Wauneta High School - Broncho Yearbook (Wauneta, NE)

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tackle and took off. When 1 got to Enders there was a large crowd standing over by a little fishing stand so 1 went over and there was BOB E1NSPAHR selling minnows. 1 told him what I wanted and he told me that he would show me where to catch some catfish if I would wait for a little while; so I waited. We went fishing for a little while and Bob and 1 had soon caught our limit. On my way home I came upon two women who were trying to fix a flat tire. 1 stopped and tried to give my assistance. After I had fixed the tire they asked me who I wa and 1 told them, they then introduced themselves as NORMA POTTHOFF and ARDIS REINWALT. I told them [would followthem back to townincase they had any more trouble. When I got back to Wauneta 1 went into the bank to cash a check. The building was just aboutas lhad remembered it. While I was waiting for tnem to give me my money 1 noticed JEAN NEVILLE was one of the cashiers. After 1 told her who 1 was she introduced me to SHIRLEY HILL and KATHERINE DYBDAHL. They told me they had all been working in the bank ever since 1956 when EVELYN MALONE had bought it. Evelyn was one of the richest people in Nebraska now. This was too much of a shock so after they cashed my check 1 went home and said goodbye to my folks. I drove over and picked up Glen and we started out for New York. I thought 1 had been very lucky to have seen so many of my old classmates and I was very happy they were all well and were doing very well in their chosen occupations. CLASS SONG This old school once knew our laughter, This old school once knew our tears, This old school was home and comfort, As we passed on through the years, This old school is a gonna miss us, This old school is a' gonna cry. Now it trembles just to think, That we’re a’ gonna say goodby. Ain't a' gonna need these books no longer. Ain't a' gonna study no more. Ain't got time to learn our English, Ain’t got time to study math. Ain't got time to bother teachers, Nor time to write a theme, Ain't gonna need this school no longer, We’re gettin' ready to see the world. CLASS HISTORY lnthe yearof our Lord 1943 A. D.. ten little girls and boys with hair brushed slick and faces shining, started school to greet their teacher, Miss Arlene Elliott, now Mrs. Tom Buffington. The students were Bob Einspahr, Rodger Gage. Rodney Hamilton, Richard Hummel, Esther Jeffrey, Berneta Knepper, Doneta Knepper, Audry Lane, Jean Thompson, and Frank Crapson. In the second grade, Mrs. G. E. Mithcll was our teacher. In this room our number was added to by Rosalie Miley, Katherine Dybdahl, Willard Lariner, Francis Ockinga, Jackie Ockinga, and Junior Jones. In the third grade our teacher was Mrs. Edna Voseipka. Jean Thompson moved away. Dean Peterson, Gary Bodeman, Janice Walgren, Norma Potthoff, and Mickey Metcalf entered. In the fourth grade our teacher was Mrs. Dorothy Steckman. Mickey Metcalf and Frank Crapson moved away. Jean Thompson and Mary Lou Bricker entered. In the fifth grade Miss Mary Olson, now Mrs. TyHarbert, was our teacher. Carol Bley, Mickey Metcalf. Ralph Woodburn. and Rodney Heldenbrand entered. In the sixth grade we started departmental work. Our home room teacher was Mrs. Susie Graves. Our other teachers were Mrs. Mabel Scriven and Mr. Lennard Blinde. Mickey Metcalf moved away. Delores Bell, Mary Lou Harvey, Sharia Ross, John Bevlin, and Kenneth Drake entered. Inthe seventh grade our teachers were Mr. A. Jay Hanway, Mr. Warren Hughes, and Mrs. Mabel Scriven. This year Bonnie Cunningham, Iva Michel, Milton Bacon, and Mickey Metcalf entered. In the eighth grade, our last year in Wauneta Grade School, we had as teachers. Miss Lois Smith, Mrs. Mabel Scriven our home room teacher, Mr. Paul Austin, music, and Mr. A. Jay Hanway who had to leave for the service of his country and who was replaced by Mr. Douglas Sjogren. One new student entered, Jean Neville. We began our freshman year with 36 students; 22 boys and 14 girls. They were Ted Anderson, Betty Bartels, Carol Bley. Gary Bodeman. Janice Buffington. Frank Crapson, Kenneth Drake, Katherine Dybdahl. Bob Einspahr, Darrel