The Mount Ayr chapter of the Future Teachers of America organized September 16, 1946. Election of officers was held. Officers elected were: President, Hazel Smith, Vice-president, Jeralyn Price, Secretary, Shirley Irving, Treasurer, Dorothea Kilgore, Reporter, Irene Todd.

     Two members of our class were chosen to be delegates to the State Teacher's Convention in Des Moines. They attended an F.T.A. banquet in the evening at the First Baptist Church.

     During the Christmas season the girls had a party at the home of their president, Hazel Smith. The program consisted of caroling, a chili supper, games, and a gift exchange.

     The 1946-1947 Journalism department was organized with Miss Jones as their advisor, Thomas Dennis as editor, and Jean Thompson as assistant editor.

      The sports editor during the year who covered the sports department was Frank Mosier.

     Bill Spence was the humor columnist and writer of "Vacuum Cleaner." Jean Thompson reported news of the music department.

     Other reporters include Irene Todd, Margaret Turner, Jeanne Slavik, Doris Pratt, Jessie Saville, Ed Bryan, Don Daughton, Margaret Pickens and Terry Swift, until the time he left Mount Ayr.

      The typists for the department during the year were Ann Galloway, Hazel Smith, and Claire Foltz.

     The Juniors, during the year, had no parties. They seemed to be conserving their energy to put forth great effort on the annual custom of entertaining the Senior Class. There was a battle royal over the form this entertainment would be; the factions for the Prom and for the Banquet were pretty evenly matched, and, in fact, the problem was finally decided by Mrs. Smith, the class sponsor, and Mr. Steele. The solution was satisfactory to all, a combination prom and banquet, the banquet to take the earlier part of the evening and the prom to finish out the evening.

     Class Officers: President - Terry Swift, Vice president - John Ruckman, Secretary - Leota Lovitt, Treasurer - Vincel Ferree.

     On Monday, December 16, 1946, the Sophomore class sponsored a class aprty. Those on the refreshment committee were Margaret Pickens, Vincel Ferree, Buddy Butler and Donald Daughton.      The gym was decorated with red and green crepe paper.

     Square dancing, round dancing, Winkum and Musical Chairs were some of the things enjoyed during the evening. Belle Sickels, Leota Lovitt and Beth Richardson were selected as the game committee. A White Elephant Grab Bag was enjoyed by those who exchanged gifts.

     At the time the Ayrian was printed the Freshman Class hadn't, as yet, held any parties. The main event of the year for the class, had been the Freshman Initiation Day.

      A few weeks ago I read a story, "No More Frontiers." The title struck me as romantic, and, after reading the book I laid it aside, fully convinced that there were no more frontiers - no more worlds to conquer. That same day I found myself reading the current issue of a well-known science magazine. Suddenly the folly of that hackneyed expression, "No More Frontiers" struck me. Why, here right before me, in this very magazine, were accounts of hundreds of new frontiers that had been conquered or still remained as unknown territory. Science, Medicine, Mechanical Engineering, all were faced with various problems that were still there, waiting for some pioneer to push the frontier a little farther on.

      When the hardy American pioneers, pushing ever westward, were finally halted by the broad Pacific Ocean, they felt that they had truly conquered a country. For them the wheels of progress had come to a stop; they were content to settle down and "stay put." Most of them had spent their lives in struggling with the trails and hardships of the new country. They were old - and they were tired; they had earned a rest.

     But their children, like all youth since the beginning of time, refused to stay put. Despite the declaration of their parents that progress was doomed to a standstill, they insisted upon trying new things. Since the land had been exhausted, they turned to the sciences; conquering diseases, learning to fly, inventing horseless carriages, and exploring a million other new fields of progress. A few, searching for virgin land, finally found it - Alaska. The wasteland to the north suddenly took on a new importance. Gold had been discovered, Alaskan furs brought fancy prices on domestic markets; for a time there was a real, tangible, frontier. But soon this generation grew older. Fires kindled by the hopes and restlessness of youth began to cool. They sat in their comfortable homes, before warm fires, and they too became content. For them there were no more frontiers.

     The new generation arose, bringing with it new ideas and new methods. These were the years when automobiles were getting a good foothold in the public fancy. The flying machine built by two bicycle repair men back at the turn of the century now took on a new and sinister purpose. War had been declared - war such as civilized men had never before generated. The youth of the nation found in this great carnage many more frontiers. Some concentrated on inventing new and more horrible methods to kill their fellow men. Others worked frantically to perfect new medical and surgical processes that would save lives. After the war frontiers were discovered in the fields of transportation and communication. The scientists and inventors who had been working on inventions of war began to turn their talents to these problems. But they too grew old. They began living in the past, fully convinced that they had exhausted all remaining frontiers.

