Coquille High School - Laurel Yearbook (Coquille, OR)

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BETTY PREUSSLER Valedictorian JOANNE SAVAGE Salutatorian The Senior Class of '48 has been outstanding in its scholastic achievements. We are proud of those students who have achieved the honor of being named the tcp students of this year’s class. The first eleven scholars and their averages are listed below: 1. Betty Preussler - - 9S.48 2. Joanne Savage - - 96.09 7. Darleen Crossler - - 1.63 3. Rose Marie Peart - - - 95.72 8. Carol Gray - - - - 1.64 4. Julius Jepson - - 1.39 9. Sally Bonney - - 1.71 5. Darrell Crossler - - - 1.58 10. Marion Moore - - - - 1.76 6. Jim Oden - - - - - 1.60 11. Doris Willard - - 1.76 SENI0K HALL CL LAME Girl Boy Vamp - -- -- -- -- Carol Gray - - Jim Bellmore Brainiest ------- Joanne Savage - - - - Jim Oden Most Likely to Succeed - - Betty Preussler Ed Corkwell Athletic - -- -- -- - Alene Hunt - - - - Don Pierce Wi tiest ------ Careen Molthu - - Chuck Hanna Best Dressed ------ Sally Bonney - - Darrell Crossler Best Locking - ... - Rose Marie Peart - George Domenighini Bashful ------ Edra Lee Miller - - Melvin Borgard M' St Popular ----- Darleen Crossler - - Richard Parrish Peppiest ------- Marion Moore - - Preston Willis Most Dependable - Lue Lindsay, Barbara Barton - - - Bob Kuenzli 19

