Brownell Talbot School - Triangle Yearbook (Omaha, NE)

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SENIOR CLASS Early one morning in September, l947, a sleepy group of freshmen attended their first high school class. Now, almost four years later, this group, basically the some, with only a few new faces, are ending their senior year. Here is the record of what our class has been doing during those four years. First of all came our freshman year with Freshman Initiation - merely a test to see which of us had the tightest skirts and sweaters, the weakest stomachs, and the faces most easily made-up! After several days of many sorts of torture, the seniors treated us all to sodas and we were friends once more. After one year of being lowly freshmen, we triumphantly entered our sophomore year--truly a busy one. Among other dances and parties, we gave a square dance with the freshmen and we all had a wonderful time. The following year was an especially busy one for us, as many of the traditional events at Brownell are given by the juniors. The first of these was the Junior Jamboree, our carnival. The entire class participated in this either by taking in tickets or by running booths. Of course, that some year, we gave a luncheon honoring the seniors, another school tradition. Last but certainly not least, our class had the honor of taking its turn at the Maypole dance in the annual May-Fete, a job which we did almost as well as the junior classes before us! Our senior year, of course, was the crowning glory of all. Besides having an exceptionally high grade average, our successes carried over into other fields as well. Our spring style show was one of our most important events. Besides really being lots of fun, it certainly helped pad our class treasury. Skip day was as usual a barrel of fun and will always be remembered by us in years to come. Then, of course, our class of '51 will never forget graduation week with all its important events. These memories will always stay with us as we think back on our wonderful four high school years at Brownell.

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THE LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF THE CLASS OF 1951 OF BROWNELL HALL We, the class of 1951, of Brownell Hall, Omaha, Nebraska, U.S.A., being of sound mind and body, do hereby bequeath to the seniors of 1952 our highly esteemed senior study hall, in which many brilliant, intellectual pursuits and activities have been carried out during the past year. With this bequest goes the charge that they keep it in as perfect a state of neatness and order as we have done. We each and every one do hereby make our several bequests: Pat wills her terrific volleyball serve to Julie. Eileen wills her leatard to Sue. Annie wills her big manly voice to Mad. Lou Shinn wills her hair to Lowell. Shoe wills a good night's sleep to Mary BIRRRRRD! Marlene wills the submarine races to Mary Lundteigen. Susie wills her cast-off shoes to Marilyn. Marcia wills 3,000,000 frog eggs to Georgie. Lou Wilson wills her date with Charles Vincent at the Frolics to Lucile Shaw. Ferg wills her road map of Iowa to Jean. Nan wills Bob to the whole Junior class. Zee wills her calm state of mind in tests to Zib. Fricke wills her weekends to Mary Bird. Sandy wills her South Lincoln accent to Tish of SOUTH 49th. Ellie wills her Erla Myer flask to Martha. Dude GLADLY wills the Red Cross Gift Chest to Ann. Donna wills her roving eyes to Maury. Nance wills her nine Ronson lighters to Medo. Tance wills the Jr.-Sr. slumber party and the Omaha Police force to Lonnie. We all will our journals to Dr. Henry. SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY CRYSTAL BALL, WHAT DOES FATE HOLD IN STORE FOR US BY 1961? Dude will be teaching her little son not to drive his jeepster on the sidewalk. Shoe will be wearing dresses with built-in Bolsas. Nance will have grown into a full-sized weed. Lou Shinn will have recently been married to John D. Rockefeller Vll. Marlene will be setting up housekeeping in the parish. Nan will have the heads of all boys she dated hung on the back of her Pontiac. Zee will be casually bidding on a three-card suit while canoeing down the Mo. Eileen will still be hunting for a more efficient hankie. Marcia will have fallen under a roller at Josephine's. Lou Wilson will still be trying to hit one hundred in the grape game. Ferg will be curtain-puller for the Ballet Russe. Sandy will be house mother at the Phi Psi house. Patty will be San Francisco Soul Mate. Ellie will be president of an alarm clock factory. Susie will still be looking for a seven-foot man. Tance will be manufacturing elevator shoes for short invisible rabbits. Fricke will be writing an autobiography. Donna will be modeling the latest thing in feed sacks for Gootch's Best. Annie and a carload of shoes will be seen leaving the city.

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