Brentwood High School - Eagle Yearbook (Brentwood, MO)

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NAME' Shirley Ball Ardell Barrels Bob Bauersachs Jane Bode Devera Bprenstein Marv Byig Patience-.Dayton Giqafffav Pat ,Davenport Ralph Dellinger Betty Dryer Gratia Dutton Virginia Eaklor Pat Elder Edith Fabian Bob Grace Jean Hall Bettie Harkins Martha Heagler Martha Hounsom Richard Karraker Yvonne Kenney Dorothy Kerby Jack Laythan Marianna Magner Virginia Meier Gloria Meyerott Russell Michener Dale Milburn Wilma Milburn Earle Moergan Charles McGee Arden Mueller Dorothy Nowell .Ioe Olderworth Hubert Payne Vern Peterson Ray Rafferty Otto Reiter .Ioseph Rose Frank Roth Norbert Ruch Shirley Schall Jean Schuch Christina Slow William Stanley Marilyn Strebler Louise Thompson Richard Timmerberg .lack Truesdell Don Truscott Ray Webster Dorothy Weinbrenner AMBITI ON f To To To be a housewife. be happy. become a bigger man. Not to argue. To To To To To To To To To To To To To To To To To To To To To To To To To To be a Florence Nightingale. be a famous skater. be a model. graduate. be a good cook. be another Tommy Manville. marry Harry. get married and have four boys. be a .Iune bride. have a car and a girl all my own. become president of U. S. take an Atlas course. drive my father's car. be a second Raphael. grow taller. be a pillroller. pass literature. be a dramatic actress. be an author. be an engineer. marry a millionaire. have a sister. double cross men. be the father of twins. be a landscaper. be a famous artist. To fish for a month. To be able to make Missou after graduating from B. H. S. To weigh over a hundred pounds. To To To To To To To To To be underweight. chase girls. be a millionaire. never have to worry. understand women. fly like a bird CaviationD write poetry. grow a beard. have a pack of cigarettes all my own. To get him. To write a book Cbetter than Forever Amber.j To To To To To To To To To be a schoolteacher. agree with someone. be a psychiatrist. have black hair. get enough sleep. be a millionaire playboy. be a lawyer. be a traveling salesman. marry a bachelor. ..18i FAVORITE SAYING Oh Brother! Oh darn! Geezlepeezle! Don't call me that! What ya' know? Oh shut up! For Pete's Sake! Hi Ya Babe! Geezlebub'! Umbriago! Dadgum it! Oh Gollvl Gee Whiz! How can you tell? Oh brother! I'm sorry! Now Russell! Down in the south-! Mv Cow Gertrude! Nav I wait on You? That fo' me! Holy Cow! I hate this class! I don't Know! Ohhhh-Jimmy! Howdy Doody! I hate short-hand! Hubba-Hubba! Oh really! Dot1't be bashful Dale Yeh! Aw I-Iell! Cryin' out loud! Folly No! Ala Boogie! Hmmmmm! Wow! Blast it! Hi' sweetheart! NVhat's wrong? Boing! Foo! No!!! Pizzle sprung! I liked it! You know what I mean! Oh. my cow! What say Jocko? I can't afford it! .A w Miss Shipman! Ruff!! Jeepers!