     As they reminisced, their children were attending school, learning what had been done, and what remained to do. This is our generation. Our parents are dismayed at our actions. They forgot that they are becoming old, that each new generation brings with it new ideas and new frontiers. They live in the ast, remembering only the activities that they carried on.

     It's up to us. We are the scientists and inventors of the new few years. We will be the "Madam Curies" and the "General Eisenhowers" of the future. We will find the new frontiers, make the new laws. Many of us will be remembered by the posterity; all of us will leave our mark, however small, on that great wall known as the frontier, until one day when, becoming old and beginning to live in the past, we sall say to our children, "No More Frontiers."

      Our high school career is finished and our records are put away for future reference. Some of us have expanded every effort possible to make our record a remarkable one, but many of us have not. We were lazy. We cut corners here, and slid down banisters there; in fact, we did most anything to make our work easier. We didn't realize at the time that we were infringing on the rights of others. We though only of ourselves and our own selfish interests.

      But now our high school days are over, and we will be continuing our lives in many different types of occupations. Occupations in which we will have no teachers or friends to help us. We will have to do our own work and through this work we will begin spreading our wings. Yes, wings which are broadened in scope and strengthened in power by the knowledge and experience we gained through our school work. And this knowledge and experience will aid us to be more successful in our life's work. Maybe this life's work won't lead us to fame and it may not pay high wages but it can be founded on honest labor. If we don't cheat and if we don't push other people aside because of our own selfish interests, we can proudly take our place in the world. Then we can be happy, too, happy with the thought that our lives are worth living. And as we continue living and prospering, we can be proud to tell our children and our children's children that the class of 1947, our class, produced not just one man, or just one woman, but many fine men and many fine women.

      May I state that if the actual activity, ten years from now, of any person included in this prophecy in anyway resembles the activity specified in this written document, the occurrance is purely co-incidental, and we should all have pity upon that individual.

     Ten years and a few months from now, in fact on Friday 13, September, 1957, I can imagine climbing into my car at my home in the suburbs of Yashackville, Missouri, previously known as St. Louis until Eldon Yashack with his attractive personality gained the position of mayor and through his influence the name of the city was changed.

     Yes, I climbed into my car that Friday 13th to tour the country and visit old classmates. Suspecting that several of my classmates never drifted far from the old home community, I immediately drove back to Mount Ayr.

     Here I found Howard Bryan as a professional butcher. You remember Howard used to be fairly quiet but after butchering so long he had developed quite a knack for chewing the fat.

     Furthermore, I found Peggy Gean Foltz, but she was no longer a Foltz. She informed me that following graduation she worked as a secretary and then married a trapper; she and her husband were then living in Mount Ayr.

     Over in the park I saw two men sobbing on each other's shoulders and telling each other about their personal problems of family life. Upon investigation I found these two men to be the poor hen-pecked husbands of Alice Gardner and Delores Reynolds.

     Dean Gardner had set up a whistle factory. After having raised hogs for the sake of pork production back during the war, he now raised them so he could put the squeal in his whistles. He had Gerold Willey employed as his technician who did the actual work of transplanting the pig squeal into the whistle.

     Hearing some of my classmates had located in the Clearfield vicinity, I drove to Clearfield where Norma Baker and her husband lived on a small acreage. Duane Knight secured management of a drugstore in Clearfield and Dot Dailey worked at the soda fountain. She joked with the kids that would skip school and come down to the drug store for a coke. She remembered her own experiences in school.

      I drove to Diagonal and thought about leaving my car there and taking a train to Des Moines, but when I went to the depot and talked to the agent, Bill Kimberlin, I immediately decided to drive my car because Bill Knight would be the engineer on the train that I would ride to Des Moines.

     Driving through Creston, I saw Doris Mathany. She informed me that she worked at the city library and that she roamed with Margaret Yashack and her husband. Margaret worked at the bank so her lazy husband didn't even try to get a job, but after three babies came into the family he stayed at home to take care of the kids. Poor Jim Braby.

     Dave Foltz had settled in Afton in what he considered a very respectable business. I saw Dorothy Jackson and she told me she had been working for Dave ever since he had purchased the junk yard. Her job was to wreck and tear apart old machinery and cars that Dave bought.

