Meadow Grove High School - Trojan Yearbook (Meadow Grove, NE)

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SENIOR CLASS HISTORY In the fall of ’35 thirty boys and girls wished to strive ior higher learning and so entered the all renowned Meadow Grove High. Class officers elected were: President, Bob Collins; Vice President, Norman Rudnick; Secretary-Treasurer, Phyllis Yenter. Miss Snider acted as sponsor during the year ai d managed to keep the ever nimble young freshmen on the road to higher learning and the finer things for which to strive. Harold Rhoades, Elvera Fisher and Norman Rudnick all left our midst and moved to new locations where they continued their school careers. In the following year we again returned to school as distinguished Sophomores, and found that we still had the same twenty-seven members; however, they did not all remain with us throughout the year. Marylnn Sherlock, June Weiss, and Gerald Cleveland left our ranks and left us with a sad little number of twenty-four until a very noble character burst upon us with all the vitality and vivo’ of a Nebraska dust storm. We have never regretted the fates that sent James Bradford into our midst with his Irish wit and Caustic pen. Mr. Andrews sponsored us through the year and instructed us in the manly art of staying upon our feet despite the fact that a pair of roller skates is the most slippery thing that one can find. Class officers were: President, Pauline Catron; Vice President, Bob Collins, and Secretary-Treasurer, Phyllis Yenter. The Sophomore boys started out on their athletic career which was to increase in magnitude as the years of school passed. As our Junior year opened, we found Mount Hope had bestowed upon us four splendid students: Della Kilmer, Dick Reeves, Duane Stewart and Reed Switzer, but we had lost Anita Antrim and Lois Sessler. The Class officers were: President, Jim Bradford; Vice President, Quentin Osborn; Secretary-Treasurer, Phil Giant. This year we produced, under the fine management of Miss West and Miss McGregor, the Junior Class play, “You're the Doctor,” which was a grand and glorious success despite the terrific headaches the cast caused our directors during

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practices. Another grand high light in our careers came when we prepared the Junior-Senior banquet. Many tired muscles and aching backs resulted but everyone had a wonderful time in giving the Seniors of 1938 a grand farewell from this high school. At the start of this year we found that being Seniors seemed not nearly so inaccessible as it had looked in those twelve years of journeying to the top, yet there certainly was a fine feeling of distinction in being seniors. Lorna Collins had moved to a new home and we missed her from our ranks. Mr. Taylor started the year as our sponsor but we were greatly disappointed when he left our midst in the middle of the year to move to a new position, he had traveled with us from our freshman year and for a few weeks it was a bewildered class that wandered around wondering what it was to do without him. His place was filled for a few weeks by Mr. Lindahl, but not permanently until Mr. Payne came from Kearney to take Mr. Taylor’s place and guide the Seniors on their final semester’s journey to graduation. In this our Senior year, we bestowed the honor of President upon Phil Grant—idol of the hardwood. Carl Berg served as vice president and Merle Horrocks was our Secretary-Treasurer. The Senior Class pictures were taken—of course with a great amount of giggling, and excitement. The Annual staff was chosen with Jimmy Bradford as chief scribe—or Editor. The Senior Class play, “It Happened in Hollywood,’’ was a great success coached by A. E. Payne, our able and helpful sponsor. High School has been a grand experience and I know every Senior will feel a little reluctant in leaving it, but they certainly bestow all the good luck in their power on these undergraduates and teachers to whom they bid a fond “adieu.” By Carl Berg.