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SENIOR CLASS HISTORY It seems like only yesterday that the freshmen girls entered Fra: .er and the boys started in at B.H.S. But come to think of it, it was back in 1942 and four years ago to boot. We had a lot of good times that year. Looking back our class presidents were Jean Hall and Ralph Dellinger. The girls gave a wonderful play for the Mother's Club entitled Men Are Such Fools and the boys started off with a bang in sports with Earle Moergen and Joe Olderworth on the B team. Yes, we participated pretty much in school activities for little green freshmen and besides all this, just think of all the pounds the girls lost walking all that distance. In our sophomore year we were once more together and thus we began our joint three year term. It was a gallant year for basketball with Grace, Roth, Moergen, Olderworth. Payne, Peterson and Webster on the B team. And we musn't forget the musicians in '43 and '44. Patience Dayton. Jean Hall, Bettie Harkins, Dorothy Kerby, Arden Mueller, Christina Slow. Frank Roth, Jack Laytham and Bob Bauersachs. All were members of the band and all members of the choir and Glee Club. Our class flourished under the leadership of our presidents, Jack Truesdell and Marilyn Strebler. That year we had a dance, which is something strange for sophomores. We called it the Sadie Hawkins Dance, and it was quite a success. All the girls asked the boys and gave them corsages of onions, cigarettes. and all sorts of vegetables. A lot of us formed the Buzz Staff and the paper was again in full swing. We joined the Red Cross, and had a benefit dance. The basketball team flourished with Ray Webster and Earle Moergen turning out excellent team- work. Our class presidents were Marianna Magner and Russ Michener. Our class enjoyed many other achievements that brought about the distinction of our being one of the best Junior classes ever in B.H.S., from our record. But of all the things we accomplished, perhaps the Prom was the best. It was at the Congress Hotel, May 28, 1945: the orchestra was one of the best. Even though it rained slightly, it was a memorable occasion that will be sacred in our memories. In 1945 we entered as seniors, freckled and brown, from the long after- noons in the sun. It seemed strange at first to be the oldest ones in the school. but we soon became accustomed to it. In September we had a welcoming dance for the underclassmen. The basketball team was practically all seniors and the yearbook when finally gotten out was worth all the work put into it. All through the year we were waiting anxiously for graduation to hurry and come, but when May 29th finally rolled around our hearts were heavy for we knew that this was the last time the whole class would be together and silently wished that we could begin all the good times over again, and could start again as freshmen in 1946. -17--.

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SENIOR PROPHECY I entered the dim, shallow room, my eyes not yet accustomed to the darkness. I glanced about me, yet saw nothing. Is this really the room of Madam Zorina, who see's all and knows all? I thought to myself, and as if my thoughts were spoken, a feeble voice answered me. Is it the future you want? Then the future you shall have! I glanced in the crystal ball and my eyes beheld a sight never before seen. I saw myself in a strange land, not in this time but in 1956 and the occupants were all former members of BRENTWOOD HIGH SCHOOL. The first person I met while in this strange land was VERN PETERSON. He was still the same old fellow, and the most surprising thing about him was that he was a bachelor. After talking to him he agreed to tell me of the other students of ten years ago, He said that RAY WEBSTER was his same old agreeable self, and that he hadn't changed much during the course of a decade. As we walked along the street, I noticed a swinging sign attached to a pole that read DONALD TRUSCOTT, Attorney at Law. I was very anxious to see him and as I walked in his office, who did I see at the reception desk but VIRGINIA MEIER, who was his secretary. Virginia hadn't changed and spoke in her usual soft voice as she told us that Don was out. We decided not to wait for him now, but to come back later and we walked outside and down the street. We entered the corner drugstore and there was MARTHA HOUNSOM, now a professional pharmacist. We were glad to see her and she told us something of the other students. MARIANNA MAGNER, she said, had married the wealthy owner of a Texas airfield and SHIRLEY SCHALL had just completed an out- standing book called Aorever Famberu which was selling like hot cakes. We then decided to sit down and have some ice cream and as we did Mrs, Russell Mic ener, the former JEAN HALL, came into the store with her twins, Susan and Michael. And of the thing that surprised