Central High School - Tawasi Yearbook (Grand Junction, CO)

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anet 'Pxafe ieccf The '54 Tribe first gathered in the Fall of '51 under the Big Chief's Tepee of Central High School to become the lowly Sophomore warriors of ’51-'52. It was during this moon that the Senior warriors initiated the new ones to the ways and customs of life on the new reservation. Also, during this moon, the mighty Warriors proved their prowess by scalping the opponents for the Class A Western Slope Basketball Championship. Many of the tribe—non-participating warriors squaws - accompanied the mighty ones on to Denver for the State tourney. Many a memory stays with us yet of that trip. Our Warriorwise advisors, Barr and Baldwin, gave us their guiding hands during this moon. Chief Ronnie Lamb was our leader for the season. With more knowing countenance and more stalwart physique, the growing tribe gained their due prestige as Junior Warriors under the able leadership of Sandy Harris, Chiefs Larrimore and Baldwin. Our clan presented for all to see the play, Little Miss Fixit. Then came the feasting and merriment to be arranged for the mighty W arriors of '53, who were to soon leave us and seek new reservations. We chose the theme for our guests of Moonlight Bay. Shouts of merriment and ovation were heard from near and far. The group of us then ventured to the Glenwood reservation for a day of swimming, sunning and feasting to end the season. Upon completion of our growth and reaching our full stature we became the chiefs in the fall of 1953, selecting as our Big Chief, Bud Sanford and having as our sage advisors. Chief Chavies and Princess Jenkinson. The dramatic skill of the group was presented in Such Things Happen. We were then hosted to a spectacle to be matched by none and surpassed by only one - our Harbor Lights Festival in May. Many a happy memory was brought about that wonderful evening. To get away from it all the tribe once again this year journeyed to Glenwood for a day of relaxation and enjoy- ment. All too soon we realize we must leave our beloved friends and loyal tribesman with a sobering note from Rev. Scates and a thoughtful challenge from Dr. Hoshall for the future. We emerged on June first as tribe leaders emeritus. Behind us are our memories; before us is our happy hunting ground. Behind us lies the path of learning; before us lies the road to success.

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JOHNNIE SACCO C Club 2,3,4; Basketball 1,2,3,4; Foot- ball 1,3,4; Baseball 1,3,4; Track 1; Spanish Club President 4. PAUL SPARKS Basketball 1,2; Baseball 1,2; Wrestling 3; Mixed Chorus 1,2,3,4; Boys' Glee 1,2,3,4. ROGER STIMBERT Track 4; Wrestling 4. MEREGILDO VIRGIL SBA Secretary 1; Basketball 1,2; Baseball 1; Track 1; Spanish Club 4. CLASS COLORS CLASS FLOWER CLASS MOTTO Red and White Red Rose Behind us lies the path of learning; ahead, the road to success.

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‘PxoflAectf t6e Senio (Pfaoo )$(£7o, GLUB-uh-blubheishaiehg, Whar am I nohow? This here place is funnier than the dickens. I can't figure it out. Just a minute--I'll go into this place here on the corner and ask what's going on. Har I am again and can you guess who owns that pool hall? The one and only George Rucker. He informed me that this is 1974. Good Cow! What happened to me these past 20 years? Oh well, the present is the present and there isn't anything you can do about it. Hey. look over there at that sign! Mary Monahan, Attorney at Law. ” Hummmmmmm. Looking through the window I see Peggy Brown and Eleanor Burner, her loyal secretaries, and very competent secretaries too, thanks to Mrs. Gummere. Hey what's this? Phil Irwin and Geraldine Shriver going down the street hand in hand. Do you suppose they been hitched? I just saw a show on television. Central's '54 troop sure did turn up with loads of talent. Here was the program or rather a part of it. Betty Britton, LaVonne Martin, Claudia Giffin, Janice Akens, Shirley Rosson, and Joan Sims, the sextet of the Merry 70's singing in the Grand Opera House accompanied by Elaine Wade and Barbara Schwaubauer. You'd really be surprised at the odd things you see along these streets that run from side to side instead of up and down. Larry Cochran invented a car, The Space Shooter, which is the only car that is on the market because when IT came out, nobody wanted anything else. I just don't know what to think. Sandy Harris has signed a life contract with the New York Yankees and Roger Wilson and Duane Johnson are running around with the Globe Trotters. Mrs. Gummere is a little older now but she is such an efficient Secretarial Training Teach er that the school board just didn't want to let her go so they called in Joe Hill to be her hon- ored assistant. Joe used to be a very good student of hers. Guess who has nearly become the second General Dwight D. Eisenhower? (He WILL be the second in about 50 years from now.)-----Jack Guerrie, he always did want a simple job. And his very own Mamie with her stupid hats and hair-dos is none other than Betty Lu Hasse. What do you know? After all the fightin' and feudin’ in high school, Nils Hofmann and Darley Burton got married in '57 and have daughters for every succeeding year 'til now. George told me that Jim Cooper is still working on a long, hard project---to be a man. It'll be a hard climb but those things take time you know. I read where A1 Ladage was entered in the Mr. America Contest, (the physique part). A later-dated paper said that he won. Hooray! George ordered some lumber to make another pool table in his hall and the manager had to deliver it due to the illness of one of his employees--in walked Robert Wyckoff carrying the whole load of lumber alone. That suit of stars and stripes walking down the street over there contains Paul Sparks and that sweet young thing by his side is his war bride, Alice White. Galloping along behind them are their two little (spark) plugs. Bud Sanford and Bob Mathews won first prize at the International Custom Car Exhibit. It was really a neat job and they wouldn't even take me for a ride just'cause I wanted to spin to Alaska. Stella Diller is managing her father's Auto Court, (I don't see how she does it 'cause every time she hears a noise, she runs and hides in her clothes closet.)