Falls City High School - Orange and Black Yearbook (Falls City, NE)

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SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY This is the year 1981: the United States has been the first country to successfully inhabit another planet in our atmosphere. This planet has such a superior educational system that each of our states has maximum of three schools. In Nebraska the largest school is located in Falls City, of course! The Class of 1961, being so successful, donated all the money for the campus buildings. Therefore, we decided to have a “Party” the day of the dedication. When I arrived in town, I immediately rented a car from the Leroy Willits’ “Wreck-Proof Car” garage and drove to the largest hotel in town owned by Charles Helmick. (He was providing free rooms for our class.) Although I knew I would see everyone soon, I wanted to know what they had been “doing.” This led me to call Floyd Sumner and his wife, Peggy Grimes, who are in charge of all party lines. (I was positive they'd know everything about everyone.) It didn’t take long— Fred Brewer has installed escalators in all homes — stair climbing is much easier. Larry Buckminster has become a florist after his early interests in “Poseys.” Bill Bullock is an accountant for the Sheldon, Iowa, National Bank. Elaine Capps is the highest paid TV personality — famous from coast to coast for her advertisements of Brand X medicines. Janice Maze is still in school trying to understand Mr. Coba’s explanations. Densil Alexander works for Macy’s, testing foam rubber mattresses. Dale Darling and Don Jahn have perfected their seeing-eye doorbell. It was quite popular until Charlotte Veach started a movement protesting these gadgets — she’s house mother of a girls’ dorm. Tom Castle builds secluded parking lots for high school steadies. Since Alfred Eickhoff was such a star in all high school and professional sports, he has been named to the Sports Hall of Fame. John Wehrman owns a stud farm in Kentucky, while Dennis Godemann owns and operates all vital space farms. David Elliott, a prominent Hiawatha businessman, advocates everyone work on Friday afternoon. Phil Fisher, Shubert, Nebraska, manufactures false teeth for the man with a hole in his grin. Kenneth Fritz and his stiff-legged brother, Gerald, are Matt and Chester on Gunsmoke. Judy Gaston and Joyce Halterman, beauticians, specialize in washing and curling men’s toupees. Bill Glenn is president of “Eccentrics Anonymous.” Gary Kammerer operates a helicopter service from anywhere in Nebraska to Verdon for boys who can’t get dates at home. David Stryker is a body guard for John Lippold who is king of the underworld. John’s private secretary is Ardis McCann. Terry Lippold spends most of his time in a psychiatrist office, trying to straighten out his many complexes. Evelyn Rider builds movie theaters with back rows only. Her projectionist, Bill DeWald, has set a new record by showing the same film for over a year — record crowds at each show. Steve Sperry, the highest ranking army official in the United States, is trying to overthrow the government. Alvin Smith is his aide. Bruce Smith, now in France working on his masters, is writing a theme paper entitled, “The Habits of Scratching.” It was getting late so I said goodbye and went to the dining room. I noticed head billing on the program was held by Bill Yoesel — the graceful coordinated dancer. His chorus line was Carol Ebel, Marjorie Prosser, Priscilla Kelley Meinzer, and Sharon Womble. Underneath his name was Doris Schulenberg’s— this famous vocalist is always accompanied by Bob Wissinger at the organ. After I had eaten my meal, I found that the chef was Walter Honea, former cook for Melvin “Fidel” Harmon, who, I’m sorry to say, died of food poisoning. As I dashed to my car, I discovered why Byron Gerlt’s Standard Oil Station was so popular — female attendants. When I arrived for the reunion I was met by the owners of the club, Marcele Schulenberg and Juanita Smith. When I had been seated, I noticed Dave Robinson came in, sporting a beautiful tan he had picked up while in Kansas City. It’s rumored that isn’t all he picked up. Donna Sears was walking around, searching in all odd corners mumbling, “Where is he?” There was a short powerfully built man wearing a beret, sneaking about snapping pictures. You guessed it — the notorious black mailer, Tom Roberts. Terry Baxter was obviously wearing “seven way stretch.”

