Cottonwood High School - Prado Populus Yearbook (Cottonwood, ID)

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Then we have FREDDY FUNKE, His nickname is FUNjI it used to be HMONIX When it comes to spit Wads he really has fun But when he sees Coach he's ready to run. And then in 48 things began to happen, Because you could never catch us nappen'. With our junior Prom and everything, We really made that school year ring. PATSY SUHR is one of us, She never seems to raise a fuss. She studies hard in school all day, And hardly has a thing to say. FRITZ SEUBERT is a man of his word, Always seen, but never heard. He's lots of fun throughout the year, But on a football field he's a man to fear. Roses are red and some are yellow, MARY O'NEIL is out to get herself a fellow. Her hair is red, her eyes are brown, She's the biggest boy chaser in the town. DON SIMON is quite a guy, We call him SIMON sometimes CY . He's good in football and basketball too, Look out girls he's after you. Don Spencer is the man of her heart, They often said they'd never part. It won't be long befor rhey're gone, So we wish good luck to DONNA and DON. BOB DUCLOS is a boy who is good in athletics, He usually leads us in calisthenics. He scored 166 points in football, But in his classes he gets no score at all. Here is a girl who plays in the band, Her last name is LIGHTFIELD her first name is JOANNE She is editor of the MUSTANG STAMPEDE, And is liked by all it is agreed.

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And then in the year of -49 , We were planning to leave this school behind. Then we have TORGERSON who governs us most As most of you know, he's our basketball coach. He's always good for a laugh or two, But if you cross him it's heck to undo. Now we have a person who's in her prime, Even though she's over thirty-nine. She's one of the teachers of C. H, S., MRS. BUETTNER is the one if you can't guess. Out football coach was MR. REID, We called him Baldy , yes indeed. And if you were to mess up a play, OH! What terrible words he'd say. Our English teacher is JACK MELROSE, He thinks we're stupid, we wonder how he knows. He's the band director in our school, To most of us, He's no man's fool. Then in this year of 1950 , We studied hard and were very thrifty. If you didn't study, now it's too late, For this is the year we graduate. Simon and Clem want to mention their names, Maybe someday it will bring them fame. Not as President of the United States, But perhaps someday at the Pearly Gates. Now teachers, we will apologize here, For the things we've done throughout this year. Not only this year but all of them, From the Senior Class, including Clem. Here's where we change from silly to sad, We all have our faults, but we aren't all bad. Now we would like to say Good-by, To all the students of Cottonwood High. In hopes that you will take our places. Not in costumes all covered with laces, But in football suits and basketball too, We'll be on the side lines watching you. Delbert Nuxoll and Don Simon