Askov High School - Pine Knot Yearbook (Askov, MN)

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BRUNO GRADE SCHOOL HISTORY Back in '42 thirteen excited youngsters entered the Brxmo Grade School. They were Marie Brown, Mary Billnan, Lyle Gray, Ronald Gross, Mary Ann Judkins, Ruth Moedt, Elmer Monette, Edith Nelson, Bonnie Pearson, Lois Passow, Arlene Peterson, Allan Plaisted and Norbert Werner- skirchen. Our teacher for our first two years was Miss Mary Murphy. Ruth Moedt moved to Chi- cago during our second year of school. In third grade we had Miss Hawley for our teacher. Mary Ann Judklns and Lyle Gray left us this year. Our fourth grade was very much the same ex- cept for harder work. Miss Lennox was our teacher this year. Glen Weidendorf, Gerald Wallner and Betty Frazer joined us this year. Miss Holmes was our teacher during our fifth and sixth grades. Bernice Linder joined us in the fifth grade and left us again in the sixth. We had a few new students join us during our sixth grade which made it much more fun and more competi- tion. John Swanson, Richard Fuller and George Ayers were the new students. Richard Fuller left us after the sixth grade but James Trestrail was there to take his place. Isabella Walker also joined us about the middle of this year. Mr. Trestrail was our teacher through our seventh and eighth grades. James Trestrail left us after the eighth grade so there were fifteen of us left looking forward to going to Askov. KERRICK GRADE SCHOOL HISTORY In 191.2 five youngsters entered the Kerrick school to meet their first grade teacher, Miss Stine. They were Jerry Sexton, Maurice Keyport, Rose Ann Ketchum, Donna Mae Hackett, and Soph- :la Robinson. In the second grade we had a new teacher, Miss Edstrom, and also a new classmate, Wanda Fogarty. Sophia Robinson moved to another school. Miss Edstrun was also our third grade teacher. Miss Chaffer was our teacher in the fourth grade, this year John Domagalla joined us. In the fifth grade we were moved into another room, which was known as the big room. Here we met our new teacher, Mr. Havisto. In the sixth and seventh grades, Mr. Anderson was our teacher. It was in the seventh grade that June Hartfiel joined us. Mrs. Flor was our teacher in the eighth grade. We were all looking forward to meeting our new classmates at Askov. DUQUETTE GRADE SCHOOL HISTORY In 191.2 several excited little youngsters entered the Duquette Grade School. We were Carol Meyer, Ralph Bloom, Walter Bloom, lqrtle Magnuson, and Billy McKee. Our teacher :ln our first grade was Miss Soenns. In our second and third year no more came or dropped out. Our fourth year was more exciting because of a new teacher, Mrs. Erickson. We were happy to see two new faces, Shirley Lundwall and Charlene Lundwall. ' In our fifth year we had a new teacher, Mrs. Ness and a new student came to our school', Ernest Pionk. Our sixth and seventh year was not too eventhxl. We also welccmed a new teacher, Mrs. Johnson. In the last year of grade school we still had Mrs. Johnson aa our teacher. We all looked forward to seeing our new classmates who we would join in the ninth grade at Askov High. The four finishing this year are Shirley, Walter and Carol. HIGH SCHOOL HISTORY Forty-two intelligent faces ibut that was alll started high school. The whole thing was all right by us except for one little thing. Initiation! Remember those itchy ol' 'Long Johns ? Weren't they horrid? And those shoes! Wonder how the boys ever lived through it. We had some of our classes over in the D.B.S. Hall, and it was a lot of hm walking back and forth. Che nice thing-they could never tell where we were. We found out who the gentlemen were, too, when one of the teachers was pushed down in the msd rush for dinner. In our sophomore year we had our revenge. The freshmen had to take their pmmishment now! All that wasted lipstick! About this time we were finding out what study halls were for--sleep. The teachers didn't quite have the sane idea, did they? Oh, the jvmlor year was really the one for work-the play, prom, and getting the mgng Qggttg out. At least in our own estimation, they were aJ.l successful achievements of our class. Which was the nest fun? All that crepe paper! Remember! We thought we'd never get it all up. Just like rain or shine the school paper was always ready on time. It all goes to prove lost anything can be done. And now it's our last year of high school. At one time or another we've all thought it was hopeless, but here we are hoping and waiting for our diplomas.