Einspahr. James Fekkers. Gary Fortkamp, Rodger Gage, Jim Gauger, Jerry Haarberg, Rodney Hamilton, Mary Lou Harvey, Rodney Heldenbrand, Shirley Hill. Richard Hummel, Esther Jeffrey, Berneta Knepper, Doneta Knepper, Glen Lewis, Evelyn Malone, Mickey Metcalf, Kenneth Meyer. Neal Miller. Jean Neville. Anita Nordhausen, Norma Potthoff, Wayne Rochewski, Clifford Seymour, Jean Thompson, Janice Walgren, Dale Wicke, Dale Wickizer, and Glen Widger. Our class officers were Darrel Einspahr,President,Janice Buffington, Vice President, Anita Nordhausen, Secretary-Treasurer, and Richard Hummel, Student Council Representative. Inour sophomore year Carol Bley, Kenneth Drake, Jim Gauger, Rodney Hamilton, Janice Walgren, and Dale Wickizer dropped. Donna Lloyd and Bob Hamilton entered. We had as our class officers. Rodger Gage. President, Jean Thompson, Vice President, Berneta Knepper, Secretary, Glen Lewis, Treasurer, and Evelyn Malone, Student Council. In our junior year Larry Morgan, Gary Sandman, Marilyn Wheeler, and Myrna Steinke entered our class. Those who left us were Darrel Einspahr. James Fekkers, Neal Miller, Marilyn Wheeler, and Clifford Seymour. Our class officers were Evelyn Malone, President, Betty Bartels, Vice President. Janice Buffington, Secretary. Doneta Knepper, Treasurer, and Glen Lewis, Student Council. We entered our senior year with 30 members. They were Ted Anderson, Betty Bartels, Gary Bodeman, Janice Buffingtofi, Frank Crapson, Katherine Dybdahl, Bob Einspahr, James Fekkers, Gary Fortkamp, Rodger Gage, Jerry Haarberg, Rodney Heldenbrand, Shirley Hill, Esther Jeffrey, Berneta Knepper, Doneta Knepper. Glen Lewis, Evelyn Malone, Mickey Metcalf, Larry Morgan. Jean Neville, Anita Nordhausen, Norma Potthoff, Ardis Reinwalt, Wayne Roschewski, Gary Sandman, Myrna Steinke, Jean Thompson, Dale Wicke, and Glen Widger. Mary Lou Harvey, Richard Hummel. Donna Lloyd, and Mickey Metcalf dropped. Our class officers were Ted Anderson, President. Rodney Heldenbrand, Vice President, Katherine Dybdahl. Secretary, Jean Thompson, Treasurer, and Berneta Knepper, Student Council Representative. Glen Lewis was elected President of the Student Council. Gary Sandman completed his requirements for graduation at the end of the first semester. Mr. Sutherland presented Gary with a diploma at that time and Gary is now a member of the Alumni in good standing. SENIOR CLASS WILL We, the Class of '55, of Wauneta High School, County of Chase and State of Nebraska, being of sound mind and memory, do hereby make, publish, and declare this to be our last will and testament, hereby revoking any will or wills heretofore made by us. All our worldly possessions we leave to the following individuals: TED ANDERSON wills his love for rocket ships to the freshman. Maybe you can get to the moon, Ted never could. BETTY BARTELS wills her late hours to anybody who can keep up with her. GARY BODEMAN wills his extra weight to Terry Sutherland, put it to good use. JANICE BUFFINGTON wills the knowledge that God gave her of the alphabet to future librarians, you may need it. FRANK CRAPSON wills his Tuba to Roger Creeseman, think you can handle it. KATHERINE DYBDAHL wills her quietness to Joan Einspahr, take the hint Joan. BOB EINSPAHR willshiswinning smile to Larry Long, buck up Larry. JAMES FEKKERS wills his giggle to Richard Anderson, don't laugh yourself to death. GARY FORTKAMP wills his red hair to Elaine Harvey, mavbe then she will look a little more like her twin. RODGER GAGE wills his romantic ways toGordon Miley, two of a kind. JERRY HAARBERG willshis love of Hamlet girls to Harlan Haarberg, have fun Harlan. RODNEY HELDENBRAND wills all his belts to Ronnie Hill. Rodney never uses them. SHIRLEY HILL wills her good time in study hall to anybody who can get away with it. ESTHER JEFFREY wills all her secret lovers to the girls of the Sophomore class, take them or leave them. BERNETA AND DONETA KNEPPER will their pony tails to their sister Shirley, like it Shirley? GLEN LEWIS wills his ability to drive trucks to Gary Nordhausen, think you could do it as well as Glen could? EVELYN MALONE wills all her blushing moments to Davida Elijah,have fun with them. LARRY MORGAN