     East of Afton I passed the Marvin Reynolds Dairy. Near the farm appeared such signs as "Better Betters Everything" and "Milk Makes Muscle."

     Driving along, I turned in on KSIB at Creston and heard Stan Smith presenting one of his daily programs. I turned to another station for a while. Turning back to Creston I heard Bill Spence starting a program, a comedy show. So Bill had never yet given up trying to be funny.

     Nearing Winterset I saw advertisements and it seemed that Faye Lane was a head hunter or something, but finally the last of a series of signs revealed that she operated a beauty parlor.

      I stopped in Winterset to call Des Moines to make a hotel reservation for the night but as soon as the Winterset operator answered I recognized a gay and crisp voice of an operator I used to hear when I made calls out of Mount Ayr - Marilyn McClelland. I stood there in the phone booth for some few minutes talking with Marilyn until she told me Ed main operated a hotel there in Winterset so I didn't call Des Moines. I stayed at Ed's hotel. What a night! What a bed!!! I mean what a bed. It was as hard as a floor.

     The next morning I ate breakfast at Jim Sheil's restaurant. The waitress, Julia Maggard, and I were visiting when Jim came roaring forward and shoved Julia aside and scolded her for flirting with his customers.

     I drove on to Des Moines that morning. At the edge of Des Moines I stopped at Jim Monaghan's gas station to purchase gasoline. Jim was laughing when he capped the tank. I still don't know what he poured into the tank, but when I stepped on the starter, I blew the whole manifold out of the motor. Up the street was Everett Collier's garage. He came down after my car and took it to the garage to be repaired. He told me that if I needed a vehicle within the next couple of days, I better just go on up town and buy a bicycle at the Frost Bicycle Agency. So Harold Frost was selling bicycles! I traveled over town with taxies and streetcars since my car was in the garage. It seemed to me that a surprisingly large number of classmates had drifted to Des Moines. There was Harold Vance working in the doll buggy department of a toy factory. Hazel Ruckman as a florist, and Wayne Foltz working in the state house - as a janitor. And when I visited a jewelry shop, no, not for a diamond, jus to have my watch repaired, I was greeted from behind the counter by Olive Reynolds. The salesman ship of the girl - before I left the place I'd spent about $60.00.

     Out at the airport I saw Iris Rinehart for a moment between flights. She was a stewardess for the United Air Lines.

     I bought a newspaper from a newsboy to get the latest pertaining to a big fire in Des Moines. It described the fire, spoke of the injured, and told of the care they were receiving in the Municipal Hospital. The article also told of the extensiveness of activity which nurse, Jane Bliss, and her assistant, Louise Lorimor, played in the care of the patients. The news article, I noticed, bore the signature of Ivan Dolecheck.

     Leaving Des Moines and heading southwest I found several old classmates scattered throughout the southwestern part of the state. There was Avery Sheldon operating a molasses mill, Donella Shields married to a great big six foot six fellow who in spite of his size was seriously hen-pecked. Irene Todd was operating a large department store, and there was Ernest Nichols (you remember how in vocational agriculture he always planned to do farming on a large scale?). well he was running a little greenhouse.

      Aileen Hogue was a hotel elevator operator in Keokuk.

     Wilbur Kimball worked on a toll-bridge crossing the Mississippi. When I crossed the bridge he said, "Fifty cents for the car." But I refused to sell and drove on.

     Over in Illinois I found Dwaine Morgan as a popular physician and Dick Richardson as a real estate agent. He tried to sell me some land, one hundred miles northeast of Chicago, but I was afraid it might be pretty wet. Also there was Shirley Irving as a psychology teacher. She had promoted the idea of teaching by use of comic strips. She remembered how many she had seen around M. A. H. S. and how interested the kids were in such written material. Through her influence and the publication of her comic magazine, Vic Harsh became famous as a cartoonist.

     All the rest of the class had drifted quite a distance from home. Rollin Noble, after having lived on mud roads while a boy and learning to drive on those clay hills, had obtained a job as a taxie (sic) driver in Los Angeles.

     Down in the Ozarks I approached a small country hut. Out in the yard was a barefooted woman making soap, Ann Galloway. She used to think she'd never enjoy that type of living conditions but now she really appreciated life. Her husband, Bill Pratt, was lazily drooped into a hammock between two pine trees while a large dog snored beside him. Such a peaceful scene! And around the corner of the smoke-house peeked two little dirty faces. Oh, well. I found Hazel Smith raising cane with her husband down in Alibama (sic) - sugar cane that is.