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Dyblie, Bill Glenn, Larry Hornbostel, Gary Kammerer, Dick Law, Terry Lippold, Bruce Smith, Steve Sperry, Floyd Sumner, Clarke Witt, David Wittrock, John Wittrock, and Bill Yoesel. The following—Sharon Bauer, Ann Gibson, Peggy Grimes, Joyce Halterman, Kay Jo Little, Sally Lunsford, Janice Maze, Betty Merz, Diana Oliver, Rosalee Pflaum, Patsy Posey, Marjorie Prosser, Carol Schatz, Ruth Schnute, Donna Sears, Mary Beth Stalder, and Ardis McCann won their first-state awards in Girls’ P. E. On May 30, 1960, we gave the seniors, the faculty, and the Board of Education a magnificent banquet and dance. Our theme was “Green Mansions.” This indeed was the most beautiful banquet ever given to a senior class. Once again three months of glorious rest. In September, we came back to school as IT!—Yes, the Wheels. This was the year we had waited for since we entered the realms of “Higher Education.” This being our last year, we took our time and organized sufficiently in order to accomplish all things that must be done before our resignation as the wheels of good old FCHS was final. Our sponsors for the final year were Mr. Coba, Mr. Joy, Mrs. Cummins, and Mr. Schneider. We decided that the following were best qualified as our officers of 1960-61: Bill Glenn, president; Richard Gibson, vice-president; Ruth Schnute, secretary ; and Carol Schatz, treasurer. We placed Dale Darling, Ann Gibson, and Clarke Witt on the activities committee. This year we monopolized the cheerleading chores with Kenneth Foster, Sally Lunsford, Rosalee Pflaum, Carol Schatz, and Mary Beth Stalder. We also had one senior majorette, Ruth Schnute. This year, through the leadership of our senior girls, a pep club was organized bearing the name of the “Tigerettes.” This peppy group was sponsored by Mrs. Burton and had as officers: Sheri Bauer,president; Patsy Posey, vice-president; and Donna Sears, executive board member. What would the Tigers have done without them! Our athletic greats for this our last year were as follows: Bob Bishop, Fred Brewer, Bill Bullock, Tom Castle, Dale Darling, Wesley Dowell, Richard Gibson, Bill Glenn, Richard Halbert, Larry Hershberger, Larry Hornbostel, Gary Kammerer, Terry Lippold, Bruce Smith, Steve Sperry, John W’ehrman, Clarke Witt, David Wittrock, John Wittrock, and Bill Yoesel. Girls winning awards in G.A.A. w ere Sharon Bauer, Peggy Grimes, Joyce Halterman, Kay Jo Little, Janice Maze, Betty Merz, Diana Oliver, Rosalee Pflaum, Patsy Posey, Carol Schatz, Ruth Schnute, and Mary Beth Stalder. Our scholastic greats that attended Peru interscholastic contest were Bill Bullock, Tom Castle, Bill Glenn, Clarke Witt, John Wittrock, Richard Gibson, Gary Kammerer, Dale Richmond, Kay Jo Little, Richard Halbert, Dick Law, Carol Schatz, Donna Sears, and Steve Sperry. They helped us to bring home the coveted Class A victory. Miss Kay Jo Little was “Miss Falls City,” and her attendants were Ann Gibson and Carol Schatz. On March 16, the senior class presented their play, “The Little Dog Laughed,” directed by Mrs. Harold Ahern. The cast included Peggy Grimes, Bill Yoesel, Judy Gaston, Richard Halbert, Sharon Bauer, Rosalee Pflaum, Larry Hornbostel, Carol Schatz, Don Jahn, Gerald Messier, Ruth Schnute, Betty Huettner, Donna Sears, Mary Beth Stalder, Terry Baxter, Dale Darling, Betty Merz, and Floyd Sumner. There was also David Klaus, a sixth-grader, who played the part of a small boy. Betty Huettner’s dog “Tip” played the part of “the little dog that laughed.” The underclassmen—namely, the juniors—gave a banquet in honor of their great superiors — namely “We,” the seniors—on April 29, 1961, shortly before we, the great, should leave these sacred halls. This fantastic book which you hold in your hands was thought of and made possible to enhance you for the rest of your life by these students in the Senior Class of “61,” who were devoted to this book and the people who might ponder on these pages. Sharon Bauer made possible the girls athletics; Phil Fisher, the class history; Ann Gibson, the music; and Bill Glenn, the class will. Richard