Franklin High School - Flyer Yearbook (Madison, SD)

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Class Will We, the Senior Class, being remarkably brilliant, unusually talented, and endowed with outstanding abilities do establish this our last will and testament: We, the Senior Class of '59, will to the music department all busted music stands, torn sheet music, busted horns, out of tune pianos, and reserve the right to carry the pianos from the auditorium to the music room to anyone who wants it. We, the Senior Class of '59, will to the athletic department all our old tennis shoes, dirty socks, busted shoestrings, filthy showers, spilled foot powder, and reserve the right to leave the showers running to anyone that wants Bill S. on their neck. We, the Senior Class of '59, will to the faculty all torn books, false excuses to get out of class, crib notes, writing on the walls, spilled ink, flunked tests, and anything else we've forgotten to mention. We, the Senior Class of '59, will to our fellow students the bars on the windows, gum under the desks, our ability to get along with the teachers, our skill to stay out of school and miss for no reason at all, and also leave to the incoming Freshman Class the dreadful four years of school in front of them. I, Marilyn Arke, will my giggle to Mr. Conway. I, Lyle Muth, will my ability to stay home to Dick Ordal. I, Rudy Bargmann, will my ability to go to town every night to Tim Mc. I, Newell.Ordal, will the money I spent on Mad Magazines to Mr. Moose. I, Richard Jacobs, will my ability to get into trouble to anybody that wants to have as much fun as I have had. I, Paul McAreavey, will my ability to go with Madison girls to Darrel Williams and Paul Oltmann. I, Verdonna Williams, will my Friday nights to Frances B. I, Lyla Muth, will my perfect attendance to basketball games to Sharon Crelly. I, Dick Foster, will my tuba to Joe Piehl. I, Lois Hass, will my height to Harlene Lunt. I, James Hymans, will my thirty mile daily bus ride to Ronnie S. May he have as much fun as I have had. I, Marilyn Mergen, will my quiet ways to Sharyl Fods. I, Toiny Piehl, will my extra study halls to Dennis Degen so he will have more time to check out. We hereby constitute and appoint the said superintendent sole executive of the last will and testament. In witness whereof, we, the Senior Class of 1959, seal this the 14th of May in the year of our Lord, one thousand nine hundred and fifty-nine. qsignedp Marilyn Arke Lyle Muth Rudy Bargmann Newell Ordal Richard Jacobs Paul McAreavey Verdonna Williams Lyla Muth Dick Foster Lois Hass James Hymans Marilyn Mergen Toiny Piehl

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Class History One sunny day in September 1947, 15 anxious little boys and girls began their long journey of education in Franklin School. They were Marilyn Arke, Vern Scheafer, Marilyn Mergen, Ruth Rath, Richard Jacobs, Judy Augustad, Lorraine Dahmen, Dean Lefer, Gary Peterson, Jim Fods, Bob Brummel, Newell Ordal, Judy Church, Lois Hass, and Jerry McAllister. Our teacher was Miss Carol Weber. We started our second grade with the addition of Henrietta Hoek. Miss Weber again was our teacher, but we were sorry to leave behind Gary Peterson and Dean Lefer who could not keep up with us. We also lost Lorraine Dahmen and Jerry McAllister who moved away in February and March. In the third grade we were fortunate to gain Barbara Huls, Verdonna Williams, Dick Foster, Margaret Jandl, and Larry Arneson. Miss Dona Keiner was our teacher. Mrs. Mullany taught us in the fourth grade. This year we lost Judy Church who joined the class behind us. The number of our class was increased with two newcomers, Lyle and Lyla Muth, later on in the year Loren Skinner also joined us. We started the fifth grade with the same faces except for Ruth Rath and Bob Brummel who moved away during the summer. This left us with Marilyn Arke, Vern Scheafer, Marilyn Mergen, Richard Jacobs, Judy Augustad, Jim Fods, Newell Ordal, Lois Hass, Henrietta Hoek, Barbara Huls, Verdonna Williams, Dick Foster, Margaret J andl, Lyle Muth, Lyla Muth, Loren Skinner, and Larry Arneson. Larry left in February. Our teacher this year was Mrs. Smith. As our class advanced another step to the sixth grade with Mrs. Smith as our teacher, we were happy to gain Ruth Rath and James Hymans. .But later on in the year Barbara Huls moved to Brandon. Dick Foster and Loren Skinner left us and Connie Vbgt joined us as we entered the seventh grade leaving the total number of 16. But this number was increased to one more when Rudy Bargmann joined us in March. Mrs. Glenn Granflaten was our teacher this year. As we entered the eighth grade we found we were getting closer and closer to high school. During the year Toiny Piehl joined us. As this year came to a close with Mrs. Granflaten as our teacher, it ended the happy years of our grade school. We graduated with 18 members. In the fall of 1955 Marilyn Arke, Vern Scheafer, Marilyn Mergen, Ruth Rath, Richard Jacobs, Judy Augustad, Jim Fods, Margaret Jandl, Connie Vogt, Lyla Muth, Lyle Muth, Verdonna Williams, Lois Hass, Rudy Bargmann, Newell Ordal, James Hymans, Andy Bos, Paul McAreavey, Dick Foster, and Harvey Mathius entered Franklin High School. The new members who joined us were Andy, Paul, Dick, and Harvey. Toiny Peihl and Henrietta Hoek moved away and after a few weeks Harvey Mathius decided to quit, The summer before our sophomore year Andy Bos moved to Colman, and in the middle of the year Ruth Rath left us. As we entered our junior year we realized that our goal was nearing. We were unfortunate to lose several members of our class this year. Vern Scheafer and Connie Vogt went to Colton School, Margaret Jandl decided to become a working girl and Jim Fods thought he had enough schooling. We lost Judy Augustad in the summer, but gained Toiny Piehl, a transfer student from Madison Central in December. There are now 13 in the Senior Class. They are Marilyn Arke, Rudy Bargmann, James Hymans, Lois Hass, Richard Jacobs, Paul McAreavey, Marilyn Mergen, Lyla Muth, Lyle Muth, Newell Ordal, Verdonna Williams, Toiny Piehl, and Dick Foster.

