Wausa High School - Viking Yearbook (Wausa, NE)

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SENIOR SKIP DAY On Friday morning, April 21, the long awaited skip day became a reality, when the members of the class of 1944 left, bright and early, to spend the day in Sioux City, The class arriv- ed at their destination a few minutes after nine o'clock, and im- mediately proceeded to Davidson's Tea Room, where they enjoy- ed a hearty breakfast, before embarking upon the day's, activi- ties. They returned to the Tea Room for their noon luncheon where they were seated together at one long table. As all industrial places were closed to visitors for the dura- tion of the war, members of the class spent their time in various ways. Many of the group rode the street-cars from one end of the city to the other, this being a new experience for most of them. Shopping, sight-seeing, roller skating and attending the theaters made up a full day for the class members. The group left for home about eleven o'clock, ,arriving at Wausa a couple of hours later. Despite the fact that it was meatless day in Sioux City, and that other war-time restric- tions prevailed, the class did have an enjoyable time, which will not be erased from their memories for a long time to come. i -Audrey Frevert. 00000 CLASS PCIEM O Q O I C I IN LEAVIN G It's time for the Seniors to say goodbye, To the studies they've pretended to dread. They'll lay down their books and silently sigh For their high school days have fled. They've chosen a motto, as all Seniors do, And selected their colors and flowers, i And they've thought of the years that so quickly flew For they have cherished every hour. Then they look to the future ahead of them, And each picks his walk of life, And they'1l work for the task that was meant for them, Though it may mean trouble and strife. A They might strive for the job of a white collar man, Or the task of a humble farmer, But they'1l work for America as best they can, And protect her from those who may harm her. -Arlene Poole

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Next I am carried across the quiet Pacific to the little country of Siam. Here, as the scene takes me inland, I find two more classmates, Lorayne Shallberg and Mardelle J ohnson, These two girls are missionaries and doing an excellent 'job of helping the Eatives, Mardelle as a medical missionary, and Lorayne as a eac er, As we start off again a, large battleship comes into the scene. As it moves closer I see the sailors busy polishing the guns and swabbing the deck. As I look closer I see two familiar faces. They are Albur Peters and Elton Greenwall as boat-swains. They are sitting astride the large guns and making a poor at- tempt to polish them. . V A few scenes flash by rapidly and I see the Fremont High School. Here Lois Erickson is busily working in the normal train- ing department. She is getting along very well and has gone far in her profession. Further on flashes of color come into view. As the flashes become more distinct, I realize that I am in ai little hat shop in Paris. While trying on hats, I seem to recognize the clerk. Look- ing more directly in her face I remember her as my old classmate Elaine Landholm. Although she seldom wears a hat, she seems to take a great delight in the designing of hats, 3 I next see a speedway in the scene. It seems that as the race is drawing to a close, a large blue and silver racer suddenly flashes to the front and roars down the straight-away to win. As the driver steps from the pit and removes his helmet I realize that it is Lamont Larson whose hair had turned silver under the constant strain of driving. This was only one of his many victories. The scene again changes and this time I see the capital at Washington. As the picture grows clearer I see our 'silver tongued orator, Ruth Skoglund. She seems to have the floor and is trying to persuade her colleagues in the House that every woman should have an equal share in the wealth of the nation. Now the scene changes to Bloomfield. The smoke takes me to a Beauty shop. Here I see Audrey Frevert fixing people's hair in the latest styles. She has invented a machine that puts a wave in a persons hair that stays in permanently. Audrey did not par- ticularly invent this machine to get out of work. Her business is io gloodl that she does not have time to wave the people's hair y an . The pipe is now slowly beginning to cool and as the last scene flashes before me, I see Norma Hillberg. She is bending over a.desk and seems to be busy, trying to make her books balance. Norma has gradually worked up to the top and is now the manager of the Farmers Union Store at Wausa. -Madylin Nixon

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SENICIR CLASS WILL Wle, the Class of '44, being of sound mind, do herewith be- queath the following traits, characteristics, and. possessions to our superiors and to our under classmen. Phyllis Anderson-My quiet ways to Virginia Mae Carlson. Arlene Dahl-My giggles to Garlan Reed. Eva May Dillman-My southern accent to Dona Mae Somerfeldt. Lois Erickson-My studiousness to Duane Enquist. Audrey Frevert-My popularity in other towns to Beverly John- son. Elton Greenwall-My witty remarks to Gladalynn Carlson. NormaJHillberg-Mly ability to pick an argument in class to Edna ordan. Lo Vaine Hult-My constant smile to Carolyn Bloom. Gene Johnson-My lengthy form to Richard Schulte. Mardelle Johnson-My quiet laugh to Donald Nelson Nathalyn Krohn+Some of m.y gold jewelry to Arlyn Mittan. Elaine Landholm-My exactness to Daryl Hult. ' Lamont Larson-My helmet to Ronald Lindblad. Gladyce Lind-My quick temper to Donald Larson. Madylin Nixon-My brown eyes to Miss Brooker. Donald Osberg-My blond hair to Mary Lou I-Iolmberg. Donald Pearson-My flirtish ways to Wesley Seger. Albur Peters-My sportsmanship to Charles Lundquist, Shirley Peters-My good crop of hair to Bonnie Bee Erickson Arlene Poole-My Irish to Don Holmquist Dale Shallber'-My car to anyone who can make it hold together. Lorayne Shallberg-My red tinted hair to Arlis Seger. Lester Skoglund-My sweaters to Leonard Windell. Ruth Skoglund-My love of mysteries to Geraldine Lundeen. Maxine Swanson-My business like attitude to Hazel Johnson. Ronald Swanson-My slow actions to Arlyne Peterson. We. recognizing this as our last will and testimony, here- unto affix our signature as the class of One Thousand Nine Hundred and Forty-Four. WITNESS: Gene Johnson 00000 SENIOR CLASS PLAY O O O I O O A MIND OF HER OWN On Tuesday evening, May 16, the Class of '44 presented their class play, A Mind of Her Own , at the community audi- torium. The play was a three act comedy by Anne Ferring Weatherly, and was directed by Miss Viola Mogck. The story of the play dealt with the difficulties and troubles of Bunny, whose efforts to imitate everybody else, but never by any chance just be herself, created many amusing sit- uations in the production. After trying on her friends' personali- ties like as many hats, she at last tries on her own and dis- covers that it fits, But in the meantime, she nearly loses the one man, queers at big business deal for her father, and creates a pandemonium of tension and laughter for the audience.