     I fond Arlene Main in Cincinnati employed in a crab apple perfume factory. Ann Florea was in Texas as a rancherette. Lyle Rogers used his brain and became a professor in Vermont. Clair Foltz was in Oregon in the orchard business.

     But Frank Mosier was the one fellow that really had left the country. He was a scientist over in Tibet studying some kind of bugs - lice or something.

     In the fall of 1935, thirty-five small, bashful children started to school with Miss Gray as their first grade teacher. They had high hopes of what would follow.

     They were: Laurence Bishop; Eula Dell Brooner; Howard Bryan; Robert Bryant; Evelyn Caldwell; Dorothy Dailey' Billie Ford; George Gibson, Jr.; Delores Herrington; Everett Kinder; Robert McCarty; James McDowell, Jr.; Jimmy Lee McHenry; Laretta Martin; Marilyn Moore; Clarence Newman; Billie E. Patterson; Sylvester Potter; Sylvia Potter; Billy E. Pratt; Lyle Rogers; Hazel Ruckman; Gaylord Scott; Dennis Jerald Sheil; Jimmy Sheil; Evelyn Skinner; Billy Spence; Virginia Mae Stuck; Jeanne Glennys; Earl Eugene Wood; Thelma Zintz; Doris Mae Zuber; Walter Alliss, Jr.; Richard Gibb.

     During the year they had the loss of these children: Eula Dell Broomer; Jimmy Lee McHenry; Sylvia Potter; Dennis Jerold Sheil; Jeanne Glennys; Walter Alliss, Jr.; Robert McCarty; Billie E. Patterson; Gaylord Scott; Evelyn Skinner; Earl Eugene Wood; Richard Gibb; Freddie Blythe; Eldon Campbell.

     They also had these news ones: Eldon Campbell; Joan Long; Alberta Wood; Freddie Blythe.

     On the first Monday of September 1936, the first grade entered the second grade with Miss Allyn as their teacher. They suffered the loss of the following: Richard Lindstrom; Laurence Bishop;; George Gibson, Jr.; Alberta Wood; Florea Random; Ruth Brower; Laretta Martin; Joan Long. Six new children entered the second grade. They were: Darlene Dulany; Marilyn Martin; Wayne Stringham; Richard Lindstrom; Eugene Stacy; Florea Random.

     As they grew older they were now ready for the third grade with Miss Surface as their teacher. They suffered a rather large loss this year. Those leaving were: Marilyn Moore; Eugene Stacy; Virginia Stuck; Marilyn Martin; Evelyn Caldwell; Lewis Martin; Doris Mae Zuber.

     They also had the following new ones: Alberta Wood, Joan Lesan; Avery Sheldon; Duane Knight; Eula D. Brooner; Lewis Martin; Gerold Willey.

      The class now had twenty-four pupils. After a hard struggle the third graders moved on to the fourth grade with Miss Whitehead as their teacher. They lost the following pupils: Billie Ford; Jimmy Sheil; Alberta Wood; Howard Bryan; Thelma Zintz; Delores Ogan. These new children entered: Eugene Stacy; Robert German; Billie Johnston; Johnnie Kuder; Delores Ogan; Phyllis Cavender; Irene Todd.

     Now they were ready for the fifth grade with Miss Rawlings as their guide. The following left the grade during the year: Eugene Stacy; Phyllis Cavender; Dean Zink. These joined the group: Howard Bryan; Bonnie Brower; Charles Stringham; Carol Lou Layton; Jimmy Sheil; Rose Mary Coy; Dean Zink.

     They were now ready for the sixth grade with Miss Lyon as their teacher. Those leaving us were: Wayne Stringham; Robert German; Norma Jean Easter; Everett Kinder. In the new student list we had: Norma Jean Easter; Ernest Nichols; Donald Straight. After working through the sixth grade they were ready to start the seventh or Jr. High. They had three teachers who were Miss Wangberg, Miss Lehmkuhl, and Mr. Firebaugh. The following left: Delores Herrington; Darlene Dulany; Joan Leason; Billie Johnston; Donald Straight; Sylvesta Potter; Donna Slama; Bonnie Brower; Robert Shields. The following entered during the year: Donna Slama; David Foltz; Richard Campbell; Lawrence Bostrum; Thomas Dennis; Robert Shields.

