Broken Bow High School - Warrior Yearbook (Broken Bow, NE)

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Preslimen Back Row—Donald Coble, James Atkisson. Bernard Griffith, Howard Irvin, Russell Moseley, Oscar Jones, Duane Huffaker, Milo Farmer, Reid Martin. Second Row—John McNeff. Grace Ducker. Beatrice Wachter. Harvard Lomax. Claris Love, Charles Wehling, Carol Snyder, Marjorie Cash, Jimmie Finley. Front Row Roxie Tyson, Phylliss Ayers, Vera Green, Lucille Marquiss, Mr. Wendorff, Sponsor; Betty Campau. Ruth Duggins, Beatrice Neubauer. Class Officers Leo Atkisson ........................................President Florence Price .................................Vice President Herbert Steele ............................Secretary-Treasurer Sponsors—Mr. Wendorff, Miss Culbertson. Back Row—Hubert Hutt. Richard Weekly, Duane Smith. Leo Atkisson, Warren Craig. Harry Richardson, Paul Newman, Wilbur Cox, Byron Benson. Second Row—Winifred Furrow, Rena Hodgin, Francis Thompson, Ramona Williams. Hazel Larson, Caroline Farritor, Pearl Geiser, Josephine Bandy. Front Row—Eugene Bishop, Walter Hanna. Clifford Bomberger. Irma Williams, Vala Marie Sickler, Hazel Hogue, Betty Fair. Paul Robison. Robert Koefoot, Jack Simms.

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Library cl ub Standing—Louise Holcomb. Elizabeth Crouch, Anna Irene VanSant, Mildred Furrow. Bud Dean. Richard Raasch. Robert Armstrong. Seated—Naomi Thorpe, Eula Tessier. Mary Koozer. Anita Finley. Taylor Hale. Sarah Robberson. Mr. Sterner, one of the teachers, took me into the library to show me how it was run. As the day is divided into seven periods, they have two pupils take care of it each period. These people make up the Library Club. They check out books—all kinds from history to fairy tales—for a certain length of time—usually for a period. The library isn't awfully large, but it holds a surprising number of books. They don't allow anyone in the library except the librarians. If you keep a book over time, a fine is given to you—and you have to pay it, or get no more books. I thought that I would visit some classes so I started with one of Miss Dean's. I sat for nearly half an hour before I found out what it was. It was the language of the Romans. It's dead now—that is, it isn t spoken any more. I was pretty well dazed after that class, so I just wandered down the hall until I came to a room with a lot of machines in it. Do you know what they were? Mandy: You know I don't. Go on! Peter: Well, they were sewing machines. All you have to do is peddle, and a little thing-a-ma-jig sews the cloth. The teacher, Miss Schluckebier, said that it was Home Economics class. They even teach the girls how to sew and cook! Mandy: Well, can you ever imagine! I can't get over that. Teaching girls to sew and cook in school! Well, my mother taught me.

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Debate Squad Standing—Don Pelkey, Howard Kriz. Seated—Margaret Wehling, I. N. Boggs, Mr. Waterman, Jack Eacker, Elise Moseley. This year marks the revival of debate activities in Broken Bow. The debate squad was chosen from the first semester debate class of seventeen students. The above speakers presented the question Resolved, that all electric utilities should be governmentally owned and operated on Speech Night, February 8th. Elise Moseley, Margaret Wehling, Howard Kriz, and Don Pelkey participated in Hastings College Invitation Tournament February 11th and 12th, debating against Grand Island, Holdrege, Geneva, and Wayne. Although the squad recorded only one win in competition with experienced teams, the members were encouraged to continue with debate activities. After class, Mr. Waterman explained to me the functions of the Dramatic Club: The Dramatic Club is an honorary organization of high school students who prove themselves worthy of membership by active participation in activities of the dramatic department. In October the club sponsored the production of a three-act farce Safety First. Other activities have included a choral speaking group, one-act radio plays, and the sponsoring of the annual declamatory contest in March. The club will close its activities with a spring party. The Freshmen seemed to be the outstanding class, as everyone was picking on them. It seems to be a custom—an initiation of some kind—for the newcomers to the high school. I happened to be along when Mr. Sterner took their pictures. A very alert bunch of students. They ought to be going places when they are Seniors.