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

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Class Will I, Melvin Berkram, leave my winning ways for the Wolves to use in future days. I, Kathy Honeysett, leave my nice long locks, to girls who wear those low-cut frocks. I, Jim King, leave—to go to Sing Sing?? I, Phyllis Brooks, leave my mother, to all the kids next year to bother. I, Carole Bond, leave the boys of the Air Force, to the Cut Bank girls as a real good source. I, Steve Barron, leave my flowery, eloquent words to the rest of you hard-headed arguing birds. I, Jean Parkell, leave my ways so quite, to Nancy Alex, that Sophomore riot. 1, Dianne Buchanan, leave my history tests, to all who may attempt the quest. 1, Dick Bird, leave my bright, shining smile, to Bob Hodgson for him to wear for a while. 1, Jackie Warner, leave to Carol and Candy, all my notes, for they may come in handy. I, Toni Adkins, leave for business school, so I won’t be just anybody’s fool. I, Lynn Cannon, leave my brain so wrinkled, so among the underclassmen it may be sprinkled. I, Jean Vasboe, leave my boisterous ways, to Jane Brandon to use in future days. I, Jim Clark, leave my heighth so tall, to Dick Ebert so he won’t get lost in the hall. I, Ariel Fry, leave to the girls who can’t resist, that long drink of water named Johnny Quist. I, Noralee Ulven, leave to go my way, with Dell throughout our future days. I, John Curry, leave in a hurry. I, Marilyn Kirtley, leave brother Billy, to carry the family tradition, will he? I, John Waggoner, leave Moose, so this summer I can be on the loose. I, Andrea Stornsvik, leave my boys galore, to Cheryl Pritchard to always adore. I, Richard Christofferson, leave my office high, to any Junior who thinks he’s the guy. I, Frances LaSorte, leave my chair in band, to any knot head who thinks it’s grand. I, Bob Durocher, after thinking things over, leave everything and make a run for cover. I, Vivian Stjern, leave the piano in Choir, to Chari Werner if she wants to try ’er. I, Bruce DeZort, leave my quiet ways to Pete Jensen, so he can learn to behave. I, Diane Slotsve, leave my shorthand speed to anyone who is in the need. I, Linda Leishman, leave the test tubes, to all of next years Chemistry boobs. I, Steve DeZort, leave without an argument of any sort. I, Jeanne Quist, leave—the first of six, hoping the others will all learn the tricks. I, Charles Farrell, leave with all I can. I, Judy Lenoir, leave my study guides to Susan, in hopes that someday she’ll be able to use ’em. I, Wayne Durocher, leave my little red car to Gary so he won’t have to walk too far. I, Charlotte Quackenbush, leave my skill as an artist to all the Freshmen who are trying their hardest. I, Mike Powell, leave my quietness to Tom Boyle, to help keep him out of a mess. I, Mary Luther, leave my long hair to all of you others, may you tint it with care. 28

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Class Prophecy DIANNE BUCHANAN, President of the PTA, wants the city streets repaved. DARLENE BURGESS has bought out the Arthur Murray’s Dance Studio, Inc. LOYCE LEE McCLANAHAN is State Supervisor of Elementary Education. LOY MARIE McCLANAHAN, airline hostess, lived the legend, “Around the World in 80 minutes.” DAVE McNICHOL, aeronautics instructor, continues his hobby of drawing airplanes on blackboards. SHERI MONEY runs the new drive-in restaurant — THE TIP — with sister SANDRA MONEY as head co-ordinator. BILL NARDUCCI, alias Rip Van Winkle, awoke and got a hair cut. JIM NELSON manufactures machines for mass-production of spit-wads. CONNIE ORR is chairman of the Montana Federation of Women’s Clubs. VIVIAN STJERN sewed the ermine cape for the 1981 Miss America Pagaent. MARILYN OWEN continues to be hostess for — ahh — tea parties. KATHY HONEYSETT has the soprano lead in North Atlantic. GRACE McGUIRE consuls Miss Junior America contestants. JEANNE PARKELL is the official tester for Sun ’n Surf tanning lotion. DAVID PETERSON is mattress tester for the Squeaking Springs, Company. MAXINE PHILLIPS’, chiropracter, speciality is football players. HERB PITMAN is photographer for the movie version North Atlantic. TOM POTTS is the new Chief of Police in Cut Bank. JEANNE QUIST, CBHS home economics teacher, enjoys the teaching profession. HERB SCHAEFER is test driver for General Motors Corporation. RICKY SHOOK does hair stylingfor the Paris fashion models. DIANE SLOTSVE enjoys being secretary to Rock Hudson, aging movie idol. DEANNE SMITH teaches English at the University of Mexico. MEL TORGERSON sells shoes to people with two left feet. NORALEE ULVEN is a lingerie distributor for I. Magin’s in Seattle. JEAN VASBOE now is the wife of the Superintendent of Schools. BILL WADMAN still is out hunting lost space capsules. JOHN WAGGONER, as a runner-up to his Mr. America title, has now been voted Father of the Year. JACKIE WARNER is Post-master General in the lady President’s cabinet. PAT WYNN manufactures black hair dye and freckle remover. CAROLE BOND is a guide of satellite tours around the moon. MIKE POWELL again has traveled “North to Alaska.” ADA DRESEN has a daily cartoon strip—The Funny Frenchman. CHARLES FARRELL still has the ambition of playing Romeo in Hamlet. NANCY JOHNSON is the ideal farmer’s wife. BONNIE JOHNSON’s wall is covered with buckles won in barrel-racing. MARY LUTHER, BEN HUR movie actress, stars in the chariot racing scene. LINDA LEISHMAN finished her nurses training in Cardston, Alberta. MARILYN KIRTLEY is (Surprise!) the first woman President of the USA! 27