     With the helpful guidance of their teachers they were promoted to the eighth grade. This year they had Miss Lehmkuhl and Miss Wangberg as teachers. Those who left during the year were: Lawrence Bostrum; Richard Campbell; Louise Pyle;; Julia Maggard; Charles Stringham; Rose Mary Coy; Clarence Newman. They had the following new ones: Donald Straight; Harold Frost; Julia Maggard; Jimmy Monaghan; Louise Pyle. The room now had twenty pupils, sixteen boys and four girls.

     In the fall of 1943 we started to school as green freshman with Mrs. McFarland as our guide. Our class of nineteen was joined by thirty-nine students who has attended school elsewhere. The class included: Jane Bills; Howard Bryan; Bob Bryant; Max Buck; Everett Collier; Dorothy Dailey; Thomas Dennis; Ivan Dolecheck; Claire Foltz; David Foltz; Peggy Gean Foltz; Wayne Foltz; Harold Frost; Ann Galloway; Dean Gardner; Wanda German; Delores Hanks; Ailene Hogue; Dorothy Jackson; Billie Johnston; Raymond Karr; Duane Knight; Carol Lou Layton; Louise Lorimor; Julia Maggard; Arlene Main; Edward Main; Jimmy Monaghan; Janice Moon; Dwaine Morgan; Franklin Mosier; Ernest Nichols; Rollin Noble; Billie Pratt; Olive Reynolds; Richard Richardson; Iris Rinehart; Lyle Rogers; Hazel Ruckman; Richard Saville; Robert Saville; Mildred Scott; Jim Sheil; Avery Sheldon; Donella Shields; Hazel Smith; Billie Spence; Virginia Stuck; Burton Surface; Nina Sweeney; Irene Todd; Alice Waugh; Gerold Willey; Margaret Yashack; Eldon Yashack. During the year those that left were: Raymone Karr; Mildred Scott; Virginia Stuck; Burton Surface.

     We began the Sophomore year with six new members and Mrs. Harlan as our sponsor; Norma Baker; Betty and Bernice Hammond; Shirley Irving; and Jack Marshall were new members. Our class now consisted of fifty-nine students. During the process of the year we lost six students who were: Wanda German; Bill Johnston; Jack Marshall; Janice Moon; Richard and Robert Saville; Nina Sweeney.

      We began our junior year in which we gained four new students. They were Ann Florea; Faye Lane; Harold Vance; Virginia Stuck. During the year we lost Bob Bryant; Carol Lou Layton; Virginia Stuck; Betty and Bernice Hammond; Bill Scott; Max Buck. Our senior class now stands as follows: Norma Baker, Jane Bliss; James Brady; Howard Bryan; Everett Collier; Dorothy Dailey; Thomas Dennis; Ivan Dolecheck; Anne Florea; Claire Foltz; David Foltz; Peggy Gean Foltz; Wayne Foltz; Harold Frost; Ann Galloway; Alice Gardner; Dean Gardner; Delores Reynolds; Victor Hash; Aileen Hogue; Shirley Irving; Dorothy Jackson; Wilbur Kimball; Duane Knight; Faye Lane; Louise Lorimor; Marilyn McClelland; Julia Maggard; Arlene Main; Edward Main; Doris Mathany; Jim Monaghan; Dwaine Morgan; Franklin Mosier; Ernest Nichols; Rollin Noble; Bill Pratt; Marvin Reynolds; Olive Reynolds; Dick Richardson; Iris Rinehart; Lyle Rogers; Hazel Ruckman; Jim Sheil; Avery Sheldon; Donella Shields; Hazel Smith; Stan Smith; Bill Spence; Irene Todd; Harold Vance; Gerold Willey; Eldon Yashack; Margaret Yashack. Mr. Harland and Mr. Steele are the senior's sponsors.

Great memories will forever linger - the memories that we hold so dear,
Many are the things we'll cherish and the friends who we've found here.

A few of the things we can refer to along from time to time,
Is this of our class members by sketches done in rhyme.

One of the smallest of the 56 is Aileen Hogue, you know,
Who has that unforgettable laugh you here (sic) where'er you go.

Now we find Dave Foltz, a boy blond and tall,
So faithful to his music talent - he's always on the ball.

The majorette who lead (sic) the band,
Successfully, Ann Galloway held this stand.

Of the tall, dark boys of the senior class,
Fitting this description, Dean Gardner is one who will truly pass.

Dwaine Morgan, a future farmer he hopes to be,
If someone in class is sleeping, just look around and it's Dwaine you'll see.

Eldon Yashack cares not for ladies - they're silly he allows,
He'd rather spend his extra time among his horses and cows.

