Cut Bank High School - Wolf Yearbook (Cut Bank, MT)

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CLASS PROPHECY One day as we were strolling through the park in a certain metropolis, who should we come upon but Mr. Davis and Mr. Mjolsness sunning themselves on a park bench. They both had long white beards, and looked very patriarchal. After chatting for a moment, they asked us if we had seen any of the old class of '43. We certainly had—and we told them the following tale: Harry Tuma, who is a general of great merit in the U. S. Army, loaned us a jeep to make a cross-country trip. We started from Hollywood, after visiting some people there. On the set of Bowlegged Bill Rides Again we ran across Bob Burns, who is now a Hollywood stunt man. and famous for his resemblance to Spencer Tracy. He told us to be sure and look up Betty Van Alstine, who is leading a group of Follies girls in a theater owned by Ruth Perrine. Anne O'Loughlin was running a stage door canteen, which was packed with service men. There we found three one-time classmates who had gone into the service—Herb Woods, Harry Novak and Louis Pistoria. They were all displaying distinguished service crosses which General Tuma had just awarded them. Mary Dell and Marion are still together. They were serving donuts in the canteen, at the following rates: Service men. 1 donut; good-looking service men, 2 donuts; officers, 3 donuts; and good-looking officers, unlimited. Joe Ybarrola was helping out—probably for publicity—as he is now the great lover of moviedom with thousands of fans swooning for him. Time was growing short so we left Hollywood and started East. Headlines in the Reno evening papers proclaimed that Marjorie Hungate had just obtained her divorce decree from a certain millionaire, and the charges were alienation of affections. In Salt Lake City we stopped off to see that Wanda Harris' telephone exchange was running smoothly. Margaret Sauter was doing her bookkeeping and she isn't to be trusted very far. This is an ideal telephone office; the girls all sat around and drank milk shakes and chewed gum. A big sign said, The Customer is Always Wrong! A little abashed, we got on our jeep and started out again. At a railroad crossing we had to wait for a train. We could scarcely believe our eyes when we saw Jack Bell, in rags and tatters, go riding by. Traveling incognito, but we recognized him. Feeling a little faint, we drove on. Or should we say, bounced on! At Denver, we visited a huge library, directed by Alvina Dipple. The shelves were filled with an impressive morocco-bound book, and we investigated to see what it was. The title was Life of An Oil Magnate. or Greasy Tales From Derrick Hill. by Roy G. McAdam. He had seen to it that she had plenty of copies. Alvina told us that Roy Pattison had gone back to Carbondale, Colorado, dnd had settled down with Junie. Little Pat is now a star forward on the team. Our next stop was Kansas City, where a sign directed us to Alvera Lubka's hospital. A sign outside said, All Hope Abandon Ye Who Enter Here.” We shut our eyes and dashed in. In room 24 we found Betty Jensen, suffering from writer's cramp from all the letters she used to write. In room 25 there was Una May, suffering from amnesia. There were two nurses on the case—Ethel McIntyre and Janice Dirlam. We found Sauter in the office, getting Alvera in the red. Stopping in St. Louis, we found the Jacobsen twins crooning the St. Louis Blues, because their new knee-action toothbrush isn't selling very well. Can't see why there's no profit—maybe Sauter's been here, too. Passed Vernon Berger on our way to New Orleans—he was driving a custom-mad6 Rolls-Royce. won by guessing how many bubbles there were in a bar of soap. We got there in time for the Mardi Gras, and found Paul Kliensmith employed as chief taster of wines and fine liquors for Bill Sandell, proprietor of the hottest nite club in town. Sauter turned up again—couldn't find out whether she was bookkeeping or gone into business with Paul. From there we made a jaunt to Chicago. The first thing we did was to buy a newspaper. Imagine our surprise to note that Dorothy Lofberg was the owner of that and six other papers. On the front page was a picture of Anita Best, and underneath was the caption. Wins Badminton Championship, and. As Sideline Is Perfecting Never Miss Badminton Racket. We turned to the sports page, and found that Jim Elliott was a crack sports writer. In his widely read column, he made note of the tact that Jack Sim's famous basketball team now holds the world championship. Maybe it was wishful thinking, but from there we went to Niagara Falls. There was Edith Hanell, on a honeymoon with that cute soldier she used to go with. She was painting beautiful pictures of the scenery and told us her pictures were in the Metropolitan Art Gallery. We left this lovely spot and struck out for New York City. Feeling thirsty after our long trip, we stopped at a soda fountain. The proprietor was Jack Cochran following in Pappy's footsteps. He mixes the most original goo known to man. (We still haven't recovered.) There was Margaret slaving over his books. Columbia University was our next stop. There we found Smith, a super-intelligent professor. She has just finished her book—entitled Smith's Standard Unabashed Dictionary. This book is a controversial subject among Men Who Know. Jim Sheffield has a big laboratory there, and has just invented a Never-fail gremlin cure. ($1 a bottle. Pd. Ad.) We visited the ex-Pinky Somes, married to a crack trumpet player now featuring at the Pink Elephant room of the Ritz-Waldorf Hotel. Then we bowled a line in Joyce Ormson's Exclusive Bowling Alleys. She has a new set of rules—gutter balls count ten; there are three balls to a frame, to make it easier to get a spare, and if you get a strike you automatically get 300. Betty Schaeffer was on leave from the Waves. She is getting tired of scrubbing decks. Riding a jeep is hard on clothes. Our next stop was a smart shop on Fifth Avenue. We were pleased to see that the stylish girl who owned it was Dorothy Campbell. She greeted us politely, and introduced her bookkeeper. Margaret Scruter. Perhaps we should have warned her. The gossip around town is that Donald Koepke. the new warden at Sing Sing, was caught trying to escape over the wall. We dropped over to see him. but we must have looked rather wild after this little jeep jaunt, because one of the guards grabbed us and threw us in a cell. Said we looked like a menace to humanity. We're on parole now—trying to keep on the straight and narrow path. No. 131313131313 WH and No. 131313131314 JO

