave my big blue eyes.
I, Larry Benjamin, will to Art McKendree my bow-legs and record of never dating the same girl twice.
I, Dedi Anderson, bequeath to Lola Padgett my contagious enthusiasm, in hopes it will catch on at
pep rallies; and to Judy Williamson I leave my now famous trait of being the person to whom is most
often spoken three little words - - "You're late again!"
I, Jerry Peters, leave to Paul Yebba my ability to have a car and a girl and keep both going steady.
I, Brenda Daughtery, bequeath to Melissa Lippincott the lost chord which I found during my Senior year
in band.
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