Monticello High School - Panther Yearbook (Monticello, IA)

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S 4 . R. I- T 'Ky ,Q is il I : N :RK X 1 wi, 4, x .S W lg ZA 'RA X . x i 'f - Z- '. 'L' ,42?f55'1,'-: . .4 iw , W LYNN BALDWIN If it's between wit and wisdom, give me wit. SHERRELL BOLKEN I can't think of two things at once, so I think of her and let my studies go. fi JOHN BEHN The road to success is dot- ted with many tempting parking places. f - N--v 'IT' I ROBERT BENSON He raised his head, turned his page, and fell asleep again. RUTH BOYSEN Mischief shines through her eyes. vw fr Qx ...X LOUIS BERGSTROM Beware! I might do some- thing sensatiunal yet. 1 0 MARILYN BRIGHT If giggles were unlawful, I'd spend the rest of my life in jail. '-Q if fx NEIL BLEADORN Don't study you lesson lessen your study

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Q M -Ps fmfH.p,g . l I A Graduating Class of 1957 SENIOR CLASS SONG WE BELIEVE that as we sail the sea of life we shall recall, Teachers, dances, books, and all the football games, then basketball We shall also keep in mind the work and fun that we have shared, each passing year Memories will be dear. WE BELIEVE that through the many passing years our friendships grew We regret that we must say Goodbye to all the friends wc knew, As we part we hope we never shall forget our memories here, at Monti High. And now we must say, Goodbye . 'f ' ,I 5 I 5- x uf - T, A

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ji T 3, 0' Y ' ! Un ,. . 5- ,... - :QQ -f 4 in x S it in LARRY CARTIXNO GARRETT CASS GLENDA CATLETT Whuxi uvur lic fecls like I bclicvc iii ooiisurviiig, You may rugrul your um-rcisiiig, hc Sits down eiicrgyg cspccially my own. speech but not your silence. uiilil thi- fueling goes .1VVrly. JAMES DIETIKER SNNDRA CURRIF He's neither a bookworm PHYLLIS DREXLER Tskr- Linn- no dn-.in15 il or ii social hound but hu's Who could tell what's in hizriios Lhe soul In Lhu stars. a swell guy to have around. her mind without asking! flag' , 7 I 'F' Ibn! ?' V-.1 J ,f N. Qc: w-1,3 y W 3 .-,f PA V! STANl.EY CHADWILLL Du it unto others before Lhey do it unto you. awoke xJg..f A23 I Y., s 'ET if BETTY COLE lf silence were golden, l'd be a millionaire. WTI. MA COX The bust wa to kill time Y is to work it to death.