Cedarburg High School - Cedariel Yearbook (Cedarburg, WI)

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S WN -m rm, 4- Q 1.2 simon class HISTUHU ln the month of September in the year 1937, our little class started out upon its long journey through edu- cation. We were rather scared because we didn't know the way too well, but we soon learned. We spent the first year painting, singing, and playing house with the main purpose of learning how to get along with people. This year we had the great honor of beina the first to present a program in the new gymnasium. Willa Wastrack was Mary, Iohn Dietrich was Santa Claus, and Willard Grell was a tin soldier. We also had one of the finest bands ever heard. It was made up of cymbals, drums, bells, triangles, tambourines and what have you. It was quite a snappy outfit as we had gold and red uniforms. Our' music wasn't just the best to some people, but to us it couldn't have been better if the New York Symphony played it. First grade and one of our happiest yearsl This was rather strange to us as we had to learn to sit in one seat all day. What a problem! We met many new faces and places in books along our journey as we were now beginning to read. See Dick. See lane. See Dick and lane could be heard many a day. We spent this year in Holland learning how the Dutch people lived. We built a Dutch doll house and, to really feel like the Dutch children, we made butter one day. We all wore our little aprons and ate the finished product on crack- ers. We played real hostesses and invited the second grade in to drink the buttermilk that was left over. At different stops along thc way we were joined by more travelers. This next year we were joined by Russell Stecker, who was something out of this world, according to all the girls and their broken hearts. Time passed very quickly during these first few years. We had to learn the hard way. Almost all of us spent some time or other in the back rooms or cloak rooms for doing something we shouldn't have done. ln third grade we were kept informed of world affairs, for Mrs. Cherdron saw the necessity of becoming inter- ested i'n world happenings early. Our journey the next year led us into the animal world as Miss Larson read the story of Bambi to us. Fifth grade and we were finally allowed to start band! We now found out which of us had musical abil- ity and which didn't. Roger Butt now found his life love-the trumpet. Sixth grade and another frightened traveler joined our ranks-none other than Rosemary Lennartzl She was very much interested in the occupants-or rather, occupant-of the isolation table. Seventh grade we all remember as a lot of fun. Bob Czisny, our class lover, joined us here and caused a feminine riot. This year the teacher, Miss Thomas, had an odd method of punishment. If someone misbehaved, she would make him sit under the desk, as Donald Volkman soon found out. The final high light was our field trip to Milwaukee when we visited the museums and the zoo. Eighth grade--big events were a certain hayride, which we all will remember, and a party which we called Saint Patricks Hop. This was the year for love and our class's oldest romance fbetween Ronald Wolfe and Audrey Vollmerl started. Came May 28 and the grade school doors closed on us forever. But we didn't seem to notice or mind, for at last-yes, at long last, we were freshmen and had four long years of high school ahead of us. Long? In 1946, we proudly entered high school. We made many new friends this year and were joined by one of our star athletes-none other than Eddie Frank. Some of us already knew our way around high school, but many students got into wrong classes or jumped up to leave study hall when the telephone rang. ln our sophomore year we were all getting pretty well used to the routine. At least, we no longer got lost. Earl Hilgendorf also was a worthy addition to our high school and band this year. In our junior year we presented the prom Voices of Spring. Edward Frank was prom chairman and chose Ioan Muehleisen to be queen. We had music by two of the best orchestras-Ioe Caravella and Steve Swedish. This year also, one of our classmates, Iovce Gennrich, had the honor of being the first of our class to appear on television. This, our senior year in the middle of the century, we are finishing our happy journey. We have found this to be our busiest and most adventuresome year. Our Christmas formal, A Dreamer's Holiday was one of the most successful in the history of our school. Our football team turned out to be one of the best in the state. Yes-our journey has been most successful. But it does not end here. Now, as we part to go our separate ways, l wish to express the hope that some day soon our paths will cross and our most important journey will never be forgotten.

