Boone Valley High School - B Line Yearbook (Renwick, IA)

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I, Kathy McKenna, will the job of rolling up the sidewalks in Hardy to Bev Cathcart since there's not much hap- pening by the time she gets home at night anyway. I, Gary Meyers, will my car to Julie james to ride to school in since that's what she's been doing this year. I, Curt Palmer, will the control of our neck of the woods to Janelle Tate in hopes that she can have as much fun there. I, Mardell Pederson, will my ability to cry to Sandy Deppe and I hope that it works for her as well as it has for me. I, Bruce Pergande, will, my ability to get along without a license to Susan Burk. U U I, Dan Rundle, will my unmatched athletic accomplishment to Jim Schipull since I didn't want to give him anything anyway. I, Mary Stevenson, will my violin to Donna Will because I think she's got a good chin for it. I, Richard Thompson, will my starting position in BB to Gary Roseberry so he doesn't have to sit on the bench again next year. l, Wayne Veeder, will my uncanny ability to disrupt class to the Juniors so they may continue to irritate the teachers as I have done. I, Larry Woodley, will my trips to Clarion to Fred Hefty since he'll be looking to other towns pretty soon anyway. CLASS PROPHECY The year of 1969, which current world figures say could be the greatest year in the Twentieth Century. Over a year has elapsed since the class of 1968 'yes, the ones with the spray paintj tearfully and with a sigh of regret, left their beloved high school. The community of Renwick, Boone Valley Schools, and our usually cheerful Mr. Sinek shed a tear at the thought of this outstanding group of future citizens leaving the town to find greener pas- tures. Rumor has it that even our blood and thunder policeman, Barney, had to leave the Commencement exer- cises to keep the public from seeing the mist in his eyes as he recalled the now-gone thrill of chasing down the braver member of the group, who in some wild sprees, honked their horns at 10 O'CLOCK AT NIGHT! ! t Now, a year later, a few members of the class of '69 have decided to spend their skip day looking up their' old schoolmates. The scene is Alkatraz Island. As you know, this island prison, has been closed for lack of busi- ness and also for security reasons, but the graduation of the class of '68, it was forced to re-open for obvious reasons. Once again Alkatraz can flourish as the most crowded prison in the world. And not only does the class of '68 completely dominate the total enrollment here, but some of the more illustrious members are in charge of running the prison. Because of his great leadership qualities Dave Berkenes is the warden of this happy live haven. Dave chose Rick Thompson as his highest assistant, with these two in charge it is really the high office. Since we have traveled quite a distance, we are tired and thirsty and asks about the possibility of having something to eat and drink. Dave informs us that the only place for snack is the prisoner's bar. We proceed to the bar and find the greater part of the class of '68 seated at the bar or at the tables place. It doesn't take us long to figure out the Veed's Vandals are having their meeting now. As it always was, Wayne is the President. All of a sudden somebody jumps down off his bar stool, staggers over to us and says hi ! Why, it's Dave Gimer. As soon as he leaves, a member of our party steps over to the bartender, Larry Wood ley, by the way, and asks him what in the world Dave had to drink. Oh, just a shot of milk, says Larry. Don't worry about him, though. As soon as he gets home and gets a cold shower he'll be all right. A clamor for another round of milk breaks off our conversation. Larry looks questioning down the bar to Mark Hansen- Have you got enough left, Mark? drawls Larry. Yeh, I got all the stuff around here, Mark replies. Well, then set 'em up replies Baby Face Palmer. Let's have a BIG party just like in the good old days! I'm for it, if I can stay in your cell tonight, Palmer, replies Pretty Boy Hebe. Sounds all right to me , echoes Dan Rundle, the real brains of the outfit. As the mugs tip us, the music starts to play and Sharon, the only girl member of the notorious club, takes the floor and goes into her act. Someone seems to be missing from this gay crowd, however. Of course, it must be Moby Bruce. We inquire about him and find that he has become the Prison Chaplain and his motto has recently become, Deliver us from Evil! Time has been flying and we realize we must say goodbye to this old group of comrades and move on through- out the prison. Moving on we see Bonny and Clyde, or more commonly known as Norm and Vicky, sharing the honeymoon suite, reminiscing old times. Too bad THEY didn't notice US! ! 71

