Chesterton High School - Singing Sands Yearbook (Chesterton, IN)

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Footprints in the Sands of Time Page 7

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Qflmzhfkhahbn BUELL E. CHUM, B. S., M. S. MARILYN WOLFE Principal Office Secretary Mathematics Mr. Crum, as the chief guide, leads many minds over many paths and trails of knowledge and vocation. His ability, training, and experience have served as chart and compass to map the surest path route for each of the forty-niners from beginning bewilderment to senior security. CHARLES T. ALLEN M- W. DINSMOORE Wesfchesper Township Tfusfee Superintendent of Porte! County Schools Page 6

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We 57741101646 Cgfwfy-fflfkzms Four years ago last September, eighty-nine freshmen came to C. H. S. to set out on the trail of knowledge. This was the Class of '49. Our guides, Miss Becker, Mrs. Iohnson and Mr. Barker, charted the course we were to follow, and under the able leadership of Gerald Peterson as president, Bob Skinner as vice-president, Phyllis Canright as secre- tary-treasurer, and Charlyce Granat as Stu- dent Council representative, we found the trail smooth and pleasant, except around exam time, when some of us hit a few bumps. At our very first class meeting we selected blue and white for our colors, the white rose as our flower, and the motto, We lead: others follow. We pledged ourselves to carry these emblems triumphantly to the end of our four year journey, and this we have done. We were the last freshmen class to be in- itiated by the seniors in the old traditional way, and the halls of C.H.S. fairly shuddered as we appeared bedecked in wildest colors, and were made full-fledged members of the student-body. We celebrated the end of the first quarter of our journey with a wonderful beach party at Wilson's Shelter. A brief breathing spell, and we were back at C. H. S., ready to start on the second lap of our journey. Mrs. Dold, Mrs. Iohnson, and Miss Sayers were there with map and com- pass to guide us over this new stretch of road, and we chose for our own leaders, Ronnie Smalley as president: Clarence Mc Neill, vice-president: Gerry Peterson, secre- tary-treasurer: and Phyllis Canright, Student Council representative. In true pioneer spirit we set about establishing a new tradition of our own, the custom of welcoming the fresh- men to C. H. S. with a Sophomore reception instead of the old-fashioned initiation. Our party was a huge success and set a high mark for succeeding classes to shoot at. Dur- ing the winter we had a skating party at Saidla's to earn money for the class party with which we planned to end this second quarter of our journey. Almost before we could realize it, the swiftly passing summer vacation ended and it was time to get out our knapsacks and hik- ing boots in readiness to resume our trip. The road was really rugged now: and there stood our sponsors, Mrs. Iohnson and the Rev. Means, pointing up the steep and winding trail, There is gold in them thar hills, said Mr. Means, but you gotta dig it out. Well, we were the Forty-niners, weren't we? Hard work didn't scare us, not with our eyes on that vision at the end of the trail, the Biggest and Best Prom C. H. S. ever had. Our new leaders, Guice Tinsley, president: Andy Me- dema, vice-president, Charlyce Granat, sec- retary: Phyllis Canright, treasurer, and Anita Ferguson, Student Council representative, set the pace, and it was a fast and furious one. We sold pop and candy, and sponsored dances after home games: we had the con- cessions at the tourney, arranged the Turkey Hop Turnabout, and the Four-Leaf Clover dance: and the gold poured out of the hills and into the Forty-niner's piggy banks as we came nearer and nearer to the end of the trail and the reward of all our toil and worry. The Prom was held in the Crystall Ball Room at Gary: the theme was It Had to Be You . and we danced to the music of Casa del Mar's orchestra. Another summer of rest and play and work, and we found ourselves gathered to- gether for the last steep climb. Only 66 re- mained of the 89 who started out on that September day four years ago and some of those were to drop out of the ranks before we reached the end of our journey. Clarence McNeill was elected president: Iim Gland, vice-president: Sue Sigler, secretary: Helen Lindley, treasurer: and Carmen Conru, Stu- dent Council representative. By this time we knew the trail so well we no longer needed guides to chart each step, but Mrs. Koch and Mr. Goldsbourgh stood by to see that we neither lagged behind nor lost our way. In October we opened the social sea- son of C. H. S. with the Fall Fiesta, a colorful affair and well attended. Soon we were in the midst of an extremely active political campaign to elect either Guice Tinsley or Gerry Peterson president of the student-body. The campaign manager for each candidate put on a clever and resourceful campaign, and it was nip and tuck right up to election day. In the final count Guice conceded the victory to Gerry. Work and worry on the Annual began immediately as we picked our new staff and began raising some much needed money. The Senior Girls made some improvement in the Senior Girls' Room by buying drapes and painting the walls rose and the woodwork grey. We called our- selves realistically enough, the Gold Diggers, and set about to do everything in general and nothing in particular. Our knowledge of the State Legislature was definitely broadened by a most interest- ing trip to Indianapolis. CAnd our knowledge of other things was broadened on the way homej Now we come to the end of our Iourney: the 61 of us who survived the trip now look out upon the different roads open before us. just as the pioneers looked out upon the vast blue pacific spread before them. The pleas- ant memories of the past four years will long linger in the hearts of us, the Forty-niners. Page B