Big Sandy High School - Pioneer Yearbook (Big Sandy, MT)

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JUNIOR CLASS HISTORY June, July, August slowly slipped away and then on September 3, 1935 there came a renaissance in the history of our lives. We joined the Grand Army of the Big Sandy High School. After registering in the office of our new commander in chief, Mr. Gillespie, and getting acquainted with the orders and personalities of the other officers, we received our knapsacks and prepared for our long march across the wide expanse of learning. Little did we know what was ahead of us or how our fates would turn. Our large army was divided into four regiments. The highest group was known as Seniors ; no one knew why—unless they were more experienced in trying to bluff the officers in what they knew. It was this group what gave us our first lessen in army manners. On September 18, their foolishness was reflected from all of us, when we appeared, as for a Masquerade Ball in whigs and out- fits bowing and acting at their command to the amusement of all. It was the most dreadful and distressful day in our school history, but as we dared not show any resentment we took It like good sports and hoped for the best. Then followed the Juniors, patiently waiting for the time when they would be of the highest rank. The Sophomores were next--all genius- es or wise fools. We were of the lowest rank and were called Freshies perhaps because our ideas and answers seemed bright and foolish to those who had learned the correct an- swers elsewhere. There were twenty-nine of us Freshmen that started on the grand march. Under the able leadership of Colonel C. F. Boess and the staff composed of Lieutenant Mack Quinn and his Secretary Laura Tucker, we all worked hard and in the end we returned all the favors and enjoyments which had been given for our benefit by the upper classmen. Indeed! we were a grand expedition, united in spirit and determined to explore every nook and corner of Science, Economics, Mathematics and English. Many of us have continued throughout cur work with that same high spirit while others have had to take what to them seemed the easier paths of life and put their footprints in other roads. When our time expired for that year and we got leave for a three-month rest that we might be better able to resume the work in the coming fall, we were surprised to learn, upon looking over our accomplish- ments, that we had made many valuable contributions to Scholarship, Football, Basket-ball, Band, Orchestra, Debate, Declamation and many of the other school activities. During our Sophomore year of cur expedition we have very little to add. We were sup- posed to devote ourselves exclusively to mental and physical training while exploring the fields of knowledge and experience. There had been a change in the following officers: Colonel, Miss Davidson; Lieutenant, Walter Erikson; and Secretary, Arthur Svennungsen. We took an active part in the school activities and made the Athletic Banquet a success in spite of our low funds from the unsuccessful attempt at running a booth at the school Car- nival. We acquired a new member at the close of the year but we had a decrease in the regiment. When we went into our summer camp we had twenty-five members left. September 4, 1937 again summoned us back in the exploring expedition. By this time we had seen two years of service and were half way across the continent of Education, as far as our four years work was concerned. We started with twenty-five members throughout the following months. As Juniors we have more social obligations and requirements than either of the preceding years, but with the help of Colonel E. Hollister, which we sin- cerely appreciate, and with the help of the staff composed of Lieutenant Mildred Lloyd, and Secretary Pauline Kaiser we hope to come through this year carrying the flag Cj. suc- cess. We got off with a good start by clearing twenty-five dollars at the school Carnival held on October 23. Our first great undertaking was the Junior Play which came off on December 11. It was a success and put approximately fifty dollars in our treasury, tie intend to put on the Junior Prcm this spring and until then we can only sit back, and Quietly take orders from the officers until something comes up that will be for our side.

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HELKER OPHUS nOh that maroel, long ■ay it wave. Football 2 3 Carnival 2 Ag. Play 3 MACK Q.UINN light cylinder motor, body by Fisher, no brakes—a football player De Luxe, Football 1 3 Class President 1 Student Council 3 State Farmer 3 Ag. Play 3 Carnival 3 State Grain Judging 2 AMOS SVENNTJNGSEN What a oute little baby he aaist have been. Band 123 Orchestra 123 Football 123 Basketball 123 Basketball Captain 4 Vice President 3 Carnival 3 Athletic Show 2 Monogram Club 1 Centennial Staff Dist. Scholarship 2 LENOARD SORENSEN Three things shine—The sun, the moon, and his hair. Band 123 Orchestra 123 General Course LILLIAN PETR On studies most her mind is bent Home Ec. Club 12 3 Junior Play Centennial Staff Dist. Scholarship 2 CLYDE REICHELT Heroes are made, not bom, F. F. A. Radio 1 Football 123 Basketball 2 Orchestra 123 Athletic Show 2 Declamation 1 ARTHUR SVENNUNGSEN There surely must be some hard work in him »ous none of it ever came out, Basketball 123 Football 123 Football Co-Cap. 1538-39 Band - Orchestra 123 State Band 2 Centennial Staff Band Pres. 123 Class Sec.-Treas. 2 Glee Club 3 Carnival 1 3 All County Basketball 3 Junior Play MR. HOLLISTER Sponsor

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JUNIOR CLASS WILL We, the Juniors and class of 39, hereby declare in our sound minds and bodies our last will and testament. To the Sophomores, we leave the knowledge we have obtained in our Junior year. To the Freshmen, we leave the marked-up books, waste paper, (and good-will?) with our teachers. Individually, the class of 1939 bequeaths: I, Audrey Arrison, bequeath my intereat in the prairie to Alice Henderson, I, Rosalie Balazic, bequeath my ability to disturb English class to Bascom Delp, hoping he will understand, I, Tony Balazic, bequeath my accuracy in Typing to Marian Henderson in case she takes Typing, I, Arabella Berlinger, bequeath my laughter to forever echo through the halls, I, Wilfred Berlinger, bequeath my long strides to Ruth Hultin. I, Rosella Blockhus, bequeath my silvery voice to Nora Berg. I, Vernell Dyer, bequeath my usual quietness to Lawrence Matthews. I, Wally Erikson, bequeath my splendid ability to get library excuses to Ed Laulo. I, Alex Haburchak, bequeath my long practiced feat of holding two jaw-breakers in my mouth and reciting in class to Noreen Welty. I, Pauline Kaiser, bequeath my ”I-got-ya look” and musical ability to Constance Jorgensen. I, Orville Komodowski, bequeath my entertaining qualities to Ronald Upham. I, Mildred Lloyd, bequeath my ”head-of-the-cless wisdom” to Jean Frame. I, Robert McConkey, bequeath my ways with the opposite sex to Bob Martin. I, Ella Mae Nepil, bequeath my ”Dorm” experiences to Dick Moes thinking that he has possessed almost as much as I have. I, Geneva Olson, bequeath my love of going home every week-end to Helen Petr, in hopes she can tear away from Dick Moes long enough to use it. I, William O’Neil, bequeath my lordly ways and social standing to Bob Tingley. I, Helmer Ophus, bequeath my ”cock-of-the-walk strut” to Clarence Randall. I, Lillian Petr, bequeath my sedateness and love of dissecting to Kenneth Chauvet. I, Mack Q,uinn, bequeath my blond curls to Alva and Alma Jappe because I know they can’t be separated, hope there’s enough for both. I, Clyde Reichelt, bequeath my boxing abilities to Betty Jones to amuse herself when she’s alone. Don’t hurt yourself, Betty! I, Lenoard Sorensen, bequeath my freckles to Edna O’Neil so she may be more like William. I, Amos Svennungsen, bequeath my ”bashfulness” to Thelma Skaalure in hopes it won’t effect her too much. I, Arthur Svennungsen, bequeath my football, basketball, and American History knowledge to Vernon Hansen. WITNESSES: 9X52 Rosella Blockhus Audrey Arrison