Halbert was the business manager, Gary Kammerer had boys’ athletics, Dick Law was the editor, Kay Jo Little, Ruth Schnute, and Donna Sears were the typists, Betty Merz had the speech department, Tom Roberts was snapshot editor, Mary Beth Stalder did the class prophecy, Steve Sperry and Harold Sutter were assistant business managers, and Bill Yoesel was the assistant editor. And most of all, we cannot forget Mr. Joy and all his kindness and help that made this book possible. For our battle cry to be remembered in our hearts forever, we chose “Trust in God, and Work.” As our class flower we chose the Chrysanthemum, and as our class colors we chose “Yellow and W’hite.” On May 12. 1961, we, the senior class, went to FCHS for the last time as students. This, indeed, was to be a day to be remembered—the day the Class Day Exercises were held. On May 21, Baccalaureate services were held, and on May 25, Commencement Exercises were held. The day was the same as any other day. Only in a small corner of the world, in a small town, the senior class of 1961 attended their last day of school at FCHS. PHILIP SCOTT FISHER

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Larry Hornbostel was yelling: I'm no slugger in romance,” as he chased Ruth Schnute, Mrs. I. A. of 1981 out the door. Kay Jo Little, showing a dazzling hairstyle, arrived with a big hairbending bruiser. Gerald Messier was soberly attired in a tight-fitting suit and collar; apparently he's wearing a strait jacket. Diana Oliver came to my table to tell me she pushed through the legislature a bill to hardtop all country roads. Kenney Foster had paid Dale Richmon, an electrician at Cape Canaveral, to keep a spotlight on him. Kenney always did like his shapely legs shown off. As we were about to leave, Larry Hershberger offered to clean the club. His wife Carol has trained him for that type of work. Dave Wittrock was standing at the door passing out party favors — colored Kleenex. Because Betty Huettner was staying across the hall from me, she rode to the hotel in my car. She told me she had been an airline hostess but had become “so bored” that she earned her pilot's license. She often encounters classmates traveling on her plane. Her most regular passenger is Bob Hahn, owner of Hahn’s Charm School for Farmers — every graduate a Romeo. Rosalee Pflaum, a connoisseur of all beverages, often travels with nn Gibson and Sally Lunsford who are now rich from their patent game—“Spin the Bottle.” Roberta Reiger, world champion roller skater, often hires Betty to fly her skating company around the world. As we went into the hotel we met Larry “Brain” Curtis who patches cigarette-burned collars. He told us Larry DeBusk and Earl Tutt have established a drag strip extending from Falls City 17 miles south. Harold Sutter, a millionaire, had his beginning by collecting money for all “chairtable” organizations. Bob Hoy and David Sawyer recently were awarded an Oscar for producing the best show of the year. Clarke Witt and Patsy Posey, brain surgeons, try all their theories on Dennis Hatfield. Dick Law is president of the national fraternity — Iota Theta Pi (i o TT). Carol Schatz is president of the corresponding sorority. Gary Mick, after further experimentation with chemicals, has succeeded in losing himself in orbit in the first “Mick-nik.” Wesley Dowell has built theaters throughout the country so boys won’t have to travel to Kansas City. Jay Dyblie and John Wittrock are beach cleaners at Ft. Lauderdale. Richard Halbert tours the country telling crowds how to be almost as great as he is. Bob Bishop is the head of a successful company featuring “gifts for the man in your life — specializing in a breath-taking deodorant.” Richard Gibson is his head salesman. Sharon Bauer has just completed her latest novel “The Art of Frenching” — free demonstration with each book. As I went to my room I remembered I hadn't seen Betty Merz. Apparently she had to care for her ten children while her husband was in Texas. Now that I know what all my classmates are doing. I’ll keep on at the same—looking for a husband. Mary Beth Stalder