Broken Bow High School - Warrior Yearbook (Broken Bow, NE)

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 B. B. H.S. REMINISCENCES

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Class History The history of the class of ’47, a record of the acts and deeds of this year’s seniors, their faculty, and friends, is one of which any group might he proud. Although handicapped at the beginning of their first year by the traditional trademark, “green freshmen”, they soon proved themselves to be the equals of their upperclassmen. The patriotism of the class was clearly expressed by their very lucrative sale of bonds and stamps. Never to be forgotten is the winning of the interclass basketball tournament. All athletic abilities disappeared from the masculine members of the class, however, as a hilarious Sadie Ilawkins party was staged. At this and at all other activities they were aided by their capable sponsors, Miss Ray and Mr. Rounds. Executive duties were carried on by Phil Stockham, president; Margaret Hicks, vice-president; Mary Carothers, secretary; Dick Wattles, treasurer; Pat Mohatt, sergeant-at-arms. During the second year they held but one party. On this occasion rabbits, Spanish dancers, and characters of comic stories were in evidence although many of the conservative type came dressed as students of B. R. H. S. At this Halloween party, records, a loud speaker system, and the spirit of the pioneers were responsible for many of the sophomores learning to dance. A picnic at Cramer’s Canyon concluded sophomore adventures. Bob Spanel was elected helmsman while other officers were Marva Best, vice-president ; Mary Carothers, secretary; Shirley Evans, treasurer. Miss Ray was again the sponsor. Hamburgers, coffee, cakes, doughnuts! These foods, their preparation, and their sale will always bring memories of broken bottles, spilled mustard, and the task of financing the junior-senior banquet, to the members of the class of '47. Mrs. Miller and Mr. Rounds displayed culinary qualities by which the juniors were astonished and for which they were grateful. A very successful banquet with an Arabian theme was the reward for their toils. All celebrating was therefore condensed into one day, the beginning of vacation. The group then went to Victoria Springs where the clothing, if not the merry spirit, of the class was dampened by boating, water fights, and rain. Class officers were: president, Ray McMurtry; vice-president, Roger Relph; secretary, Shirley Evans; Treasurer, Betty Swift; sergeant-at-arms, Phil Stockham. As the doors of the Broken Bow High School were again swung open the class of '47, the occupants of the choicest seats in convocation, the seniors, the ones who are excelled by none (with the possible exception of the faculty) passed through the portals to one last year of learning. Announcements were ordered, pictures were taken, and thoughts were focused on the hour when they would be graduated. Roger Relph was promoted to president and his cabinet included Margaret Hicks, vice-president; Gretchen Lomax, secretary; Betty Swift, treasurer; George Govier, sergeant-at-arms. Does the graduation of these seniors mark the end of the history of the class of ’47, or does it signify the point from which they will continue their struggles without the aid of their alma mater? Careful consideration will show that it does neither. As long as a member of the class is to be found on the face of the earth the history of the class is incomplete and, indeed, they will never cease to be benefited by the knowledge received, the character built, and the good times enjoyed in Broken Bow. 24 Tlu' Warrior ’47

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Class Prophecy The Indians of '47 have been absent from B. B. H. S. many years. Just to make sure that these brave warriors have not been forgotten and gone the way of the dinosaur, we are going to jump upon our pinto ponies and take you to the tepees of these unconquerable braves and squaws. Still living on the ole B. B. Reservation and keeping the home fires burning are Mary Streit-wieser caring for the hearthstone and Jackie’s peace pipe, Marydean Brindell tending little Linder injuns, and Norma Myers still anchored and looking with fond admiration at her big chief basking in the sun. Ah! it all looks so peaceful and homelike. Glad-heart Shirley Souders is busy being a coach’s wife. Trying to remember all those football plays and scores is really baffling. Jerry, Remote-Control, Borchers is managing a fine clothing store for the elite of the prairie. Donna Jean Broyles, Arlene Peterson, and Beverly Farmer are the speed typists of a big Morning Sun Corporation which is owned by the brain and the brawn, Marvin Broadbent and Ray McMurtrv, respectively. Now it is Saturday. The neighboring tribe challenges Broken Bow at the usual football game. Well! Look who’s coaching the Indians! Dick Wattles and his assistant is Roger Relph who is also the chemistry teacher in our old alma mater. Betty Ahl boasts of being the owner of the only creamery in the pueblo and she is one of the best cream testers in the entire clan. Shirley Keays is in the height of her glory. She is the first maiden of the clothes designing department for the Powers Girls. Her success may be attributed to the fact that she had had previous experience as a dancer in the Wicked War Chant Pow-Wow. Professor Jack Nelson is improving on the atom bomb. He is now taking the place of Einstein as the greatest brain of all time. Alfred Geeslin, John Gishpert, and Roland Cooks-ley are beating the drums and tapping the tambourines with the Philadelphia Harmonic Orchestra, thanks to their musical education back at B. B. II. S. under Chief Tutor Rounds. Bessie Pomplun is the debate-coax-hard-persistent and determined maiden, and from her high school experience we know that she really can make people believe red is white. Faith Mattox, Sara, and Evelyn Baker are living on small reservations. Each night while redskin hubby does the chores the squaws gather the eggs. The prima donna Rena Van Arsdale is whooping it up as the greatest alto soloist for the exclusive Metropolitan Opera Company in pulsating New York City. Jack Crouch has recently achieved the title of Virulent-Masculine-Featherweight Champion of 1970. Swoon! Swoon! Starring tonight is the crooner Bobbie Spanel who won the Nobel Prize for his rich and mellow rendition of “RED WING”. At one of the side tables of the MIDNIGHT MONSTROSITY is Betty Swift who has come to the village from her rancho for a little excitement. Herman Haefele for president! That is the tribal chant heard in 1969. Dipping his oars in the same political sea of contention is a great grandson of the Mayos, Frank, who is aiming at the same target as the invincible Herman. “Off we go into the wild blue yonder.” That’s what Shirley Piper and Shirley Pruner are singing since they have been brave enough to sail in “canoes with wings” as air stewardesses. Lavonne Snyder and Shirley Coble own a drug store at the corner of Bow and Arrow St., and their pharmacist is Gwen Chase, chief mixer of fire water. The motto of Shirley and Lavonne, who have worked here before, is “Don’t overdo it”. By pony express we hear that Leola Tyson is teaching Math at the University of Nebraska. She inherited her knowledge of ciphers from the great spirit, Waubeyon, or in our language, Professor Adams. Eugene Sherbeck, Merle McCaslin, and Paul Si-monton are operating dude ranchos in competition with their neighbors, the Navajos. It’s nice that they can be so near each other and smoke their pipes while asking the Gods to send rain for their crops. Duane Martin and his kootchy-kooey wife are operating a restaurant and boarding house just for the village high school boys. For extra pin money they weave baskets. Dr. Stockham wanted in surgery! Dr. Stockham! Well, Phil with his infectious smile became a surgeon and now he is working in one of the largest hospitals in the country. In this same hospital we find three of the girls, Mary Jo Moran, Margaret Hicks, and Man- 26 The Warrior ’47