wills his gift of gab to Eldon Kerchal, maybe he can talk himself out of as much work as Larry could. JEAN NEVILLE wills her change apron to her sister Barbara, take good care of your customers. ANITA NORDHAUSEN wills her editorials to the janitors, to burn. NORMA POTHOFF wills her baton to one of the next candidates, good luck. ARDIS REINWALT wills her ability to sleep in class to anyone who can keep Betty’s late hours. WAYNE ROSCHEWSKI willshis neat hairdo to Billy Crapson, how about it Billy? MERNA STEINKE wills her knowledge of Shakespeare to the Junior Class, you’ll need it. JEAN THOMPSON wills her love for bull riders to Beulah Berry, think you can keep up with it? DALE WICKE wills his little brotherHenry to anybody who will take care of him when Dale leaves. GLEN WIDGER wills his Ford to anyone who can manage to get into as much trouble with it as Glen did. To Mr. Dunn we will an intelligent Biology class, we think he would enjoy one. To Miss Ihrig we will better Shakespeare students, she could use some. To Mr. Headrick we will all gum under the chairs, we are very sorry Mr. Headrick. To Mr. Haldeen we will a quiet study hall, study hard every one. To Mr. Sutherland we will all the hooky players, take as good care of them as you did us. To Coach Toland we will a good team to take Rodger Gage's place. To Miss Pape we will a charming Home Ec. class, wouldn't that be nice. To Mr. Nicklas we will a room closer to the office so his pupils won't have so far to walk.

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Class Colors--Emerald Green Silver Gray CLASS POEM Class Flower--Golden Daffodil We are the class of ”55 We want you to know we're still alive We are seldom seen, but often quoted For its words, not deeds, for which we're noted. We entered as freshman with our mouths all a'gap And the seniors said, What a large group of saps. As sophomores we had the world by the tail The teachers gave Fs and we all turned pale. As juniors we were not always the best But we had learned how to pass many a test. Our eyesight was good, our crib notes were better When the teacher came ‘round, we hid them under our setter As dignified seniors, so suave and so sure We tell all the teachers, Goodby, bon jour. We have left our mark on this little school And we'll now show the world we're nobody's fool. SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY Here we are in the year 1965. After just returning from Paris, 1 decided to jump in my little jetmobile and go to my old home town of Wauneta for my vacation. It was about 2000 miles so I knew I would have to leave at 4:00 if 1 wanted to get there by 4:30 tomorrow. After getting my bags packed 1 was ready to leave. 1 was doing just fine untill got about 50 miles out of New York and I heard a siren. 1 knew it was a cop, so, 1 pulled over. He came up to the car and told me 1 was going 100 miles an hour in a75mile zone. He wrote out my ticket and gave it to me and it was then I recognized RODNEY HELDENBRAND. After he remembered me he tore up the ticket. Rodney and 1 talked for a little while, then decided we had better part and be on our way. 1 took off again and then remembered I had forgotten to fill up on jetmobile gas. I went about a mile and there was a little station. Upon getting closer 1 looked at the sign and it said The sign of the friendly Opposum and underneath that it said, Haarbergs Service. 1 pulled in, got out, and started to go inside when I recognized the attendant. It was none other than JERRY HAAR-BERG. Jerry told me he had passed up an opportunity to play pro football with GARY SANDMAN'S great team, The Rough Dogs. I wasglad to hear Jerry and Gary were doing fine so, after gassing up, I went on my way. The next stop was a very fine steak house called Wickie's Steak House. 1 drove into the curb, got out and went inside. I sat down and started reading my paper. The waiter came with the menu but I couldn't read it for it was in Latin. I looked up and saw a little man with a red mustache. He was the the head waiter. 