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SENIOR CLASS WILL SECTION I We, the members of the class of 1948. being of sound mind and body, hereby declare this to be our last will and testament. ARTICLE I To the Junior Class we leave our much coveted first three rows of seats in the assemblies. You had them all this year anyway. ARTICLE II To the Sophomore Class girls we leave the exerting exercises of Miss Morgan’s Physical Education class. (We say as we limp out the swinging door!) The Sophomore Class boys we leave at the mercy of the gir s of C. H. S. ARTICLE III To the Frerhmen Class we leave lipstick, mascara, tooth brushes, bobby pins, T-shirts, Jim Clark, Bob Geaney, dirty saddles, the bags under our eyes, calia lilies, chewing gum under the seats and desks, orange pee.ings, and last but not least, the sandwich that was in a lunch yesterday. SECTION II Before we pass from the halls of Coquille High School to our unknown destinies, we bequeath the following: i, Phil Barette, leave—they won t let me stay here any longer. I, Jim Bellmore, leave my ways with the blondes, brunettes, and redheads to Jim Clark. Carry on, you speciman of physical culture! We, Barbara Barton and Preston Willis, leave hand in hand, but still quarreling. I, Sally Bonney, leave my long skirts to Arky” to help him sweep the floors of my old Alma Mater. I, Cliff Billings, leave my bashful charm to Ray Gi.kev. Don’t you think he can use it? I, Melvin Borgard, leave my wagging tongue to the ever silent Joanne Mintonye. We, Jean Boots and Neil Haga, leave the halls of Coquille----High. (You know, inebriated!) I, Vernon Erockmann, leave my deep, bass voice to Virginia Corrie. I, Careen Molthu, leave my blonde hair rinse to Alice Kern. I, Jay Clayton, leave my manly physique to “Perp” Schrag. I, Ed Corkweil, leave my spirited discussions and suggestions in student body meetings to some person who understands what’s going on around here! I, Byron Cotter, leave Mr. Stoffer to his atoms. I Vernon Epps, leave for my goat farm. I, Edwin Griggs, leave. Apple polishing is a tough game! I, Phyllis George, leave my pin-covered beenie to Donna Gasner. I, Pat Malone, leave to teach George Domenighini how to act in Sunday School. I, Edra Lee Miller, leave. I wasn’t here long enough to stay. I, Cecil Miller, leave my wavy hair to Thomas McCauley. I, Cora Lee Miller, leave with a red face. Those stupid boys keep winking at me. I, Lucille Neff, leave my office girl job to any Junior girl who can type with more than one finger. I, Marion Moore, leave. Hurrah, Hurrah, they’re taking me away. The men in the little white jackets . . . I, Robert Oerding, leave the teachers with someone else’s smiling face to gaze upon. I, James Oden, leave my quick step to Mr. Stoffer. I, George Henry Litzenberger, leave. You don’t have to push, Mr. Moomaw. I, Darleen Crossler, Queen of May Day, leave my long train to Southern Pacific Railroad. I, Darrell Crossler, leave for Salem, Ore. Willamette University is there too, you know. I, George Domenighini, leave for the bar. It’s pretty rough on the jetty. I, Carol Gray, leave for Lewis and Clark College. Mostly for Clark ... to heck with Lewis. I, Dorothy Wersh, leave. It was a tough fight. Mom, but I won. I, Daisy Hill Mallory, leave my maiden name behind me. I, Alene Hunt, leave my blonde curly locks to Mr. Pearson. I, Julius Jepson, leave my hairwaving fluid to someone who isn't blessed with naturally curiy hair. I, Janet Johnson, leave to devote more time to Ethan Allen. I, Bob Kuenzli, commander of the 1st division of water boys, leave my water buckets full of tears. I was demoted. We, Bonnie Zwicker and Janice Lafferty, leave the Camera Club dark room to anyone who wants an excuse to get out of class. I, Shiney Laird, leave to find some excitement. I, Lue Lindsay, leave my shorthand ability to someone who has long hands. I, Richard Parrish, leave as quietly as I came. I, Alice Parry, leave my jitterbugging ability to anyone who can stand the strain. I, Clinton Peart, leave my goatee to anyone who will 03 kind to it. I, Rose Marie Peart, leave for Alaska. I didn’t get a letter yesterday. I, Don Pierce, leave right behind Careen. I, Tiny Pressley, leave my southern drawl to Mrs. Watson. I, Betty Preussler, leave my brains. I’m tired of being smart. I, Maxine Roth, leave my weight to Merle Anderson. I, Joanne Savage, make my departure, still wondering how to say gcod-night. I, Marie Soward, leave my innocent expression to Judy Slack. 1, Robert Sell, leave my locker. I want my 25c refund. I, Deiores Sell, leave my reserved seat on the Riverton school bus to some poor, unlucky soul. I, Betty Sell, leave with the other Sells. I, Susan Wasson Wolgamott, leave the school minus another good student. I, Grace Taylor, leave ... to my astonishment. I, Leatha Troudt, leave you poor fish minus a trout. I, Doris Willard, leave . . . Jack’s impatient. I, Darrell Williams, have already left. I, Dorothy Williams, leave. The little green ford is out front. I, Roger Williamson, leave the shop. After four years I finally finished that bread board! ! I, Chuck Hanna, leave my trumpet to Gabriel. I, Lenore Wornstaff, leave my red hair to Wayne Timmons. Heaven knows he tried hard enough! ! ! SECTION III We, the undersigned, affirm ihis to be our last will and testament, so hereby affix our names: CAROL GRAY GEORGE DOMENIGHINI DOROTHY WILLIAMS JIM BELLMORE ALENE HUNT JEAN BOOTS DARRELL CROSSLER 18

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BOB GEANEY President BEVERLY DAVIS Secretary JIM CLARK Representative JUNIOR CLASS UlSTORy Around the last of November and the first of December if you happened to enter our school and saw the boys and girls hurrying in all directions with paint, hammers, nails and crepe paper, you would have known that something interesting and exciting was in the air. Yes, of course, - - -the Junior Prom! That was a hard working time and, incidentally, a lot of fun for the decoration committee. The theme was “Merrie Yuletide,” featuring a huge painted window in one end of the auditorium, through which one could look upon a winter scene, showing a carriage and horses entering an old English village. It was truly a masterpiece by our class artists. Under the able supervision of the class adviser, Mrs. Godard, it proved to be a huge success. Cur class officers were President, Bob Geaney; Vice-President, Joe Sayre; Secretary, Beverly Davis; Representative, Jim Clark. Throughout the entire year we were well represented in the sports field. Our top athletic stars were Claire Howell, Art Richardson, Ray Gilkey, Bud Buckles, Bob Geaney, Tom Mullin, Jm Clark, Dean Wolgamott, Bill Owen and Keith Johnson. Another way our class shone in sports was in having two of the three cheer leaders juniors. They were Judy Slack and Jcyce Taylor. This spring the juniors presented their class play, “There’ll Come A Day.” Miss Plummer ably directed the talented group and a very creditable play was presented. The Junicr-Senior Banquet was another outstanding event of the year. It was held May 6, 1948, at the Junior Auditorium and was followed by a formal dance. 20