Coquille High School - Laurel Yearbook (Coquille, OR)

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Senior Class Will—1944 We, the Seniors of the class of '44, in order to prove that we have a bountiful spirit do hereby will the following to you poor kids that are still here: SECTION I To the faculty at large, we leave you panting with relief. SECTION II To the Juniors we leave our No. 12 shoes which you should adequately fill. SECTION III To the Sophomores, we just leave, you have everything else. SECTION IV To the Frosh, we leave regrets that you didn't have Mr. Osika for your principal longer. One by one we file out, bequeathing the following : I, Virginia Lindsay, leave my jitterbugging ability to Jack Axtell. I, Claudia Lee Varney, leave my power to lure diamonds to the Junior girls. I, Diamond Jim Young, leave, thank goodness— and Mrs. Beyers. I, Mary Lou Newton, leave my thirst for learning to Art Tripanier. I, Jim Bunch, will my job of stuffin' the stiffs to Gerald Ulett. I, Ed Stevenson, will the library to some good hearted soul with lots of time on his hands. I, Jessie Sherwood, leave, undecided, but full of hope. I, Jeanne Boyle, leave to take my place as a nurse —how I do love to make temperatures. I, Phil Clausen, will my curly brown hair and eyes to Joe Stone. I, Ann Anderson, leave my booming voice to Patty McKelvy. I, Sandra Neff, will my smiling countenance to Glen Thommen. I, Ben Howe, will my typing ability to Roy Porter. I, Winifred Van Fleet, leave my quiet dignity to Pat Yarbrough. I, Jim Peart, will my erking to Davie Kline. I, Maxine Whereat, will (I hope) my future marital status to Harold and Jean. I, Ben Barton, will my brilliant mind to future biology classes as an example of arrested mentality. I, Glenda Richardson, will my fickleness to Dianne Patterson. I, Ralph Meyers, leave to join Willkie in his presidential campaign of 1948. I, Gwen Rogers, leave to follow that red-haired Romeo of mine. I, Phyllis Walton, leave my ability to stay out of fights to next year's pepsters. I, Louise Butler, leave Bob Kelly in the care of Phyllis Brady, whom I trust implicitly. I, Jim Hcwe, tho I've already gone, leave my ability to go steady with future queens to Walter Isler. I, Bob Medley, leave to continue and experiment, which I plan to use to revolutionize the world. I, Virginia Oden, leave, still confused by this fast moving life. I, Ken Hooten, leave my role as the great lover in the fond memory of Shirley. I, Vernon Eldrige, leave whistling, No love, no nothin' , and strumming my guitar. I, Andy Briner, leave in search of the land of nod —I'm sleepy. We, Lavelle and Peggy, leave the school together singing— Gobs of Love . I, Jeannette Stone, leave my lengthy skirts to Wilma Drake. I, Donna Lu Bales, leave to knit sox for Bill—Does it snow in Italy? I, Fritz Kunz, leave in Miss Chapin's car. (To fix it, of course.) I, Mary June Foote, leave my knowledge to C. H. S. It sure needs it. I, Barbara Barrows, will my even temper to Ariel Crook. MAY, 1944 15

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PEGGY TOMLINSON Sr. Ball 4, Jr.-Sr. Banquet 3, Jr. Play Cast 3, Glee Club 4, Mothers Day Tea 2. WINIFRED VAN FLEET Honor Roll 1-2-3-4, Jr. Play Cast 3, Glee Club 4, Girls Sextette 4, G. A A Officer 2, Home Ec. Club 2-3, Dramatics Club 1 -2, Intra-mural Sports 1-2-3-4, Class Officer 3, D. A. R. Award 4, Jr.-Sr. Banquet 3, Sr. Play Cast 4, May Day Queen 4. CLAUDIA LEE VARNEY Sr. Ball 4, Transfer 2, Jr. Prom 3, Jr.-Sr. Banquet 3, Jr. Play Staff 3, Sr. Play Staff 4, Glee Club 4, Intra-mural Sports 2-3-4, May Day Princess 4. PHYLLIS WALTON Transfer 3, Jr.-Sr. Banquet 3, Sr. Ball 4, Pepster 4, Sr. Play Staff 4. 14 WANITA WARDRIP Honor Roll 1-2-3, Jr. Play Staff 3, Band 1-2-3, Glee Club 1, Boys Chorus lAccom.) 3, Spanish Club 2-4, Hi Times Staff 1 -2-3. MAXINE WHEREAT Honor Roll I -2, Sr. Ball 4, Jr. Prom 3, Jr.-Sr. Banquet 3, Jr. Play Cast 3, Girls League Officer 1-2, Home Ec. Club 2-3, Laurel Staff 4, Hi Times Staff 1-2-3-4, Intra-mural Sports 1 -2, Mothers Day Tea 1-2-4, Office Girl 4, Sr. Play Staff 4, May Day Princess 4. FRANK WOODWARD Football 1-2-3-4, Basketball 1 -2-3-4, Sr. Ball 4, Jr. Prom 3, Jr.-Sr Banquet 3, Intramural Sports 1-2-3-4, Jr. Play Staff 3. JIM YOUNG Sr. Ball 4, Boys Chorus 4, Jr. Play Staff 3, Industrial Arts Club 4, Hobby Club 2, Basketball 1-2, Track 1-2, Intra-mural Sports 1 -2-3-4, Emergency Squad 4, Sr. Play Cast 4.