1 told him I couldn't read the menu so he very kindly explained it to me. He stated all the different things and I ordered. After he left 1 started thinking to myself that 1 knew him but 1 wasn't sure. In a short while he came back. Then I asked him if he had ever been in Nebraska. He told me that he used to live on a farm out South of Wauneta, then 1 knew who he was. It was GARY FORTKAMP. 1 told him who 1 was and then he remembered me. We talked over the old times for a little while and he told me the owner of this fabulous place was DALE WiCKlE, but Dale wasn’t there at the time. Dale had gone to New York to a new opera show. I finished my dinner and left, for Gary had to go back to work. After getting a cigar 1 decided to hang around town for a little while. 1 was cruising around the town looking for something to do when I saw a big sign. It said, Who will play Coach TED ANDERSON'S undefeated Morgon State Watermelons’in the Cotton Bowl? Go to the game tomorrow at Royal Stadium and see. 1 thought now there would be an exciting adventure for me. remembering when 1 used to play. I decided to stay for the game. Looking for a place to spend the night I came upon a swanky hotel. Esthers Inn was the name of the place. 1 stopped and went in. Right away a bell boy ran over and took my bags and took me up to register. I took the registration book and noticed a small stamp on the book saying. ESTHER JEFFREY. Wauneta, Nebraska, Proprietor. I asked the bell boy where she was and he told me hedidn’t know. I started to leave when he asked me why I didn't tiphim? I told him I forgot and gave him a dollar. When he opened his billfold. I saw the name WAYNE ROSCHEWSKI written on the outside of it. 1 asked him if he was the same Wayne Roschewski tha» I knew in Wauneta. He looked very puzzled and then asked me who 1 was. After 1 told him we laughed over the matter and then he told me he just worked here part time. He was practicing to be an actor. We talked for about an hour waiting for Esther to come but she never did. I left hoping to see her in the morning. Thishad been a very exciting day so I decided to have a little night-cap before I turned in. 1 walked about a block down-town and came upon a swanky little bar. 1 went in and was enjoying a brew when 1 noticed a band setting up. The band-stand said, Fekkers Feet Beaters. Then a handsome, but chubby, man came out on the platform and gave a big speech. He said, This is Jimmy Fekkers and his royal feet beaters, with Miss Anita Nordhausen on the vocal bringing you the kind of music you want to hear. By this time I knew who the man was. It was my old classmate, JAMES FEKKERS and his singing star. ANITA NORDHAUSEN. of the class of 55. After the show was over I went up to the stage and introduced myself. We sar down at a table and talked until closing time. The proprietor wanted to close: I didn't: he called a cop; the cop ran me in to Police Headquarters and put me away for the night. When I awoke the next morning the cop that came to get me told me that he pitied me because I had to go before a woman judge. I went into the courtroom and waited for the judge to appear. A small man came in and introduced the judge. It was MERNA STEINKE. What a break for me; I thought. When I took the stand and the charge was read, the Judge looked at me rather strange and said, thirty dollars or thirty days. I paid my thirty dollars and waited for the court to dismiss. When court was dismissed, I went over and asked her if that was anyway to treat an old pal. She told me she was sorry but all had to be treated in the same manner. 1 told her I didn't really mind and that 1 was glad to see her even if it did cost me thirty dollars. 1 then remembered the football game that I had stayed to see and decided it was time to look for the stadium. 1 was just about ready to give up when 1 saw an Air Force man standing on the corner. 1 pulled up and asked him where the stadium was. He didn't know either, but he was looking for it to. I told him to jump in and we would go find it. When he got in he introduced himself as GLEN LEWIS but 1 didn’t remember the name. Then he told me that an old classmate of his, TED ANDERSON, was coaching at Morgan State this year. About that time it dawned on me that I had had two cla mates named Ted Anderson and Glen Lewis. I asked him if he was from Nebraska and he said. Yes, he was from Wauneta and he was going home tomorrow. 