us most was that NOBERT RUCH was in college getting his doctors degree and hadn't been absent from school for eight years. She also said that JOE OLDERWORTH was happily married with ten children and was still getting his money's worth. Russell came by for Jean in their new 1956 Buick which he could well afford and the four departed. After our ice cream we continued our walk down the street and as we passed a filling station a voice called to us. It was none other than PAT ELDER who owned this station and nine others. He gave us more information about other members of the class. DOROTHY KERBY he said, was a coach at Notre Dame and BILL STANLEY had become a famous scientist. While we were talking HUBERT PAYNE rode in on his motorcycle. Hube had become a famous racer in a dare devil circus, He was glad to see us and said that GLEN DAY was now a farmer with a little place just this side of town and DALE MILBURN had taken up gardening on the estate of RALPH DELLINGER, who was now in the movies raking Charles Boyers' place. He said that YVONNE KENNY had also taken up acting, on the stage as a famous dramatic actress. Hube had to leave us, so Vern, Pat and I began talking over old times when who should come in but JANE BODE in her own car. jane was the same careful driver as always and was now giving driving lessons. With jane was BOB BAUERSACHS, the famous woman column editor, still his same old self. They were going to see JEAN SCI-IUCH'S debut as Salome at the swankiest night club in town. BETTIE HARKINS was the vocalist and the orchestra was conducted by FRANK ROTH. They soon left, and Vern and I again started on our way. We passed a small dress shop which Vern asked me to enter. Inside were more old buddies. WILMA MILBURN was the dress designer and her creations were modeled by GLORIA MEYEROTT. One of the customers was PAT DAVENPORT, who was her happy old self. PATIENCE DAYTON was there and we were very surprised to see how much weight she had lost. BETTY DRYER entered and she told us that she was happily married to a former student of Brentwood High. We didn't have much time so we left the little dress shop after saying goodbye to our friends. We shut the door with a thud and as I turned around I ran right into another person. I picked up his brief case and as I handed it to him I recognized him as OTTO REITER, who was a prosperous business man. After shaking hands he proceeded to tell us that he now owned a magnificent business, thanks to ARDEN MUELLER who invested her money that she had saved in high school in it, Several other students had made good, he said. RAY RAFFERTY was the editor of a hunting and fishing magazine and MARY BREIG had become a great skater, which kind he failed to mention. His old buddy, RICHARD TIMMERBERG was an interior decorator and had begun his business as a carpenter. CHRISTINA SLOW had gone along more intellectual lines and was now assistant principal to an exclusive girls school comparable to Vassar. One of the most famous of the group was EDITH FOBIAN, who not only was a famous orator but who was the first woman candidate for president of the United States. Otto left us to go dictate some letters to his secretary, LOUISE THOMPSON and we were again alone. Two people passed us on the street and they seemed vaguely familiar, yet they were strange. They stopped. and spoke to us and as they did we instantly recognized them. They were MARTHA HEAGLER, who was more than six feet, one inch and soon joining the Six Foot Club, and BOB GRACE, with his raven hair slicked back in a straight bob. They told us that EARLE MOERGAN had some how gotten off the straight and narrow path and was a card shark. They said SHIRLEY BALL and DOROTHY WEINBRENNER were both secretaries in a large concern and great friends as always. As we watched them our eyes observed an enormous hill towering over the town with a single house upon it. There lived MICKEY MCGEE, they said. While we were walking down the street up walked JACK LAYTHAN still carrying his trombone. He told us that he played in the symphony orchestra. JACK TRUESDELL, he said, was happily married and RICHARD KARRACKER was contending for the middle- weight champion of the world. MARILYN STREBLER was a psychiatrist and her attending nurse was DEVERA BORENSTEIN. DOROTHY NOWELL was still trying to keep on her diet but was married now to a wealthy man and was very happy. ARDELL BARTELS was an artist and had just left the small town for study in Europe. We talked a little while longer then departed. Vern took me to his boarding room as the day was over. I sat myself down in an easy chair and picked up a book to read. It was a restful book entitled Poems of Love by JOSEPH ROSE. The crystal ball went dark and I gave Madam Zorina her usual fee and walked out to the street of 1946 feeling confident and sure that the senior class would all make a success of life. - 19 ..