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Class Prophecies It was a cold, foggy day in 1969, when Dick Foster and Verdonna Williams decided they would take a drive to up-state New York. Dick, who is the conductor for the Boston Symphony Orchestra, and Verdonna, who is his private secretary, climbed into Dick's big black Caddy and headed north. After driving for some time they came upon a swanky, new, night club. They decided to go in and look around. As they entered they were greeted by a pair of very familiar faces, Paul McAreavey and Uncle Rudy Bargmann. They explained they had bought the club soon a.fter graduation from Franklin. They had tried other businesses but for some reason they seemed to have a knack for night clubing. As Dick and Verdonna went back to eat, there came from outside the roar of an engine and the squealing of tires and through the door strolled Richard Jacobs. Jake spied Dick and Verdonna and started talking over old times. He informed them that he had taken the World Champion Sports Car Driving title again this year and was planning a little party. They remembered some of his parties so they decided to stick around. Jake ordered some refreshments from the hostess, Toiny Piehl. Toiny had Worked there for two years now. Whistles and heavy breathing arose from the males standing in a somewhat vertical position around the room as the famous model for Harper's Bazaar Magazine, Lois Hass made her heart-stopping entrance. Lois was wearing one of her latest fashions from her salon in Paris. Lois was soon joined by James Hymans, who owns a 30,000 acre cattle ranch in Texas that borders his 20,000 acres of oil wells. When asked what he was doing in New York, James said he was trying to put over a deal to buy Lake Erie for a swimming pool. The next person to enter was no one else than Marilyn Mergen. She came over to join the happy, carefree, fun loving, little group with her husband, Prince Ivan Hadenough. She was now the Ambassador to Monaco and she and her Prince take a vacation every two weeks, for two weeks. The pitter-patter of little basketballs came drifting over to the booth, that was be- coming quite crowded by this time , and as the people looked up, a ball went sailing through the air and right into a chandelier. Close behind was Lyle Muth. He said, from his vantage point in the chandelier, that he was coach, prompter, owner, and played guard on weekends for the World Champion Basketball team that traveled under the name of Muth's Goof's. As in high school, Lyle had to leave early because of his strict training I'l11eS- Verdonna looked around and saw a lady sitting at the far end with a veil over her face. She looked faintly like Lyla Muth. She stole over and sure enough, it was Lyla. She said that she was a school-teacher and had to disguise herself to have a little fun so her darling pupils wouldn't notice her. How times have changed! As by now the boisterous bunch was getting sloped, the curtain for the floor show went up. And there on the stage was the former editor of M-Q Magazine, now turned comedian, Nuts Newell Ordal. The next performance was more a shock than a surprise. Slinking from behind the curtain came Marilyn Arke, better known as the Green Hornet. No one recognized her because, as she explained later, she had gone on a diet. She explained she had gotten tired of people looking at her and saying, Mmmmm boy! But you are a fat one! ! The party broke up two days later because a few of the people just had to get back to their own haunts . But all agreed that they would be at the next reunion to be held once every year for six months! by Richard Jacobs and Lyle Muth