1 told him I was going to Wauneta so he might as well ride back with me. We finally found the stadium but itwastoo late, the seats were already sold out. We knew we wouldn't be able to see Ted so we started out for Wauneta. Once back on the road we drove clear to McCook without stopping. At McCook we stopped for gas and then went into town todo some shopping. I wanted to get a new pair of shoes and Glen wanted to get some civilian clothes. We started looking at stores and saw one called. Knepper’s Store for Twins. I went inside and started looking around. A lady came up to me and asked me if she could help me. I told her I was just looking, then 1 spotted the KNEPPER TWINS at the back of the store. I went back and asked if they remembered me and they did. 1 told them Glen and I had finally come back into the country. Just then Glen came in and meet the twins. After a short visit we bought the things we needed and left. When we drove into Wauneta 1 had a terrible headache so I went down to the old Gibson Pharmacy and ordered a bromo seltzer. The man who waited on me looked familiar, and then 1 remembered who it was. It was none other than GARY BODEMAN. I told him who I was and we talked over times for a little while. After leaving Gary 1 went up to the old school house. 1 went inside very quietly and heard a voice crying, No! No! that's a noun. 1 peaked in the door and there was JANICE BUFFINGTON. She had taken over Miss Ihrigs' old job. 1 always thought she would, the way she liked English. I continued down the hall to the Ag Building and met GLEN W1DGER coming out of the room carrying a couple of boys by the nape of the neck. I followed him and he carried them right up to the Superintendent's office and he was really giving them a working over. After they left I went in and talked to Glen for a little while and he told me that quite a few of our old classmates were teaching in the school. Besides himself and Janice, there was RODGER GAGE who was the head coach and FRANK CRAPSON, the physics teacher. Frank didn’t have a class at the time so 1 went up and talked to him. He told me about how awful the pay for teaching was. Reminded me of another teacher 1 knew. After talking with Frank I wandered out to the football field where the first team was scrimmaging the second team. I walked up to the coach and introduced myself. Rodger then recognized me and told me he had a very good team and hadn't lost a game yet. Next 1 wanted to go and look over some of the old places in town. First, though, 1 had to go down and get some groceries. I went to the place where the old Co-op store was located but there was a big sign outside that read LARRY AND BETTY. I went inside and who should wait on me but LARRY MORGAN. He told me he and the former BETTY BARTELS were married and doing pretty good. After getting my groceries I started to walk off when 1 heard a pair of spurs jingling. 1 looked around sort ot amazed and JEANIE THOMPSON was standing beside me. She told me she had struck oil on one of her little places and now she just raised purebred horses on her other farms. She said she really enjoyed her life. She told me I would have to come out and ride horses sometime before 1 left. I then went home for a little while and then decided to go up to Enders and see if I could catch some fish. 1 rounded up my Class Motto--We have crossed the Bay, the ocean is before us. 12

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SENIOR CLASS PLAY WILLIE'S WEEK-END JANIE LOU HIGGINS......... MRS. OPHELIA WINKLE....... WILLIE WINKLE............. MRS. EDITH MCDONALD....... HANNAH MULLIGAN........... MR. JOSEPHUS POSEY........ MR. OZRO SANDERS............ MR. SAMUEL PRESTON PODGES EVA WOOD.................. BRENDA BURTON............. SHIRLEY LINTON............ MRS. LETITIA WOOD......... ORDERLIES................. . . . Esther Jeffrey . . Jean Thompson Rodney Heldenbrand ... Evelyn Malone . . . Norma Potthoff . Wayne Roschewski .... Larry Morgan . . . Gary Bodeman . Janice Buffington . . Berneta Knepper ......Betty Bartels . . Doneta Knepper .........Glen Lewis Dale Wicke 14