Iris Rinehart goes for skating and for dancing,
Just get out among the gang and you'll always see her prancing.

While some are wasting time - their thoughts from school are turning,
Tom Dennis cares not for that, and spends his time at learning.

Bill came to school to fit himself for college,
But I guess not all Spence has learned would be classed as knowledge.

For causing laughs Donney Shields holds high place,
'Cause when it comes to cracking jokes, Donella is an ace.

The cow that's won many ribbons rightfully belongs to Dick,
While Richardson works with cattle, Howard Bryan masters the butchering trick.

Hazel Ruckman is timid, bashful and she's shy,
But when she has a job to do, the rest fall back and sigh.

Dorothy Jackson's ever lasting smile is bright,
By mingling with a crowd Peg finds it her delight.

Irene Todd and Olive Reynolds will no doubt teachers be,
They'll get those kids taught something - you just wait and see.

Another future teacher we find her - Norma Baker,
But now we know she's making plans to be a model Homemaker.

Louise Lorimor's red hair and with freckles on her nose,
We find to be the friendly type, with a smile where ever she goes.

"Frank" Mosier has a gifted ability to learn,
When it come to sports writing we then to Franklin turn.

The snappy queen of the class is Hazel Smith,
Her catchy ways with the opposite sex, we inquire "Now who has she been with?"

"Frog Willey is daring and so bold,
In football Gerold's quite tough, now that's what I've been told.

Two names we find that farmer Stan, is chalked up with,
He goes by Stan and Jerry but it's really Stanley Smith.

James Brady, as you all know, is quite athletically inclined,
If it's a star in sports you need, Jim's one of the best you'll find.

Of the mighty masculine group Dolecheck is our man,
And we find that Ivan too is a star athletic fan.

The two Foltz brothers, Wayne and Claire, the girl charmers,
These FFA er's I suppose will soon be prosperous farmers.

We have another football fan, you all know Harold Frost,
When it comes to getting a goal "Tub' really gets acrossed.

"Hats off" to the two girls who both have picked a partner,
Namely Deloris Reynolds and also Alice Gardner.

One of our veterans is Harold Vance - the ladies he does charm,
We see him coming down the street with one upon each arm.

The girl so full of pep and vigor is Dorothy Dailey, so to say,
Who settles down for seriousness - then continues on her merry way.

Marilyn McClelland is one who knows what she's about,
She also knows her music, that there is no doubt.

One of the small, blond girls is namely Shirley Irving,
Her duty as a teacher you'll some day find her serving.

Among the quieter classmates is Rogers, I'm sure you all know Lyle,
Who, they tell me, has his bee tribe so well trained - they'll even march in single file.

A guy who is never where he really ought to be,
Is Duane Knight, who spends his time in other towns to see what he can see.

Victor Harsh and Marving Reynolds are members of this troup,
I wonder if they're in the "Henpecked Husband" group.

If you want to see one swell girl - It's Foltz, Geggy (sic) Gean,
Around a pretty green Chevy this girl is usually seen.

Jane Bliss has a laugh that's noted here by all,
Who really gets around, she's small and not so very tall.

Arlene Main is noted for her quiet and meek ways,
The way she rates, I guess it really pays.

"Eddy" Main who is always busy but never-the-less,
Our president leads us to victory - this we must confess.

Jim Sheil is a lad with personality plus,
He leads a life as restaurant waiter but never does he fuss.

It never leaves her - it's with her all the while,
For Anne Florea always carries with her a dandy great big smile.

Another member is Monaghan the great,
Jim's morning milkman work sometimes brings him to class late.

Three cheers for the blondies Collier, Knight and Pratt,
I guess Everett, Ed and Bill wil have to admit that.

Faye Lane is happier when on a pair of skates,
Out there on the roller rink she really gets the dates.

There's Julia Maggard, she's busy all the time,
I hope she doesn't mind - I find her name is hard to rhyme.

Avery Sheldon has a future plan - because he's college bound,
Who's ambition is to be a lawyer, can a better job be found?

Then there's "Erny" Nichols, who's know both far and near,
He's planning for a college and engineering career.

Noble, you all know Rollin, is interested in flying,
Some day he will have a plane, We're for you Rollin - keep on trying.

Then there's Doris Mathany, her ambition never fades,
She works and works and the Oh Boy! she too drags in good grades.

Two more vets I forgot to mention,
Wilbur Kimball and Bill Kimberlin I wish to bring to your attention.

