Baker High School - Spartan Yearbook (Baker, MT)

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History One early bright September morning in the fall of 1946, twenty-eight shy first graders entered Baker Grade School in hopes of absorbing a little knowledge. For the next eight years we toiled until finally we found ourselves in the halls of Baker High as the freshman class of '54. We entered our freshman class with the courage to struggle through algebra and the rest of our subjects. The following eleven pupils were added to our class: Lila Aldinger, Joan Birtic, Janice Brockel, Elsie Chamberlain, Robert Fisher, Delmar Fried, Gloria Kusler, Dennis Meccage, Arthur Meccage, Lennice Nichols, and Roger Traweek. When we assembled at the high school as sophomores we were amazed to see so many of our class- mates missing. But soon we became absorbed in our occupation of half work and half play and the delightful pastime of shooting paper wads and grinning behind books. In our junior year we were pleased to have the underclassmen look up to us as though we were really going to be of importance. We had but one ambition--To Be Seniors. The class worked hard to make the play, Onion in the Stew, a big success along with our Junior Prom. When we entered our last year as Almighty Seniors, we were thirty-six in number and determined to win. Of those thirty-six, with us since the first grade were Linda Agler, Sharon Anderson, Holger Engstrom, Dorothy Howe, Arnold Huether, Judi McClain, Carolyn Morrow, Sharon Phebus, Dick Price, Helen Sheehan, Dorothy Reese, Cleo Sleeth, Robert Smith, Janice Stanhope, and Bob Coldwell. Added to our group during our twelve years of school were Jean Ammons, Elsie Chamberlain, Mary Ann Hoffman, Julie Jensen, Vivian Roy, Royalene Whitcher, Jean Holmlund, Darrell Fried, Rod Cooper, and Dave O'Neill. Our first duty as seniors was to select our announcements and thank-you cards and to have our graduation pictures taken. Our senior play, Tattletale, was a big success. Now, we are eagerly looking forward to commencement when we shall receive our diplomas, and happily yet regretfully leave Baker High forever, feeling that we have profited by her careful guidance and instruction. Mr. L. W. Heftie as our sponsor helped us to our success and advised us in our difficulties, making our path more pleasant. The disagreements and troubles are now forgotten and only precious friendships and good-will remain among the members of the class of '58. We are grateful to our faculty composed of such efficient and capable men and women who are deserving of all our admiration, enthusiasm, praise, and thanks. Sharon Phebus Holger Engstrom Elsie Chamberlain Arnold Huether James Schweigert RUSSELL'S CLOTHING STORE LEON-MAR JEWELRY

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Class Song to the tune of Tammy Baker High. Baker High You and I know “Class of '58, we must go Beyond these dear halls That sometimes seemed to glow. Baker High, Baker High We’re sorry to go. Please understand We think you're grand. Though we must part Our hearts beat so gratefully For giving us this start. So Bye now. keep on now teaching the rule; Baker High, Baker High You're our favorite school. ■ Helen Sheehan, Delmar Fried Darrell Fried. Robert Smith CLASS FLOWER: Lilac CLASS COLORS: Lilac and Silver CLASS MOTTO: Today we launch, where shall we anchor? Class Officers FIRST ROW: Darrell Fried, Carolyn Morrow, Linda Agler, Delmar Fried. SECOND ROW: Lennis Nichols, Dorothy Reese, Julie Jensen, Dorothy Howe, Judi McClain, Viv Roy. THIRD ROW: Arnold Huether, Bob Smith, Roger Traweek. BAKERS CLEANERS SLEETH'S BAR

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Class Poem As we begin this little ditty We will start with our boy Smitty; He loves to joke and tease the girls, His greatest delight is to pull their curls. Next comes Linda, our football queen. And in our mind she is quite keen. Rod is girl shy, .and dates he fears, But who knows what lies in future years? Playboy Arnold is a Ladies' man, Now his class ring is gone from his hand. Our athletic manager for four years was Jim, He works hard at keeping slim. Carolyn says she's going on to school, Who does she think she’s going to fool? Third finger, left hand is a happy tune, For Jeanne Holmlund who's getting wed in June. In all activities Joan plays her part, This gal has a golden heart. As a student Darrell is A-l, And out of school he's loads of fun. Never glum and oh! so jolly! Lennice reminds us of a little dolly. Roger always came late to school, While out for football he was nobody's fool. As a basketball player Delmar's one of the best, He has pep and vim and plenty of zest. Dorothy Reese goes through life free oi care. And when there’s a good time she's always there. She loves a joke and is lots of fun, For a gay laugh Judi is the one. Julie's tall and quite a gal, When in need she'll be your pal. Jean Ammons is always happy, never any tears. She plans to get married in just a few years. Dennis loves good fun and a spree, He’s a swell guy you'll all agree. Then there's Janice B., she's the one, Full of life and full of fun. Using her wit she's really bright, Good old Royalene, she's all right! Cleo is very nice and also quiet, Politeness is her daily diet. Lila is ladylike and very nice. She lends to all a bit of spice. Short, quiet, and hard to beat, Makes Dave's story quite complete. His name is Fisher and we all agree, That to the heart of Lonnie he holds the key. She never has very much to say, But we all like Janice S. anyway. Helen's humor is bright, her smile too, She's always happy and never blue. Holger is short, quiet, and quite reserved, Lots of good luck is his deserve. To be a nurse is Elsie's desire. Her ambition we all admire, Mary Ann is always gay, Even though her man is far away. Coldwell keeps the class in a roar, If Mr. Heftieknew,he'd declare war. Sharon Anderson has her share of fun. Yet she keeps Curly on the run. Carol lives out on a farm, So the curfew does her no harm. In a green Olds Dorothy Howe can be seen, On this guy she is really keen. Gloria's heart is set on marriage, Someday she'll be pushing a carriage. Light or dark, short or tall. Our Viv Roy sets a trap for them all. Dick's a friend to you, a friend to me, One of the best as you can see. Sharon Phebus with her wide smile. Seems to be joking all the while. Through four years of high school we've struggled at last; We've flunked and we've failed but at last we’ve passed. May our lives all be such that early and late, We'll each be an honor to CLASS '58. Janice Brockel Gloria Kusler Lila Aldinger Vivian Roy LIVESEY LOCKER CENTER 16 GIFT’S TIRE SERVICE