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,..---1-371. ' P As I was cleaning the meteor dust off my bookshelves the other day, I ran across an old weather-beaten PINE KNU1' fran 1954. It made me very lonescme for all of my old pals, and I de- cided to take a vacation frm my flying saucer wrecking yard. I gassed up my new Model T smokemobile and hit the air. I hadn't been travelling for over sixty seconds when I hit a huge mass of bricks. I had run smack into a building being erected by the Wermerskirchen Construction Canpany. I chatted with Norbert and his secretary, Miss Isabella Walker, for a few minutes, and they told me I would find Sonja Nielsen down the road in her shooting gallery. Sure enough! I found Sonja surrounded by all her guns, giving lessons in shooting. When I had gone about two miles I discovered an awful factg I had run out of fuel for ny little smokemobile. So I set out on foot for the nearest farm where I met, to my surprise, Karen Krogh, who was busy harvesting her bountiful bean crop, and she welcomed me warmly. She gave me sane fuel and a lift in her surrey and told me not to miss visiting the Dry River Hoe- down in the Legion Nall at Danbury, for Ronald Clark was to sing there that night as the main attraction. I assured her I wou1dn't miss it and I d1dn't, either. The show was a huge successg the entire populace of the area turned out to see it. That night I also witnessed an amazing feat-.a juggling act by Allan Plaisted. After the show I chatted with Clara Hedin, manager of the Hedin Poultry Farms both here and in Japan. The next day, bright and early, I hopped into my little smokemobile for a visit with other old pals in New York. To my surprise, as I was my-ing atm juice, I noticed a huge billboard announcing the next game between Askov and Syracuse, with Jerry Peg-leg Sexton as the world's greatest basketball player. He also runs a Hot Rod Manufacturing Company on the side. fend enjoys this even more, I'm told., When I reached New Yak I headed straight for a big sign which read: Expert Roller Skating Instructions, Gloria Anderson, P1-op. I couldn't resist this and I received sms very timely tips fran Gloria on skating and also as to the whereabouts of other old buddies. She told me that Bonnie Pearson was Dean of Girls at a hqne for juveniles who skipped school. She said that Miss Pearson has a very understanding nature and much experience, which, no doubt, has contributed to her success as a counselor of this sort. While in New York, I found Rose Ann Ketchum, as head nurse, in one of the leading hospitals. At the time of my visit with her I also chatted for a while with Cecelia Ingemansen, who had been doctoring for sometime for toeache-itis. However she had improved a great deal and told me where I could find me of her friends fend mine, toes who was none other than Ardyce Henrik- sen, the head librarian, in the biggest library in the nation. While visiting her there, I talked with Laurence Hegge who was busy with his latest experiment--a cat that woulf'n't meow. So far he had not had much success but was still trying. On the way back from the library, I spied a poster in a window which read: 'Magnuson Reducing Salon , I stepped inside and saw Iqrt with five busy secretaries flying around her. Myrt offered me a free treatment and I accepted-just for hm, of course! She had a very nice layout there. She told me that Marvin Olesen was her best customer and was around most of the time, so she hired him as janitor of her establishment. She told me to be sure to visit the Keyports while I was in town, so I took her advice and visited Shirley and Maurice that very afternoon, and of course, their family. I also chatted with Carol Sagvold for several minutes after I left the Keyports. At the time she had been baby-sitting with fifteen of her grand- children and was taking sane of them for a little stroll. I headed north to see Walter Bloom at the fire tower in Nickerson. He welccmed me warmly and directed me to agplace to buy smokemobile fuel. When I saw Delores working as the attendant in the wrecking yard and gas station combination, I got the surprise of my life. The name of her establishment was Modern Machinery Hill. Walter also mentioned to me the trouble his neighbors were having. It seemed that the Mrs., Elsie, couldn't agree with her husband on one score. She wanted to continue singing with her cousin, Harriet, as the Moley girls, but her husband had been having earaches and oouldn't stand the noise. As I left the wrecking yard, Delores told me to watch out for Jack Pearson who was still crazy about cruising around on his cycle. It was still the same, only he had super-atomic power now. I was just thinking about Jack when he whiszed up to me. He told me he was just returning frm the shindig over at Danbury. I asked him what the big stink was that I snelled. He told me it was rutabagas. Leo Jensen and LeRoy Clausen had fonned a corporaticn to beccme the big- gest root dealers in the area, the roots must have been rotten. I stopped in at their place to use the telephone. When I got there they were busy making plans for the construction of a double-duty destinker. When I got the operator, she sounded familiar, and suddenly I realised I was speaking to Joyce Jensen, telephone operator, noted for her quick, courteous service. I got U party and soon afterwards took off in my mnokemobile for Venus.