These sketches as you notice are bum as bum can be,
But please try to over-look, 'cause it was written by me.

We enter now the gates of men
  To set a life-time stand;
We'll not forget the guiding light  Nor the helping hand.
We'll wave the colors of our school
  From dawn to set of sun;
We're on the field,  We will not yield,
     Until the battle's won.

As upward on life's path we tread
  Whenever we look down;
We'll think upon old Mount Ayr High
  As king upon a crown;
For in your halls we laughed and sang
  We learned of good and true;
We did our best,
  As all the rest,
     To win a place for you.

And in return you gave to us
  The happiness of youth;
Your doors were always open then
  To teach the right and truth;
So hold them open proud and strong
   As the years go by;
The life we live,  We'll proudly give,
     To dear old Mount Ayr High.

by Donella Shields

     In behalf of the senior class of Mount Ayr High School, city of Mount Ayr, County of Ringgold, State of Iowa, Western Hemisphere, we have called you, the heirs and assignees, together on this momentous occasion to listen to the reading of the last will and testament of said class, and to receive the last few gifts said class has to bestow upon you. The will proceeds as follows:

     FIRST: To our beloved faculty, we give and bequeath eternal relief from the pain and brain fatigue which were the results of their dealing with us.

     SECOND: To the lower classmen we leave our place on the honor roll. They will no doubt need it.

     FOURTH AND LAST: In addition, we bequeath the following individual property which, though it may seem trivial, we hope will be accepted as constant reminders of the class of '47:

NORMA BAKER wills her blushing ability when "certain people" are mentioned to Martina Stephens.

JANE BLISS wills her loyalty to the Booster Club to Margaret Pickens.

JAMES BRADY bequeaths one can of surplus energy which may be purchased at the Mount Ayr Store to Jim Mahan.

HOWARD BRYAN bequeaths the ability to wiggle his ears to Gene Sickels.

EVERETT COLLIER wills his blond curly hair and a bottle of Stag hair tonic to Jimmy German.

DOROTHY DAILEY bequeaths her meek and bashful ways and the ability to go to town 6th period to Lyndon Greimann.

THOMAS DENNIS wills his modest way of showing his affections to Harold Rice.

IVAN DOLECHECK wills his masculine physique to Donald Daughton.

ANNE FLOREA bequeaths the ability to confuse Mr. Elmore in classes to Mary Jo Cornelison.

CLAIR FOLTZ wills his happy smile and cheerfulness to Nina Parkhurst.

DAVID FOLTZ wills his ability to attract the opposite sex (without even whistling) to Jimmy Pottorff.

PEGGY GEAN FOLTZ wills a green Chevrolet to Edna Walters.

WAYNE FOLTZ'S careful and alert driving he leaves to Sonny Osborn.

HAROLD FROST wills his success of using the Du Barry Course to Loren Campbell.

ANN GALLOWAY wills the ability to attract the Blockton boys to Garnita Laird.

ALICE GARDNER wills her outstanding 4-H achievement to Margaret Turner.

DEAN GARDNER leaves his car load of girls at noon to Sammy Sickels, who seems already to be doing quite well.

DELORES REYNOLDS wills her ability to "catch a man' to her sister-in-law, Ramona Reynolds.

VICTOR HARSH wills his army experience to Verle Saltzman. Also included is his favorite pamphlet, "How to Get a Wife."

AILEEN HOGUE leaves her unforgettable giggle to Carralou Greene.

SHIRLEY IRVING and IRENE TOOD bequeath their position as T. T. L. girls to Dorothea Kilgore and Wanda Michaelson.

DOROTHY JACKSON wills the ability to talk the teachers out of tests to her brother Joe. Good luck, Joe.

WILBUR KIMBALL wills his interest in athletics (and the opposite sex) to Jim Jones.

BILL KIMBERLIN wills his pleasant personality and demure ways to Ervin Liles.

DUANE KNIGHT wills one free ride to Ellston to anyone who might have an interest there also.

EDWARD KNIGHT'S excursions to other towns and his knowledge of the people there he leaves to Delores McCombs.

FAYE LANE wills her position as waitress to Georgia Lamb.

LOUISE LORIMOR wills her red hair and three freckles to Mary Ann Moore.

MARILYN McCLELLAND leaves her lace as pianist in all musical groups to Joan Christiansen.

JULIA MAGGARD bequeaths her various number of boy friends to Betty Strange.

ARLENE MAIN'S commercial talents are to go to Jean Slavik.