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CLASS HISTORY The class of 1968 descended upon the unsuspecting faculty's of Vernon and Renwick schools in the school ear of 1955-1956. Y Those of us who began our education at Renwick were: Dennis Amerson, David Berkenes, Sharon Erdman, David Gimer, Paul Gimer, Mark Hansen, Randy Hansen, David Hebner, Ioan Helmich, Vikcy Helmke, David Hoffman, Jeff Lane, Patricia Matteson, Kathy McKenna, Curt Palmer, Bruce Pergande, ang Rick Trhlpmpson, Marcia Anderson, Anne Clowes, Becky Klasse, Norman Marty, Mary Stevenson egan at ernon. ose joining us in later years include: Skip Anderson, Gary Meyers, Mardell Pederson, Dan Rundle, Kathy Thompson, Wayne Veeder, and La Woodley. During our ffghman year, we received straight I's at the music contest. Mary Stevenson-President, Sharon Erdman-Vice President, joan Helmich-Secretary, and Donna Palmer-Treasurer, served as our class officers. Our sophomore year, filled with the usual events, was highlighted by our football team being the North Star Conference Champions. Dave Gimer-President, Dave Berkenes-Vice-President, Anne Clowes-Secretary-Treasurer and Pat Matteson-Student Council Representative, were our class officers. As juniors, we worked very hard all year to raise money for the Junior-Senior Banquet, The Enchanted Castle. Our Homecoming float, Booned Blazin' to Victory won first place. In November, we presented the play, TIGER HOUSE. Our class officers were: Dave Berkenes-President, Paul Gimer-Vice-President, Anne Clowes Secretary, and Mary Stevenson-Treasurer. We found our Senior year to be the most exciting and busy. Our officers were Dave Berkenes-President, Paul Cimer-Vice-President, Mary Stevenson-Secretary, and Anne Clowes-Treasurer. The boys' basketball team was North Star Conference Champions. In the spring we were entertained by the juniors at the prom. The theme was Roman Holiday . We presented three one-act plays: The Ghost Story , The Boar , and The Little Red Schoolhouse. We spent Skip Day at Fort Defiance State Park, Arnolds Park, Stubs Ranch Kitchen and a movie. The year ended with Senior Breakfast, Baccalaureate, and Commencement. CLASS WILL I, Dennis Amerson, will my countless hours in the shop to Tom Eekhoff and Craig Erwin in hopes that they will also become ace mechanics. I, Dwight Anderson, will the Editorship of the school paper to Louise Nelson in hopes that she can write the Dear Abby Column better than I. I, Marcia Anderson, will my quiet ways to Roxanne Barracks. Rox, you just talk too much. I, David Berkenes, will a copy of my book How to win at BB , to Shirley Prillip and Debby Schneider. Study it well girls. I, Anne Clowes, will my captainship in BB to Marilyn Espe. I hope that you can control the girls on the bench as well as I did. I, Sharon Erdman, will my stpaight hair to Sandy Arne so she doesn't have to spend so much money on straight set. I, David Gimer, will my trips to LuVerne to Jeri Erdman, since Bob hardly ever comes over here. I, Paul Gimer, will my ability to get along with Mr. Sinek to Joni May so she can wear even shorter skirts next year to school. I, Mark Hansen, will my car to Jim Poutre so he may carry on our trips to Eagle Grove next year. I, Randy Hansen, will my ability to get along with good ol' dad Lookingbill to Kirk Swanson so football will be more enjoyable to him next year. I, David Hebner, will my hatred for skin head haircuts to David Anderson. I, joan Helmich, will all the fun I've had in my senior year to Colleen Sander. I, Vicky Helmke, will my ability to hang on to a guy for a long time to Ellen Shurson and Sandy Schipull, so they can feel the security that I have. I, David Hoffman, will to David Trask the job of being the main stay of the football line. I, Becky Klasse, will my good fortune of an early engagement to Vicky Sobek although she apparently doesn't need my help. I, Jeff Lane, will my love for track to Jim Carlson. I don't know of anybody else that wants it. l, Norman Marty, will my wit, charm, '63 Chevy to Jim Lerdal because he could put them all to use. We, Pat Matteson and Kathy Thompson will the BB medical kit and the job of cleaning the orange juice jar to Donna Martin and Rose Nelson. 70

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S help cheer-up the prisoners,--as if they need it. In the corner of another cell we see M t' ' h ' ' ' join the now-famous prison orchestra. Upon entering the pen fieldhouse we see the basketball team vigorously but cheerfully running quarter- Courts. Standing on the sidelines yelling words of encouragement as one of the la ers stumbles d f ll ' p y an a s is none other thanCoach RandyfASHJ Hansen. Hans' losing streak is longer than the proverbial arm. But don't get dis d R ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' courage andy. . I m sure they ll come through yet. With Wally jones Gimer bidding for an all-prison selection and quarterbacking your team, the future looks brighter. Old friends Becky and Mardell have gone their separate ways Becky's on probation no nd h h 's . W a we ear s e been drafted into the WAVES by J. M. Anderson. Mardell's been on good behavior lately but we know she'll never t h ' ' ' ' ge out as s e s in charge of fun and games and the prisoners are having too much fun to let her get away from here. Out back among the rocks is the pit crew--Dink, Wolfer, jeff, and Gary Meyers working on Dave's car-- Wolfer just revved it up for us--Man listen to those pi es! ! P Extra, Extra, read all about it, calls out Marcia, the newsgirl, as she hands up the latest editon of the Alk . . . atraz Kat, edited by none other than Dwight fSk1p, Sportsmen's Cornerj Anderson. We hear he has a real groovy thing going for him and has many critics and fans. Upon leaving we come upon Annie--the prison phychiatrist--confronting us with a sad story of how Kathy Tho K h ' mpson, at y McKenna, and Joan Helmich are the only members of the great class of '68 that still haven't joined their life-long friends in Alkatraz. She can't understand What's wrong with them. But don't ive u irls! S P S As we leave Dave says he hopes we have had a good time reminiscing with our old schoolmates. Yes, we have and it will be a da 'll l ' ' y we wi ong remember. And life goes on 1t's merry way . . . trolling the halls is the prison chorus accompanied by Pat Matteson. They are making their daily rounds to ary prac icing on er violin so someday she ll be fortunate enough to