Chilton High School - Tigerette Yearbook (Chilton, WI)

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Will 34. Joan McHugh—her slow tongue to Alice Roehrig. 35. Joan Millay—her string of boy friends to Lorraine Popp. 3fi. Ralph Neuber—his bashfulness to Jim Rady. 37. Alice Nilles—her future to you know who. 38. Ronald Olbrich—the center spot to Bob Reif. 39. George Phillips—his curly hair to Don Martin. 40. Kileen Portmanr—her shy manner to Justin Millay. 41. Ronald Price—his perfect attendance to Eleanor Emery. 4?. Richard Rady—his boisterous manner to John Juckem. 43. Betty Ritzke—her ability to hold a boy friend to Donna Groeschel. .a. Gerald Rolloff—his friendly disposition to Orville Ausloos. 45. Alice Salm—herself to the guy next to her in home room. 46. Donald Sattler—his cookie duster to David Sabel. »7. Dolores Sohabach—her front scat in Econ. to Alice Hertel. 48. Myra Schaefer—her ability to argue to Colleen Liebzeit. 49. Poland Schaff—wills Dolores Ausloos to John Meyer. 50. Dexter Schaubs—a little of his height to Don Bruckner. 51. Donald Schleh—his gracefulness on the basketball floor to Elroy Staeger. 5°. Louise Schmahl—her popularity to Beatrice Guenther, rg. T rona Schmitz—her inquisitiveness to Rosie Price. M. Gorald Schroeder—his farming ability to any of the city slickers. 55. Pita Schwartz—her figure to Adeline Meyers. 58. Vernon Skarkc—wills Leona to any good bowling team. “L Doris Steenport—her height to Katie Voight. 58. Severina Steffes—her long blonde hair to Califern Tyrrell. 59. Ray Thede—his ability to make excuses to Pat Meier, po. Dorothy Toth—Wills Schwobe back to the Junior Class. 81. Mary Ellen Vogel—her freouent crushes to Lucille Lueloff. P‘ . P' t Voigt—her ability to chew gum to Florence Handler. 63. Eileen Wagner—her auiet ways to Alice Wagner. 64. G'cgor Wenig—wills his fuzz cut to Roger Mueller. 65. Jrmes WinkP'r—his title of woman hater to Llovd Bnechel. 66. Alvin Zicgclbr.ucr—his airplane motor to Don Cooper. 67. Carol Ziegelbauer—her cheerleading to Nita Hoffmann. i 7

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1. Eunice Aebischer—her speaking voice to Angeline Nennig. 2. Audrey Alten—her freckles to Grace Duchow. 3. Cecil Arena—his debating ability to Gordon Propson. 4. Dolores Beyer—her figure to Betty Jaeger. 5. Kenneth Bock—his dancing ability to Dolores Vogel. 6. Eugene Bittner—his tuba to Delmar Burg. 7. Dolores Breckheimer—her size to Janet Salm. 8. Arno Bruckner—his ability to get through school in four years to Francis Kartheiser. 9. Elaine Buhl—her dark eyes to Alice Veit. 10. Dolores Burg—her giggle to Betty Steenport. 11. Gerald Burg—his FEA work to Bob Pfeffer. 12. June Demler—her ability to flirt to Dorothy Ludwig. 13. LaVerne Haul—her gift of gab to Jeanette Paultz. 14. Cyril Daun—his attentiveness in classes to Francis Schmitz. 15. Georgianna Eldridge—her good grades to Rosaline Heimermann. 16. Alice Fluhr—her sweaters to Jean Schrage. 17. Valeria Freund—her wavy hair to Margie Lemke. 18. Valeria Groeschel—her good times to Jackie Ihmler. 19. Colexia Halfmann—her voice to Eunice Pilling. 20. Barbara Heimann—her wit to Lucy Huffing. 21. Rose Mary Heimermann—her long skirts to Margie Schmidt. 22. Marjory Hertel—her ability to blush to Dolores Ecker. 23. Milford Hintz—noon hour basketball to Leroy Weninger. 24. Dolores Hoerth—her car to Mr. Drone. 25. Tom Horst—wills all his time to Stub Reiss. 26. Lucille Jandrey—her ability to make friends (with the boys) to Florence Grittner. 27. Yvonne Jensen—her teeth to Dorothy IL phner. 28. Douglas Joos—his size to Mike Salm. 29. Helen King—her explosive Irish temper to Marion Wingers. 30. Arthur Kopf—his smile to Wilmer Beyer. 31. Roger Kraus—his smooth black hair to Roger Wenzel. 32. Donald Keuler—his dashing manner to someone v ho n-eds it. 33. Shirley Kuhn—her studying ability to Kathleen Iloffman. lfi

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CLASS After slaving over six Chemistry problems and a pile of other homework, I decided it was time to struggle up to bed. After climbing a few steps, I suddenly began to feel queer. Instead of entering my room, I stepped into a beautifully equipped Chemistry lab. There, slaving over a hot Bunsen burner, I saw a figure. As I drew closer I recognized it as my former classmate, EUNICE AEBISCHER, now a leading figure in the science of Esterification. 'Eagerly bending over the solution of alcohol and acid, was her able assistant, ROSEMARY HEIMERMANN. Suddenly everything seemed to explode and I found myself driving down the Main street of an unfamiliar city. Feeling a bit shaken, I stopped at the nearest drug store. As I entered, it looked familiar. As the waitress came to take my order, I recognized her immediately as my former coworker, it was none other than BARBARA HEIMANN. Just as I was about to speak to her I felt a heavy hand on my shoulder. Could it be, no, it was only RICHARD RADY, whom, I discovered later, was the owner of a large chain of drug stores. Standing behind the prescription counter was another ’48 graduate of CHS, DEXTER SCIIAUBS, the managing pharmacist. As I was drinking my bromo, I began to have that queer feeling again and, wham — before I knew it, I was driving down a lovely country road. As I rode along I saw many farms that looked quite familiar, such as the WENIG DAIRY FARM. Seeing that GREGOR used to be an old friend, ,1 decided to stop in for a minute. As I was driving up the lane, who should be fixing the fence, but GERALD BURG; handing him the hammer, was Mrs. Burg, the former DOLORES BRECKHEIMER. Near the house stood DONNIE SATTLER, former FFA president and now foreman on VVenig’s farm. As I parked the car, who should come strolling around the house but SEVERINA STEFFES, chief cook. I stopped and chatted for a few minutes, but suddenly I felt funny again, so I raced for the car, climbed in it, and before I knew it I was again driving the streets of an unknown town. As I was about in the middle of the street, the old crate started coughing and choking and finally stopped dead. I sat there and thought for a few minutes and finally reached the brilliant deduction that I was out of gas. Before I could open the car door, I heard a police whistle, accompanied by a deep voice calling, “All right, get going.” Before I had a chance to explain my predicament, a tall policeman was jerking open the door of my car. I looked up and found myself staring at Sergeant GERALD ROLLOFF. At the sound of the whistle another policeman had come rushing through the crowd. Who was it? Why it was AL ZIEGELBAUER, whom did you expect? All the commotion had attracted quite a crowd, including a reporter from the local paper, HELEN KING, formerly known as “Helen of Rantoul.” I tried to tell GERALD and AL I was out of gas but they rushed me over to the police station and told me I could spill it to the chief. As I walked into the door of the nolice station I saw a pair of long feet resting on the edge of a beaten-looking desk. The rest of the person was invisible through a thick screen of cigar smoke. As I cam closer I saw the owner of the feet, VERNON SKARKE. On the desk was a picture of 18