EDWARD MAIN wills his ways with the girls to Edwin Bryan. Here's hoping the call you "Eddie", too.

DORIS MATHANY wills her excellent grades to "Red" Michael.

JIM MONAGHAN, "the mighty" wills his hope to become a man to Cyril Greene.

DWAINE MORGAN bequeaths his dancing and skating ability to Bob Martin.

FRANKLIN MOSIER wills his place as Sports Editor of the Student Ayr and his position as valedictorian to Jean Thompson.

ERNEST NICHOLS wills his exciting times on the school bus to Gene Zinn.

ROLLIN NOBLE wills a "Modern" A to anyone driving on mud roads.

BILL PRATT wills his ability to sleep in classes to "Hank" Prentis.

MARVIN REYNOLDS bequeaths one milk bucket and a cow to Dean Stuck.

OLIVE REYNOLDS wills her tall, blond-haired boyfriends to Lola Triggs.

DICK RICHARDSON wills his ability to find college "peroxide" blonds in strange towns to Kenneth Scott.

IRIS RINEHART leaves a pair of roller skates and the use of the rink to anyone capable of using it.

LYLE ROGERS wills his knowledge of "making honey" to Belle Sickels.

HAZEL RUCKMAN wills her charming way with the men to June Liles.

JIM SHEIL wills his career as a restaurant waiter to Louise Maggard.

AVERY SHELDON wills his high intelligence quotient to Laurence Bishop.

DONELLA SHIELDS bequeaths her eagerness to keep the halls quiet to Marilyn Denhart.

HAZEL SMITH wills her F. H. A. career to Iona Baker.

STAN SMITH wills his musical talents to anyone hoping to [?] at least KSIB.

BILL SPENCE'S ability to "pick up all the dirt" he leaves to Roy Armstrong.

HAROLD VANCE'S attraction to the Junior High girls he leaves to Buddy Butler.

GERALD WILLEY'S feminine appeal to the Creston girls he leaves to Mike Trimble.

ELDON YASHACK wills his boastful and boisterous ways to Dean Brand.

MARGARET YASHACK'S "fighting" good time during Mount Ayr-Diagonal games, she leaves to Doris Pratt.

     And to the remaining students in this school we bequeath a host of good qualities, which, because of the vast number, would take too much time to enumerate. To the school go the honors we have won for you, and may you remember us through them, as we shall you.

     IN WITNESS WHEREOF, we the Class of '47, have to this, our last will and testament, set our hands and seal this nineteenth day of May, One Thousand Nine Hundred and Forty-seven.

(Signed) The Senior Class of 1947

CALENDAR OF EVENTS
for 1946 - 1947 school year

August 26		. . . .		Football Practice
August 29		. . . .		Registration
August 31		. . . .		Teachers' Meeting
September 2		. . . .		School Opens
September 12		. . . .		Tri-County Institute

Football Season September 13 to November 19

October 11		. . . .		End of First Six Wks.
October 12		. . . .		South Central Teachers Meeting
October 22		. . . .		Blue Grass Conference Meeting
November 6		. . . .		P. T. A.
November 7		. . . .		State Teachers' Meeting
November 8		. . . .		State Teachers' Meeting

November 19 Basketball Season to February 21

November 22		. . . .		End of 2nd Six Wks.
November 28		. . . .		Thanksgiving Vacation
November 29		. . . .		Thanksgiving Vacation
December 4		. . . .		P. T. A.
December 12		. . . .		Athletic Rules Meeting 7:30
December 18		. . . .		Loring Campbell 3:00 Assembly Program
December 20		. . . .		Christmas Vacation Begins
January 1		. . . .		Christmas Vacation Ends
January 8		. . . .		P. T. A.
January 9		. . . .		Elizie R. Brown 11:00 Assembly Program
January 10		. . . .		End of 1st Semester Tests
February 5		. . . .		P. T. A.
February 19		. . . .		Plantation Singers, 8 p.m.
February 21		. . . .		End of 4th Six Wks.
March 3		. . . .		P. T. A.
March 28		. . . .		George DeMott 9:00 a.m. Assembly Program
April 2		. . . .		P. T. A.
April 3		. . . .		Easter Vacation Begins
April 4		. . . .		End of 5th Six Wks.
April 7		. . . .		Easter Vacation Ends
May 7		. . . .		P. T. A.
May 13		. . . .		Semester Tests
May 15		. . . .		Commencement
May 16		. . . .		End of 2nd Semester School Closes

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Class of 1947 Reunions

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