I, Beatrice Aakre will my Monday morning lecture to Bonnie Fraley, Gayle Iverson, and Susan Palmbush in hopes they make more of an impression on them than they did me.

I, Charlotte Aakre, will everyone four years of high school education to anyone who will make the most of them.

I, Helen Aitken, will my chemistry equipment to John Bebich in hopes he will blow up the school.

I, Marjorie Allum, being of sound mind will my ability to fall for out-of- town basketball players to any girl who can pay the telephone bill.

I, Ted Ader, will my good car (Chev) to by brother Ben in hopes he runs it better than I did.

I, Dreena Armstrong, will the beaten path by the boiler room entrance to my brother David. That is if Mr. H. takes the chain off the door.

I, Sue Asbridge, being of somewhat sound mind hereby will Shelby High School to the Presidents Poverty Program.

I, Sherry Aschim, will the old moldy smelly teni-runners and the sweatshirt that stuck to them to Miss Maggie G. in hopes that she can use them for next year's Faculty skit.

I, Bonnie Baker, will my Southern accent to anyone who wants it.

I, Glenn Baker, will this whole smelly school and office to anyone that is dumb enough to take it.

I, Diane Bell, will the artificial bandage I used on my thumb in Typing II class, to Miss Graham in hopes you will remember the class of '66.

I, Cheryl Bellamy, will to some Junior the ability to have 6th period completely free to use as he sees fit.

I, Evelyn Bergstrom, will all the mistakes I made in the paper this year, to next years editor who can use them as fill-ins.

I, Bill Berland, will my faithful typewriter to anyone who needs a friend.

I, Howard Bouma, will to Aleda Robinson all the teachers in C.H.S., except Casselman.

I, Alexa Cannon, will my space in the parking lot to Bob Rivinoja, who usually got it anyway.

I, Lorna Carlson, will my ability not to talk every minute of the day to my sister Susan in hopes that she will no longer get in trouble with Mr. Love for having her mouth open.

I, Rita Cheek, will to my sister, Arlene, my great singing ability because it would make her so much better.

I, Nancy Christaens, will my ability to talk my way out of things to Melvin because he sure needs it.

I, Sharon Curry, will my ability to drive over cement walls to my sister Lavonna who was the cause of it all.

I, Dennis DeVries, will all the fun in Mr. Herman's seventh period "Happy Hour" to Jim Elings who has already got a good start.

I, Gwen Elings, will the year 1966 to historian so that they can write it up as the best year in history.

I, Dian Elkins, will my locker, number 21, next to the boys lavatory to anyone who enjoys being pushed into the boys room.

I, Pat Elsberry, will by ability to chicken out of playing a solo at District Festival to Louie Lederer.

I, Dale Floerchinger, will my brownie points from Mr. Cornn to Ted Peters.

I, Harriet Gernaat,will my ability to get along with Al to Phyllis in hopes she and Jim quit fighting.

I, Mary Gustafson, will my nice quiet ways to Debbie Gage.

I, Mike Habets, will my good times in Band to Jeff Johnson in hopes that he will enjoy them as much as I did.

I, Susan Habets, will to Greg my ability to keep my blouse or shirt tucked in during school.

I, Candace Hamiliton, will my locker to anyone who is good at rushing people out of the way.

I, John Hefty, will the hand-blown vase in the library to Mrs. Ferguson.

I, Terry Holstine, will to Miss Graham the use of her room in 6th period.

I, Vicki Humble, will to Linda Tempel the halls of C.H.S. in hopes she doesn't get smashed between tall people and lockers as I did.

I, Jim Jarchow, will my second period Algebra II class to anyone stupid enough to take it and smart enough to pass it.

I, Mary Jung, will all the times Miss Graham got mad at me because she thought I was skipping. Also, anyone who can use all the MJ's and DB's written on the walls, floors, ceilings, and desks can have them.

I, Karlyn Kellogg, will all the fun and good memories I've had at C.H.S. to Rick.

I, Susan Kieft, will what's left of my typing eraser to Coty and Bob.

I, Carl Kochman, will my ability to get l's at the District Festival to Betty Ellis.

I, Veronica Kocsis, will to Miss Graham a smarter class in Bookkeeping to Linda Hurlbert, the ability to get the guy she wants, and to Mike McClue a can of hair spray so he can keep his hair from blowing into his face.

