Duncan High School - Wildkat Yearbook (Duncan, AZ)

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SENIOR HISTORY Our small, mighty class of ’54 started on its toilsome way to this gradua- tion success on a September day way back in the year 1941. Those remain- ing from that kindergarten class are in number seven and are named: Rav- dene Hanchett, Geraldine Allred, Sally Foote, Verna Lunt, Doris Cosper, Dena Parks, and Wayne McGrath. In the first grade we acquired five of our “prize” fellas: Ronald Jacob- son, Bill Nelson, Hank Brubaker, Lonnie Moore, and James Tuey. Also two swell gals—Carol Claridge and Wilma Daniel, the latter for only awhile. In the second grade we were very unlucky in the way of kids joining us for good—not one soul. In the third grade a cute kid, Bobby Knight, came into our happy midst. Also Alvin Baber spent this one year with us. In the fourth and fifth grades no additional permanent members came our way. In the sixth grade—Erwin Crotts, Willie Davis, Martin Tellez, Manuel Garcia, and Eugenia Herrera joined our evergrowing ranks. In the seventh grade when we were really feeling older; no one came to continue on. Well, we made it to the eighth grade, and here a “tuff” kid, Marvin Eldred, joined our large group. In fact, we were the largest class to gradu- ate from Duncan Elementary up to that time. If we remember correctly, there were 45 of us. Finally, we were “little big shots,” or another more frequently used name, Freshmen! That year our class, now just 37 in number, took to its heart again Alvin Baber, and for the first time Shirley Mosley. We weren’t treated like most frosh but “by hook or by crook” we couldn’t get away from that dreaded initiation. Donald Smallwood, one that will help our class be remembered forever, joined our select little group too. As sophomores we gained just one more swell guy, this being Joe Baber. This year we wielded the “big stick” at initiation and had a fit when the powers threatened to do away with it. During our junior year a well-mannered boy, Charles Ballew, lent a little dignity to the class. Our junior-senior prom and banquet was a huge success. This was largely due to Coach Frealy’s ingenuity and imagination which turned the gym into a South Seas paradise dreamily lighted by “Blue Moon.” Now, we are almighty seniors, and with John Hamilton added to our midst and Wilma Daniel rejoining us, we number 27. From here, who knows what lies in store, but we fervently hope that each will go on to a much higher, greater achievement in life!!!!! Sponsored by DUNCAN 5 10 Phone 64 Duncan, Arizona

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SENIORS Shirley lone Mosley Bill Nelson Volleyball 3, 4: Chorus 4; Football 3, 4; Letter- Journalism 3; Band 1; G.A.A. men's Club 3, 4. 4. Fredenia Jane Parks Donald Mark Smallwood Tennis 2. 3. 4: Volleyball 2. F.F.A. 3, 4; Shop 3. 4. 3. 4: Cheerleader 2; Student Council 2; Chorus 4: Dra- matics 4: School Play 4. Journalism 4: Annual 4; Spanish Club 2. 3. 4; G.A.A. 4, Pres. 4. Martin A. Tellez James D. Tuey Football 3: Let ter men's Club 3. 4. Band 1. 2. 3, 4; Chorus 2: Dramatics 4: School Play 4: Journalism 4; An- nual 4: F.F.A. 1. 16

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Sponsored by CO-ED SHOP Chase Creek Clifton, Arizona SENIORS Marvin Lonnie Now listen my children and you shall hear The story of our seniors of these past years. The years have gone by, one and two, And left in Duncan, ’54’s are but few. Off on an island, deserted and wild, Live Alvin Baber, his wife and his child. Now look at Alvin, the most likely to suceed. All that grows in his garden is one little weed! Across the sea in distant Siam Dena Parks awakens and says, ‘‘Wonder where I am!” After a party, a dance, and a drink, Dena doesn’t seem able to think. Here in New York, Verna Lunt is a model; She peddles fine gowns with a flirt and a toddle. Cute little Verna with a figure so trim Never did catch a something called “him.” Down in Oklahoma where they grow’em tall. Live Charles Ballew and his wife so small. She’s a cute little thing only four feet eleven You can see how she measures to his six feet seven. Doris Cosper still lives here in Duncan. She’s as cute as a peach and as round as a pumpkin. She just couldn’t wait to get out of school But she says the last couple of years she’s quit acting the fool. You remember Gerry Allred, the smale little girl? She dances in Las Vegas with a turn and a twirl. To be a bookkeeper was her ambition. But now she’s a show girl, “To heck with addition!” Now take Sally Foote, a regular old “brain.” She’s a black sheep in her family, one they don’t claim. She studied so “hard” to get a good education. But now she washes cars in her husband’s gas station. Now there’s a girl named Wilma Daniel She has a career raising spaniels. There’s a bow wow here and a bow wow there. Don’t you think Daniel and the spaniels will make a good pair? Donald Smallwood tried being a Hollywood star But as you see he didn’t go very far. He sang all the western songs he knew But everyone said, ‘‘Boy, you’re through!” What’s this we see in Barnum and Bailey’s show It’s our old friend, Wayne McGrath, the old crow, He’s in the freak show with all of his charms. He just thrills the girls with his real long arms. Now left back in Duncan is poor Bobby Knight He sleeps in the day and works through the night. For up in P. D. he works by long shifts He’s an engineer on the trains upon the cliffs. Over in Phoenix we see Lcnnie Moore He is just getting ready for another long tour, The Superstition Mountains is said his aim Although they all sav he has nothing to gain. Billy Nelson was a lifeguard way out on the coast “I can lick anyone,’’ was his big boast. One day he got caught by a big fellow’s right. Poor fellow, he was killed in this terrible fight. Over in San Francisco we have James Tuey He’s a Chinese cook, his specialty’s chop suey. Shirley Alvin