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I cuss will EDGAR ARMBRUSTER wills nothing. He's taking every- thing with him. HELEN BAEHMANN leaves Irma Ientges a bunch of headaches from Office Practice class. WALTER BAEHMANN leaves school, much to Mrs. Wehmhoff's joy. NANCY BERRALL wills her lasting friendship with Ierry Zdrojek to Dick Iacobs. DORIS BEYER leaves, and hopes everyone has as much fun as she had. IANE BOERNER wills her Latin papers to any under- classman who needs them. ROGER BUTT wills his solo trumpet position to his fellow player, Warren Wirth. MICHAEL COLEGROVE wills his Advanced Math book to any unfortunate Iunior taking it next year. ROBERT CZISNY leaves his '23 Studebaker to Iim Frank and his heart to Pat Winters. ROSECELLA DICKMANN wills her typing job on the Common Sense to the next poor critter. IOHN DIETRICH wills his ability to talk too much to any shy underclassman. LAVERNE EICKSTEDT leaves this school with the motto To be, or not to be, that is the question. MARSHALL FILTER wills his seat in history class to any sophomore who likes to sleep. EDWARD FRANK wills his lefty hook to Ken Wulff. IOYCE GENNRICH wills her bright remarks and good f?J courtesy grades in Irma Ientges's classes to Marlyn Hofmann in hopes that she can make better use of them. EVELYN GRASSE and LAURICE HOFFMANN leave their walks to school to Bert Blanchard. WILLARD GRELL wills all his be-bop clothes to jan and Ierry Zdrojek. MARIORIE GROSSER wills her good grades in high school to anyone who needs them. BETTY HEIDEL leaves, with laughs to the Iunior class! Good luck. VIVIAN HERRMANN wills the fun she had in Office Practice to any student taking it next year. IEAN HEUSER leaves but wishes she' didn't have to. EARL HILGENDORF wills his great typing speed to any unfortunate person taking typing next year. CATHERINE HOFMANN wills her smile to Helen Foeger. LLOYD ISAACSON leaves his good Industrial Arts grades to some unlucky freshman. CAROL IACKSON leaves her chair in band to Bill Mauer. MARY IACOBS and ROSEMARY LENNARTZ will their locker and its contents of stale cheese, moldy bread, and orange peels to next year's occupants. GERALD KARTHAUSER wills his advice and happiness on going steady to any other steady couple. DELILA KLUG wills her natural curly hair to those girls who have to set theirs every night. LEE KRUEGER wills his ability to draw to next year's art staff. DONETTA LaFLEX wills her nickname of Pork Chops to Shirley Eenger. Make good use of this gift, Shirley. ALLEN LEU leaves his nickname Pectoral to Harvey Beck. VERNON LIENSENBERG leaves all his pull with Mr. Merlet to all who need it. DWAYNE LINDSEY gives all his arguments with Mr. Merlet to Leroy Mueller. PAT MELBY wills her Sunday nights at Schmit's to Betty Hoffman. GLENN MOEGENBURG gives his bookkeeping book to the janitors. HAROLD MOLDENHAUER leaves his brains to all underclassmen who need somelll IOAN MUEHLEISEN leaves Marlynlll DOROTHY NIEMAN leaves her red hair to Dolores Rintleman. SHIRLEY ORMSBY leaves those slow Shakeseare dis- cussions to all of Miss Barron's Senior English students. LUCILLE PHILLIPS gives her safe driving to Bernie Wolfe. MARLENE POERTNER and NANCY STRANDE be- queath their lasting friendship to Carol Darkow and Pat Winters. IGZISRIANNE PROCHNOW leaves her bus rides to Carol ig. MARILYN OUAAS wills her idea of being a happy old maid to any other girl who has the same idea. DONALD RINTLEMAN leaves his skill in history to Richard Zuehlke, and his heart with Genie. IEANNE' ROBERTS wills her ability in sports to Genie Lauterbach. DOROTHY SCHOESSOW leaves her machine to the next bassoon player with fond regrets. RUSSELL STECKER gives alll his poor blocks and tackles to Darwin Verhaalen. HAROLD SUELFLOW leaves his physics book to Ethan Davies. CLARENCE VERHAALEN wills his job at the Buy-Low store to Donald Iackson. tHe needs a joblll WALDEMAR VOIGT leaves his janitor job to some junior who's always broke. DONALD VOLKMANN leaves his car driving experi- ences to the Drzewiecki boys. IAAUDREY VOLLMER bequeaths her blond hair to Ioyce u z. WILLA WASTRACK leaves for the North woods with hope that the whole darn gang will come up for a visit. WINIERED WEBER leaves her physics book with any junior girl who wants to try it. WILLIAM WERNECKE leaves 40 pounds of his weight to Iack Kellner. CLYDE WIRTH has what he wants, but leaves all the other women in school to Douglas Keehn. CHARLES WITTENBERG leaves his infinite capacity' of mental resources to the underclassmen. RONALD WOLEE leaves his hot rods to Harold Woodworth. fAnd takes Audrey with himll DONALD ZAUTCKE leaves his hot speeches and as- sistant washing job to anyone but Ian Zdrojek. ERWIN ZIMMERMANN leaves his nickname of Erv, the workingman's friend, to Ervin Frank.

