Cunningham High School - Wildcatter Yearbook (Cunningham, KS)

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le! the Senior Class of Cunningham High School, being of unsound mind and in ill-health do hereby bequeath all of ournorthy possessions to our underolassmen. KATHLEEN HOWELL wills one of her five year diaries to her little 'sis'. She wants 'Pee Wee' to enjoy reading about her old times flames without fear of being caught. In order to keep old C. H. 3. full of life and mischief, MARTHA GILLEN wills this can of corn to the Shrum boys. Only, of course, they must use it to pop cornies. To the future Senior Classmen, CALVIN GLENN will his ability to behave in the classroom. He knows that there will be enough to go around. After all it has never been used much. Beverly Amick, TOOTS SCHRECK leaves you her ability to go steady. Bernard Simonson, DICK BENSON wills you his manly phqsique in hopes that you will use it to your best advantage. Patricia Glenn, MARY PANNING leaves you her hair which she had cut off last fall. Donnie Theis, ROSE MARIE EPP wills you her bookkeeping workbook. She wants to help you keep up your grades. Paul Goetz, EDNA MAE ALLEY gives you her typing eraser for use in Typing II class. Neva Joyce Rose, DORIS JEAN WARDELL leaves her teaching ability to you. Ramona Zrubek, JOANNA DYCHE wills you her athletic ability. Bob Urban, VERLIN URBAN leaves you his halo as he has no further use for it. It has had such little use that it should last indefinitely Norman Zrubek, KENNY NATKINS wills you this wave set which you must use every night to get that Phil Harris head of hair. DEAN DYCHE wills his car to Richard Wells and hopes that it won't be seen in lover's lane. Realizing that typing class is such a struggle for Wayne oak, DOROTHY STBFFEN leaves her typing ability to him.

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I . 0 . - C- v 4 4 4? JJ After several years of work, I get a needed vacation. These being few and rare, I decided to use it to its fullest extent. Thinking back to my childhood memories, I thought it would be nice to visit my old home town. Arriving in Cunningham on the 11:30 Special, whom should I see but Calvin Glenn, prosperous Cunningham farmer, who was bringing in CARE packages to be shipped overseas. He told me that I would find Doris Wardell as Dean of C.H.S. The structure of the building was still the same, but my the discipline! After leaving the school, I arrived just in time to catch the 12:45 Denver bus. We were having a little bus trouble in Colorado and thought we were stalled for the night when we saw coming over the hill g contraption that looked like Barnum and Bailey's Circus. As it came closer I noticed the driver looked fam- iliar and who should it be but Verlin Urban with his Self-Propelled Combine. He told me that he had been following the harvest for the past several years. As we started down the road I heard the trailing echo of Vsrl1n's voice singing 'Dcn't Fence le In.' My next important stop was in Washington, D. C. My first move was a visit to the White House where I was met by receptionist, Kathy Howell. I asked her what she was doing and she said, 'Keeping herself busy helping Pres. Truman with his problems.' She told me that Dorothy was also'working in the White House as the President's private secretary. On the door, 'Private--Dorothy Steffen' was written so large that I could hardly find the door knob. I peeked through and saw her eating a lunch of bread and milk. She was rather embarrassed but said she couldn't possibly afford anything more expensive. Finally, after finding my way out of the lhite House, I was again on my journey. I stopped in Detroit, Michigan, at the Science Research Laboratory. Some faces change after several years, but I was surprised to see that Mary Panning's face hadn't changed a bit. Especially since she was chemist there in the laboratory. She told me she had had several close escapes but always managed some way or another. As far as inventions were concerned there weren't any, as she was still working out a 'FEW' of the formulas Coach Eisenbise had given her back in C.H.S. I was surprised to see Dean Dyche in the same city. But would you ever feature 'Deanie' mixed up with a thing like that, cars that is. Here he was in Detroit, still patronizlng the Dafforn Chevrclets. Leaving the cities I saw a little bit of country life. In Illinois, I saw one of the most beautiful dairy farms, I believe, that I have ever seen. Edna Mae Alley told me that she was running the farm by herself, with the help of Albert. Poor Edna Mae always doing things the hard way. Traveling into Montana, I visited Dick Benson. He made a rather picturesque sheep herder. 'Little Dick' was in the very middle of them and you could hardly tell him from the sheep. Dick was up to his old tricks trying to pull the wool over scmebody's eyes. Surprises will never cease! Going back to dear, old California, I find some classmates whom I didn't see on the trip. Rose Marie Epp and Joanna Dyche were settled down with husbands. Toots Schreok and Kenny Watkins made a nice married couple with three small children, Sylvester, Sybastian, and Susie. Isn't life wcnderful7??17???7? In conclusion of this trip and class prophecy of 1948, I'll return to the peace and quiet of my job.

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.X l R C200 13. 8,0 Z9 FLASH! lr. and Hrs. Cunningham let's go to press!!! Another group of C.H.S. students joined the alumni. There are fourteen survivors of the four years. This group started with fourteen members, did some exchanging, and came out with fourteen members. This group was as green as any group of freshmen. They were always late to assemblies and forgetting which class is next, just little things you can tell freshmen by. They managed to slip through their two hardest assignments--initation and assembly. Though it was rough going with the aid of their sponsor, Kiss Chamberlain, they all passed on to the sophomore year. lhen time came for the next year all the sophomores had attained the feeling of superiority as there was a class below th m. That year the sophomores settled down and started getting into activities and did a fair job of it. The sophomores started looking forward to the senior year and thought it to be a long stretch for them into the future. They ended the sophomore year as full-fledged students of C.H.S.--always trying to get out of class. The next year they became juniors. This year proved to be a big year for that group of students. The first big activity was the play, Too Sweet for Sixteen. The remainder of the year was spent trying to raise enough money for the Junior-Senior Banquet. They sold pennants, pencils, stickers, stationary, emblems, refreshments at the basketball games and just about everything they could. By the time the banquet was over, they were ready to find new ways to earn money. The closing of their junior year was somewhat like the senior year. They began earning money, or rather trying to, for their trip, by any means they could find. Selling vanilla, mcttces, Christmas cards, dresses, trees and they spent the Thanksgiving vacation selling magazines for the Curtis Company. They practically had eve yone in Cunningham soared to open their front or back door. It was about this time that a great disaster occurred to the Senior Class. Their sponsor, Hrs. Dyck, became ill and had to give up teaching. After she left, they had a great responsibility lying on their shoulders. Industriously they started working on the yearbook. Everyone had his own job, but before the year was over, they were all working on the same thing. As the spring was nearing they found themselves busy with the last of school activities--cramming for tests, Baccalaureate, tests, class night, tests, C mencement, of course, everybody passed. The next week following school was spent in Colorado. A tired group of alumni students just walked into the studio and since time is drawing to a close, I will sign off for now. This program was brought to you through the courtesy of the Senior Class of 1948 and will again be heard oa this station next year at this same time. ,fa W f built