I, Paul Kronebusch, will my old Vo. Ag. notes to Joe DeStaffany in hopes he won't use them because he couldn't read then any how.

I, Pat Lipp, will to Raymond the ability to throw paper airplanes out Mr. Love's window, in hopes that he doesn't get caught, and get a 1,000 word theme.

I, Lorna Loeffler, will all my bookkeeping to Phylis Emery and hope she can do better than I did.

I, Allen McCracken, will my bookkeeping to Gerald Halverson in hopes that his cousin will help him like she did me.

I, Gib McKinley, will a tree that was killed on a hunting expedition above Dupuyer Creek, to Rick Kellogg, Ron Ratliff, and Greg Senden.

I, George Marble, being of somewhat sound mind and body, will to Miss Graham all of the chewing gum that is stuck under the desks in school, so that she may use it to keep her car together for a couple more years.

I, Kathy Mariana, will my ability to be tardy to Laura Berg which combined with her "promptness" should enable her to make it to school by noon.

I, Louis Mink, will my ability not to skip school to John Van Dyke.

I, Susan Minor, will my shyness and ability to hold my temper when things go wrong to my sister Barbara in hopes that she can do the same.

I, Guy Miser, will my ability to put miles on the car between Conrad and Valier to Gary Boucher in hopes he will get some good use from it.

I, Helen Oliver, will my ability to speak English correctly to Miss Graham, so she'll be at least partly understood when she cmes to visit me in New Zealand.

I, Carolyn Olson, will 6th period study hall to my sister in hopes that she gets more done than I did.

I, David Pauli, will my five o'clock milk route to anyone who likes going to bed early.

I, Judy Pearson, will my ability to explode lab equipment to anybody else who wants that talent.

I, Eve Peters, do hereby will all my worldy experiences during my high school years to my kid brother.

I, Karen Rettinger, being of somewhat sound mind do hereby will all the trouble I have had on Bkkp. sets and projects to Miss Graham's next years Bkkp. class.

I, David Ries, wlll My Trig. and Solid Geo. books to any Junior who is willing to try his or her luck at it.

I, Eileen Ries, will my typewriter to my sister in hopes that she will pass her timed writings.

I, Jennette Ries, will my books, pencil ends, and used notebooks to the rest of the Ries's. I, Norbert Ries, will my good vocabulary of foul words to anyone who wants to try his or her luck at bookeeping.

I, Bert Rigby, will my 42I8.6 brownie points from Mr. Cornn to my sister.

I, Tom Robinson, wlll my broken golf clubs and hacked golf balls to John Yunck, David Armstrong, and D.G. when she learns how.

I, Jeanne Rogers, will my ability to get through high school to my sister Bev, who needs it.

I, Jacque Russell, will my recently customized International to Rick Kronebusch who I know will appreciate it.

I, Clevon Schultz, will my ability to get along with all my teachers to Dennis Stokes.

I, Dale Seifert, will by ability to skip school and get away with it to any- body who can't.

I, Mary Sincavage, will David Pauli to anyone that thinks they can get him from me.

I, Richard Skov, being of sound mind will by ability to get along with Mr. Herman to Ralph Lindberg.

I, Marilyn Snortland, will the Senior's Home Room to all the Juniors and hope they have as much fun as we did.

I, Terry Sutherland, will my ability to find the tape in Mechanical Drawing to anyone who has a classmate like Rita Cheek that keeps it all the time.

I, Jueleen Torske, will my bookkeeping knowledge to some unsuspecting Junior who is foolish enough to take the course.

I, Larry_Turk, will my reserved room at the Old Jail House to Jim Gage in case he needs a rest.

I, Jerry Vandenacre, will my exceptional speed, not accuracy, to any desperate hunt and peck typing student.

I, Lil Van Dyke, will all my bookkeeping workbooks, and sets to my brother John, hoping he will have better luck than I did.

I, LaVerne Weisgram, will all the bad luck in typing to Miss Graham for all the times she found one extra mistake in my time writes and one fifth of Burbon to Mr. McGillvray and Jim Syvertson.

I, Sandra Weisgram, will my ability to get along with Miss Graham with my bookkeeping after classes to any poor junior who takes Bookkeeping.

I, Terry Bakken, will my ability to sprain my ankles to Bob Rivinoja in hopes he won't get as many as I did.

I, Ralph Dyrud, will my cherry bombs to my brother in hopes that he has better success blowing up the boiler room than I did.