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mm e I woke with a start the other day-anyone would have after dreaming the strange things I had. I had gone to bed early at 2 in the morning, as I have done ever since I graduated from high school in 1950-twenty years agog and no sooner had I fallen asleep than I started to dream of all the kids in my old senior class. In my dream I saw that before me was a large plot of ground, and if I squinted my eyes, the ground looked just like the United States. Then through space, it seemed, a voice came to me, clear as a bell. We played a guessing game for a few minutes, as the voice tried to make me guess who he was- finally I said, Why, Donald Zautckel He said I was right, and that he was going to take me on a tour of the United States and show me, by his beautiful oratory voice, just what had happened to all the 1950 seniors. He said he had picked on me because since I was retired, he could take his time, for I wouldn't have to get up until noon if I didn't want to. First he took me to California, where he showed me poor Don Rintelmann without a hair on his head. He had pulled them all out trying to think of some new jokes for his show, Always Leave Em Running. We asked Don if he wouldn't like to come along with us, but he said he couldn't find his toupee, so he'd rather stay home. Before we went he said we could find a few old friends at the W. I-I. Voigt Studios if we cared to, so that was the next place on our list. As we entered the studio, we saw leading lady, Valla Voll- mer arguing with Mr. Voigt about having top dramatic star Gregory Wolfe in her next picture. Ignoring them, I eyed a little hamburger joint, and because I was hungry, I made a bee-line for it. The sign said Willa's For Better Burgers so I went in, and who should I see behind the counter but Willa Wastrack. We shook hands warmly fwarm is right-she had a melted cheeseburger in her hand which she had forgotten aboutl and gabbed about the old days. She said she knew some of the kids in New York so-with the flash of a cloud, Donald had us in New York even before I could say goodbye. As we were floating along, we saw a Safe Driving car pull up to the curb and someone yelled Hey! You guessed it, it was Lucille Philipps, and right behind her, crying his heart out, was Lloyd Isaacson. I found out from Lucille that one of her safe drivers had simply pulverized Lloyd's little motor scooter. Then from the window above us we heard the worst noise and I saw Chief of Police Harold Moldenhauer race up the stairs to stop it. Lucille said it was only 'Spike Hilgendorf and his left hand man, Rodger Butt, playing on their hour program. Across the street, paper boy Filter was yelling, so to quiet him I bought a paper. I almost dropped my Contact lenses when I saw that the editor of that paper was none other than Shirley Ormsby, and her chief photographers were john Dietrich and Michael Colegrove. The paper said Scientist Ervin Zimmermann was suing the paper for spelling his name with only one n, and another thing that caught my eye was that Betty Heidel had made her first stage performance in the musical hit, Miss and Tell, written by joan Muehleisen. Then Donald got a hunch that we might find some of our classmates in the deep South, so before I could give half a snore, we were skimming lightly over Alabama, Mississippi, and the rest of the southern states. On the beaches of Florida I saw a few of our class millionaires bathing in the sun. There was Bob Czisny, who made his million by making a bet on a horse race and winningp Delila Klug, who fan danced her way to her many millions, and Allen Leu, who won so many weight lifting contests that he was stopped by the President of the United States for fear he would lift the universe. In Mississippi, I saw plantation owner, Ed Frank, and his partner, Edgar Armbruster, making hay while the sun shone, and Walter Baehmann on the property next to theirs raising spuds, spuds and more spuds. From then on the kids were pretty scattered, there was Marilyn Quass in Maine running her old maid's home, Evelyn Grosse, now happily married in Ohio: Laurice Hoffmann, now working in Tennessee in a glue factory greasing the machinesg Winifred Weber and Dorothy Nieman in Missouri with their own program on TV, on 'Household Hints or Why Husbands Hate Spaghetti. In Wisconsin I found