Oakridge High School - Warrior Yearbook (Oakridge, OR)

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C (cl55 Naomi Weaver Walt Spriggs Bright and early on the morn of September 15, 1949, sixty-three varied char- acters entered the halls of O. H. S. We attended our first classes of secondary education and before the year was over became accustomed to the idea that they weren't all a cinch . Inexperienced as we were, we elected officers that led us through out activities of painting the O (O for poison Oak), giving the successful return party to the sophomores near Christmas time with the theme Old England , and sending the seniors off amid our decorations at commencement. They were: President , Walt Spriggs; Vice President, Bill DuMont; Secretary, Donna Miller; Treasurer, Allan Clark; and Sargeant-at-Arms, Marion Beard. Our Advisor was Mrs. Harriet Mun- nick. The freshmen candidate for the Junior Carnival, Edna Strakbein, honored her class by being chosen queen. Back again we came the next year rearin' to get at the freshies, which we learned sadly were to be included in junior high, leaving us as the younguns again. Leland Cramer advised the robust group of sophomores in carrying out the social affairs of the year--the painting of the O by the ninth grade, a welcome party, decoration for baccalaureate, and a vaudeville show. The officers were: President, Bob Rob- ison; Vice President, Allan Clark; Secretary, Donna Miller; and Treasurer, Walt sPriggs- By the time we were juniors we numbered 46. Our officers were: President, Walt Spriggs; Vice President, Bob Robison; Secretary, Naomi Weaver; and Treasur- er, Rhea Dohn Blobaum. The lucky advisor was Mrs. Marion Lord. After the excitement of the beautiful class rings wore off, we got to work. First the play, The Life of the Party on March 14; then the Junior Carnival in April; and the memorable Junior-Senior Prom and Banquet. The senior year seemed strange; no one to look up to; no one telling us what to do; strange faces and the empty absence of old ones. The class now numbers forty. During the first of the year, we gave one of the most successful plays ever given here, Green Valley,” under the direction of Mrs. Harms, our wonderful advisor. We made it--breathlessly. And now that we have time to think of what we're leaving, the sports, the teachers, yes, even the classes, we're sorry to be leaving, but we're glad to at last have reached manhood and womanhood, glad to be starting our lives with our motto before us-- The Higher We Rise, The Broader Our View. sponsored by the SENIOR CLASS