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I, Dorothy Beagle, leave to help Whitman rewrite his Leaves of Grass . I, Frank Woodward, have left to find the Mikado. I, Waneta Wardrip, leave to answer a letter from Frank. I, DeWayne Mitchell, will my dashing mustache to Bud Meek. I, Marie Standley, leave this school. I didn't warn it, anyway. We three, being of sound mind and 4-F physically, do ordain and write our X in the space provided. Barbara Barrows-----------X------------ (Seal I Ben Barton----------------X------------ (Seal I Dorothy Beagle------------X------------ (Seal) Senior Class Prophecy Poetry, poetry, poetry—it's driving me mad—if only I could hit just the right word to rhyme with dithyramb. Oh, hello, Sarah—A special delivery letter for me? Thank you. Hmmmmmm, well what do you know! My Dear Miss Beagle: You are cordially invited to attend a reunion of the Class of '44 on May 19, 1964. We are happy to inform you that we have been able to get in touch with all the members of the class. Sincerely yours, Mrs. Lunelle Sullivan. Thus on the following Monday I find myself on the cool veranda of the former Miss Chapin's lovely country home near Swiftville, Texas. The door, a swinging pendulum of the past, opens, and I cross the threshold of twenty years. Dinner is served almost immediately and old acquaintances are quickly resumed. More carrots, Virginia? says Fritz. Yes, thank you, replied Miss Lindsay, the Florence Nightingale of World War II. I understand, Fritz, that you have changed your name to O'Conner and you and Jeanne Boyle are dancing in the new show that has opened at the 'Dimout',- Marshfield's gala nightspot. (How quaint, but I mean, really it's astonishing, you know!) And you. Miss Oden, it must be perfectly wonderful doing stenographic work for such a handsome senator as Ralph Meyers. My dear, did you know that Jessie is owner of the Exclusive Dress Shoppee in town? Why, I wouldn't buy my clothes anywhere else. I passed the tuna fish to Barbara for we always did love it. She is the owner of a large tuna cannery now, and Phil Clausen and Jim Peart provide her with the fish, who are in turn provided with bait by Ed Stevenson. Do you see Woody often, Gwen? I hesitantly inquired. Only every morning across the breakfast table, she says. I married him fifteen years ago. Oh, thank you, Glenda, yes. I'd like a little more milk, please You mean to say you and Maxine and Claudia have been dancing with the New York 'Rockets' for several years? My dear, I believe you are worthy of a toast. Many remarks are being made on the beauty of Miss Chapin's home and she informs us that Kenneth Hooten designed it for her. Louise, I've just been waiting for an opportunity to congratulate you on your marvelous singing. I never fail to tune in on the 'Sinatra and Butler, Swing 'N' Swoon Hour', says Marie enthusiastically. Oh, thank you, Marie, and you are still living in the Metropolis of Coquille, aren't you? That's right. My children are doing very well in music this year and I'm so proud of them. My youngest studies piano under the able direction of Waneta Wardrip. Oh, and Jim Bunch is my dentist. Remember when you extracted my lowers last fall? How very well I do remember, replies Jim, but Coquille is not the town it used to be, eh, Vernon? By the way, where have you been keeping yourself lately? Haven't you ever heard the Coquille Wranglers broadcasting daily over KOOS? That's us, I mean Ben Barton, DeWayne Mitchell and I. We certainly 16 THE LAUREL