auto mechanics Liesen- BIHSS PHUPHEIIU berg and Lindsey, trying to make a twelve cylinder motor. And there I also saw Nancy Strande, Marlene Poertner, and Catherine Hofmann making Fancy Frocks for Fat Women. Marlene, of course, was the proprietor because she could make any figure look smaller than it really is. Passing over Texas, I saw Willard Grell and jeanne Roberts riding and breaking horses. In a secluded corner of Michigan I saw Helen Baehmann, a little gray with age, trying to sell her two thousand polkas that she had composed. All of a sudden the clouds covered my visiong I could no longer hear Donald's voice, and in a few minutes I was con- scious of my room and the clock on the dresser signifying one o'clock in the afternoon. I lazily reached out and shut it off very angry that it had to take me out of my dream. just then the phone rang and operator Nancy Berrall told me a long distance call was coming through from fifteen miles below the sea. Shocked I said hello and on the other end of the line were Clarence Verhaalen and Harold Suelflow, proving to me and the world that, with their diving bell fmade from grocery store cans and a little imaginationj, they had set a new record. After this shock I was so surprised I had to sit down. As I did so I turned on the radio and heard the football game between Stecker's Strongheads and Wernecke's Wigglers. Since I was for both teams, I turned the radio to a different station because I didn't want either one to lose. On station S-UAC-K-E-R, I heard the beautiful voice of Perry Wirth singing Bibbity, Bobbity Boo, to his feminine partner, Patsy Melby, whose sing- ing specialty is baby talkr Seeing I was going out in the evening I called Karthauser, the Florist, for some petunias, but they were out of season, so I had to settle for dandelions, Vivian Herrmann, Mr. Kart- hauser's secretary, said business was so low she had to sell kisses with each flower. Going downtown, I stopped at the news office and got the morning paper, joyce Gennrich very accom- modatingly gave it to me and said to look on page five for some real news. I tore the paper open to this page and there in 8 xl0 was a picture of Chic Wittenberg and below it I saw that Chic now knew all the secrets of the universe and that he was heavily guarded day and night by fifty men, so that the secrets could not be discovered by Einstein, who was very jealous. Rosemary Lennartz and Mary jacobs then raced up to me and told me in their usual confusing manner that their imitation act of the local people won first on a talent show and that in a week they would be on their way to Hollywood to give lessons to Danny Kaye and judy Canova. Walking to the park I again picked up my paper and read that Carol jackson was now the second best lady wrestler in the world and to myself I congratulated her. As I read on I saw she had the crown taken from her by jean Heuser. As I was sitting there, I noticed two women playing with little children. Not wanting to disturb them I walked on reading my paper as I went. Absent- mindedly I sat down on ci bench. Ouchl Get off me, someone said, and as I looked around there was Laverne Eickstedt. She told me her dancing show wasn't going too well. She had no place to sleep and at every performance she was dismissed blecacusde mentalist, Marjorie Grosser, got more applause than s e 1 . After a little chat with Laverne, I went to the Dickmann and Boerner Beauty Salon to have my hair dressed for the evening, and who was sitting next to me under the dryer. but Dorothy Schoessow, who had finally, after many years of study, taken over Emily Post's job. Walking home slowly, I remembered that I had some shop- ping to do so I stopped at a store for a can of Pork and Beans and a jar of Dill Pickles which were a top seller because they were made by the world renowned Prochnow Pickle Com- pany. As I proceeded home, I passed the La Flex Lonely Hearts Club and Donetta greeted me cheerfully. When I ar- rived at the entrance of my hotel, Donald Volkmann, the door- man: said hello and manager Glenn Moegenberg gave me my keys, The elevator boy took me up to my room on the roof. l was about to leave when he said, Why Doris Beyer! Don't you recognize me? Turning around I said, Well, Lee Krueger, hello! ' .A little embarrassed I said goodbye and entered my room-I just had to get a few more hours of sleep. I