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LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF THE SENIOR CLASS We. the Senior Class of 1943. being of supposedly sound minds and memories, in no way influenced by the janitor, teachers, or underclassmen, do hereby declare this to be our last will and testament in order to distribute our interests in the world to our fellow schoolmates and teachers: ARTICLE I To the Class of '44 we leave our most valued possessions, our honored position in C. B. H. S. and our infinite and undisputed wisdom. ARTICLE II To the faculty we leave our sincere affection and our gratitude for their expert guidance and abundant patience during our high school years. ARTICLE III We bequeath individually and separately the following possessions: 1, Una May Arras, leave my ability to stay out of trouble to Loren Thelan. I, Jack Bell, leave Shirley all the answers so she may hurry and graduate. 1, Vernon Berger, leave after waiting for Betty Lou for over an hour. 1. Anita Best, leave my public speaking ability to T. J. Brocher. I. Robert Burns, leave my four years of accumulated intelligence to the Quiz Kids. I. Dorothy Campbell, leave my seat in Jim's car to one of Johnny's girl friends. I. Jack Cochran, leave my ability to get excuses from the office to Molly Dean. I. Alvina Dipple, leave the Dewey Decimal System to some other unfortunate librarian. I, Janice Dirlam. leave with the 429th. I, James Elliott, leave my basketball suit to Corbett. We. Sarl Ia,cob3len' leave together. Henry Jacobsen. I, Donald Koepke, leave my C card to Pete Henderson. I. Edith Hanell. leave my artistic ability to Audrey Ellis. I, Wanda Harris, leave my ability to pop gum to Shorthand I Class. I. Marjorie Hungate. leave my blonde hair to Judy Fujimoto. I. Betty Jensen, leave, still looking for a letter. I, Dorothy Loffberg, will be darned if I’ll leave anything. No one ever left me anything. I, Alvera Lubka, leave Don (Cas) Goldrick to no one else. I. Roy McAdam, leave and will soon join the Old Crow'' Indians. I, Ethel McIntyre, leave my hair styles to Patty Schram. I, Paul Kleinsmith, leave my little brother Allen—so the girls wont be too broken-hearted. I. Ann O'Loughlin. leave my soft voice to Alice Wagner. I, Joyce Ormson. leave my ability in shorthand to Wanda Wiley. 1, Roy Pattison. leave my letter to a certain group of Freshman girls. I, Ruth Perrine, leave C. B. H. S. in seven months, which is better than most do. I. Bill Sandell, leave my patience and quiet mannerisms to Gloria Thelan. I, Margaret Sauter. leave with my song and dance to join the National Assemblies. I. Betty Schaffer, leave to obtain another ring to go with the one I now have. I, Jim Sheffield, leave the trials and tribulations of an Annual Staff to somo unlucky person. I. Jack Sims, leave my ability in football to Jackie Burns. I. Janice Smith, leave my ability to tell corny jokes to Laura Lou Ormson. I. Janet Somes, leave my embroidery work to some other gal and board a plane. I. Harry Tuma, leave with few regrets. I. Betty Van Alstine, leave my way with the boys to Leora Thelan. I, Marion Vastine. leave a well-worn path to the postoffice and go to Texas. I. Mary Dell Werner, leave. (For better or worse.) I. Joe Ybarrola, leave fourth period. (Will be back later for my coat.) IN WITNESS WHEREOF, we place our names and seal on this, our last WILL AND TESTAMENT. this first day of April in the year of our Lord nineteen hundred and forty-three. WITNESSES: M. I. Dipsy. Signed: CLASS OF '43. R. U. Doodle. 1 12 1

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John Sheffield Earl Zimmerman Maria Svetcoff Bobby Anderson Lorraine Barr T. J. Brocher Annette Berger Harriet Borch Ervin Davis Eleanor Delger Robert Enqen Audrey Ellis Tod Fowler Vernon Fuller Judy Fujimoto Louvill Garske Ralph Getter Marjorie Gjertson Norman Gertzen Don Goldrick Janet Hatch Harvey Hall Arnold Holman Richard Humble Chet Sammons Frances Linder Harold McLeod Shirley Ness Laura Lou Ormson Don Peterson Eileen Ruetten Lorraine Lozing James Salansky Bob Saxon Margaret Swenson Gloria Thelen Shirley Tucker La Vonne Varner Bernice Walker Hattie Wiley Wanda Wiley