Cambridge High School - Trojan Yearbook (Cambridge, NE)

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Dear Father Time, May 15, 1963 It is that time of year again when we the Seniors have reached our last few moments in the halls of C.H.S. It was so long ago that we entered kindergarten as little five year old tykes, and now, here we are--grown men and women, taking our first step into life. 1951. So long ago when sixteen little monsters marched to our first day of school. I remember there was Dixie Moseley, Carol Smith, Connie Laverack, Don Johnson, Judy Johnson, Phil Hiatt, Jo Dorsey, Cathy Piscevich, Eddie Heilman, Morris Kubik, Vic Druse, and Bruce Brooks. Yes, we were scared and nervous, but we were so anxious to begin our education (?). I'll bet we were the first class to ever have a teacher promoted with us. As we advanced to first grade, Jo Ann Avery and Charles Rock joined us. Marilyn Allen came when we were in the second grade. It must have been around this year when we could no longer bring our mgs to take our after-dinner “snooze.” In the third grade, Patty Jackson came, but Donna Surber left us, and she didn't return until the fifth grade, and that is when Marilyn Allen left us. It was after the fourth grade, that we could no longer have stories read to us right after dinner. BLACK STALLION seemed to add so much zest to school. It was truly a lost memory! Chuch Tellus joined us at sixth grade, but we lost another long term scholar that year—David Brown, only to have him return to our sacred halls in the seventh grade. Then, our first big step: eighth grade graduation. The flowers, the dresses, the hurry and scurry, the cold clammy hands, and in less than two hours, it was over; we were freshmen: “Here we are--comeandgetus.’ And they did too! Qie long summer of initiation! Then, in the fall of 1959, we entered our first year of high school. Whether it was worse than our first day of kindergarten, who could judge? Barbara Bentley. Howard Kester, and Roger Balcom pulled up stakes and joined us, and Marilyn Allen returned. We must have been awfully green. It was at least a week before all of us found out where we were supposed to be at which times. We had a bake sale for our money raising project that year, after much debate if I remember right. Then, in no time at all, we were sophomores. It seemed like we had been freshmen for such a short while. The penny arcade--remember it? All that work, but all the fun. Then only to find ourselves one year older, and one class further-already. It was a big year. We decided to start it off right with a big bang--a profit from our Sadie Hawkins Dance of $3.55. But, what is the price of fun? It was also this year, when we had our first class play, LET’S FACE IT. We didn't receive any academy awards, but we sure had loads of fun. Then, in February of 1962, we received our most valuable possessions--our class rings. But best of all, was our Prom. Remember the “millions of flowers we made out at Johnsons? All the decorating until you swore that you never wanted to see green, yellow, or pink again for the rest of your life. But after it was all done, it was easy to see how the tall white mansion, the magnolia trees, and the fish pond blended together and made our theme, GONE WITH THE WIND the most exciting one ever. When you stood back, and could look at the finished beauty, it was well worth all the work. But, before we could realize it, we were Seniors. There was a big rush to make up lost credits because, we only had nine months tomakeup for three years. Larry Hammon joined us at this time. We had our Senior pictures taken, ordered graduation announcements, and started to work on the annual which would be the best yet. We gave a combination Junior-Senior Play entitled CHEAPER BY THE DOZEN. There were all the “last dances, football and basketball games, trackmeets, music contest, and annual meetings. The Juniors gave us a beautiful prom entitled MOONLIGHT AND ROSES. We chose our class flower, the American Beauty Rose; our class colors, blue and silver; and our class motto. The Future Is Ours If We Want It; and it certainly is! Then, it was over. Withinone hour, we will receive our diplomas and each person will take their separate path into the future. This was the shortest four years of our lives! Sincerely, THE SENIORS OF '63

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EDWARD G. HEILMAN Eddie Football 1-2-3-4 Basketball 1-2-3-4 Track 1-2-3-4 C Club 2-3-4 C” Club Officer 3 State Track Meet 3 F. F. A. 1-2-3-4 F. F. A. Officer 2-3-4 State F. F. A. Convention 2-3-4 Class Officer 1-2-3 Band 1-2-3-4 Mixed Chorus 1-2-3-4 Boys' Glee 1-2-3-4 Small Groups 1-2-3-4 Music Contest 1-2-3-4 Band Officer 1-4 State Music Clinic 3-4 Student Council 2-3-4 Student Council Officer 3-4 Scholastic ”C” 3-4 Kearney Contest 1-2-3 Scholastic Award 1-2 County Government Day 3 Class Play 3-4 Annual Staff 3-4 Homecoming Attendant 4 Boys' State 3 Regents' Alternate 4 CLASS WILL David Brown Donna Surber Bruce Brooks Dixie Moseley Howard Kester Carol Smith Donnie Johnson Judy Johnson Danny Richardson Cathy Piscevich John Walburn Patty Jackson Phil Hiatt Connie Laverack Morris Kubik Jo Ann Dorsey Vic Druse Roger Balcom Barbara Bentley Chuck Tellus Marilyn Allen Eddie Heilman Jo Ann Avery Larry Hammon Charles Rock my J. F. K. pin to Mr. Chamberlain all my junk to the next inhabitant of my locker my John Deere to Mr. Chamberlain my sympathies to the underclassmen the mile to Phil Johnson my good driving record to Jo Moore my ability to control my temper to Mr. Skarda my baton to the next lucky majorette my ability to trip over painted lines to Mr. Chamberlain Morris Kubik to Pete Jareske the 880 to Steve Yentes my height to Joan Estergard my good grades in Physics to the next class under Mr. Potter my slender figure to Wanda McCully my love of music to Mr. Novy my sunglasses and green hat to Rich TroBaugh my 1947 Frazer to Mr. Skarda my window washing to Mr. Sorenson my inferiority complex to Mr. Potter my boots to Mr. Chamberlain my good conduct in girls' glee to Carol Potter my Chevies to Leo Paris my love for C. H. S to Mary Potter my long hair to Mr. Chamberlain my brains to Mr. Potter PROPHECY Wants to be Probably will be Eddie Heilman Doctor Butcher Judy Johnson Nurse Hypochondriac Morris Kubik Farmer Taxi driver Jo Ann Dorsey A Singer Sewing machine Charles Rock Electronics Engineer 100 Watt Bulb Dixie Moseley Business Teacher Bookie Jo Ann Avery Out of Cambridge and Happy Fixture of Cambridge museum Larry Hammon Teacher School janitor Marilyn Allen In Denver Statue in Pioneer Village Phil Hiatt Playboy Sand pile major Barbara Bentley Commercial Artist Tattoo Artist Roger Balcom Farmer Trapeze artist Patty Jackson Nurse Lady wrestler Danny Richardson Out of Debt Repossessed Donna Surber Rich Fashion Designer Poor gunny sack saver Bruce Brooks Farmer Head Hunter in Africa Howard Kester Rancher Hoss Cartwright David Brown Soldier of Fortune In K. P. Chuck Tellus Carpenter Ballet Instructor Carol Smith Business Teacher Embezzler Vic Druse Forest Ranger Arsonist Cathy Piscevich Millionare rancher's wife Indentured servant John Walburn Pharmacist Drug Addict Donnie Johnson Nurse Hoof and mouth disease carrier Connie Laverack A Lab Technician Test Tube

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