Fenster Ranch School - Yearbook (Tucson, AZ)

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THE BINGO PARTY It was a placid Friday night at Fenster Ranch School. The dorms were calm and tranquil. The,moon cast ro-- mantic shadows on the walks and the school seemed to be captured by The Hood. The Mood eased its way past Palo Verde toward the girls' dorm, swept into the rec hall and transplanted itself in each room. Soon it was on its merry way again, frolicking toward the boys' dorm. There, with no discretion, it whirled its way to La Casita. However, The Mood paused for renewal of strength and scrutinized the surroundings, It noticed behind it the now blatant voices of Fenster's students. The Mood gleefully began its gay pace once again to- ward its destination, La Casita. When all had assembled themselves at La Casita, they realized The Mood was of the gambling spirit and lay- ing their cards on the table prepared for a prime evening of Bingo. Prizes were won by all and Richard Schaub won the grand prize, which gave him the right to be chief puller in the taffy pull. It was a wondrous evening enjoyed by all, thanks to THE MDOD. D, Leslie i g Q . e,.. - Q3 , , ips 5 wlth n

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THESERENFIDE OF THE YEFH?

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THE HALLOWEEN PARTY Halloween comes but once a year and in our year of 1957 Halloween descended upon us with a great deal of excite- ment. Suddenly we had in our midst many celebrities of all kinds and sorts, who were eager to perform, to every- one's delight. Disguised wonderfully in various array of costumes and dialects, we rode to Ramon Harland's ranch. Our driver was so awed with the wondrous transformation created by clever costuming that we were driven many miles in the wrong direction with exuberant spirits mounting,be- fore we finally reached our destined goal for the gala evening. Thehplace that had been picked for the party, where we were to eat and drink good things, dance our dances, and carry out our masquerades, was a secret to all as was fitting for the mysterious air of a Halloween night. The bus and cars stopped. Our host was waiting to greet us. The doors opened and a glittering host of personalities issued forth. We had a number of juvenile delinquents with a wonderful propensity for chewing gum bovinely and divinely following in the immortal footsteps of Elvis Presley. Madame Butter- fly and Little-Bo-Peep became fast friends regardless of the barrier in language. This example of brotherhood was carried throughout the eve with friendships sprouting he- tween a Nubian fan waver and an Army sergeant who kept pro- testing he was really our headmaster, but to no avail. Like- wise the amenities of the French sailor, who spoke Latin, and Little Red Riding Hood, who carried not preserves to Grandma in her heavily lidded basket but a flash camera, surprised the audience with their flashes of happiness. The others went to extremes and in good keeping with this didn't mingle well. There were bohemians, cowhands,doctors,nurses, and many students mimicking the female populace of the school with their feminine attire. After amusing ourselves with othersdcleverness for some time, amid dancing and other frolic, we had a stage show and after the finale con- sisting of the parading of the characters before the specta- tors, chose the best portrayals. The winners were Buddy Schwartz and Chesley Harding. The rest of the party was spent in mass confusion. We danced polkas, we danced waltzes, we danced circle dances, in fact we danced ourselves into sheer exhaustion with the most popular dance of all, rock 'n roll. But really, the main