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Class Will I, Cliff Hagen, leave ............................ I, Patty Potts, am happy to say, my battered up locker I’ll give away. I, Pat Wynn, leave my hair so red, to some Irishman with a balding head. I, Loy McClanahan, leave with Mel, in hopes that you others will all do as well. I, William Wadman, with no thought of dyiq’, came in like a lamb and go out like a lion. I, Maxine Phillips, leave my talent to sew, to you gals in Home Ec.—in my footsteps to S°; I, Phil Huebner, leave my coveralls so greasy, to anybody who might think shop is easy. I, Loyce McClanahan, leave my big brown eyes to Ramona Aus, to snare all the guys. I, Melvin Torgerson, leave my B.P.A. so no underclassman will go too far astray. I, Connie Orr, leave my little red jeep to brother Eddy, for draggin’ main street. I, Don Kraft, leave my girls so sweet, to brother Bob who thinks they’re neat. I, Grace McGuire, leave my ability so real., to all of those who hope to get to Mobile. I, John Taylor, leave like a jet, all the girls behind sigh with regret. I, Sheri Money, am not going to pout, my only concern is getting out. I, Don Kruse, leave my Mr. Lucky to Brian Neidhardt, who is so plucky. I, Sandy Money, leave my blond locks, to some lucky lass, so the boys will all flock. I, Jim Shelby, leave my alias Ox, go to work carrying out a box. I, Joye King, leave my flings and fun to the dependable Vicki Anderson. I, Allen Kutt, leave with my teeth so stout, and hope that they don’t keep falling out. I, Nancy Brandon, leave Herb, sitting so sad on the curb. I, Ricky Shook, leave — and without a book. I, Marilyn Owen, leave my quiet and refined ways to Jeanne Smart in future days. I, Chuck Me Adam, leave my Merc so snappy, to any guys who want to make the cops happy. I, Kay Bonds, leave my ability to cheer, to Sandy Hale for another year. I, Tom Potts, am heading out for other spots. I, Elda Kays, leave, after Tank, without a single foolish prank. I, Dave McNichol, leave to get out of this pickle. I, Karen Coleman, my whistle do leave, to Miss Schwingel ’cause it’s her pet peeve. I, Herb Pitman, leave this dreary bore, so I can get a job in some store. I, Nancy Johnson, leave my ride on the bus, to Bud Beverly so he’ll learn to rush. I, Bill Narducci, leave my flashy ways, to Don Zeigler so he can keep everybody in a daze. I, Ada Dresen, leave all my sense to the less fortunate ladies and gents. I, Jim Peterson, leave with Bill, to look for some more time to kill. I, Bonnie Johnson, leave at sixteen, I went through like a flying machine. I, Jim Nelson, leave my night time habits to someone else who wants to chase rabbits. I, Neila Hodgson, leave Trig, class, to Kathy .Emmett, that fortunate lass. I, Richard Olsen, leave.............with my slide rule. I, Gail Hietpas, leave my size to sister Diane, to get all the guys. I, David Peterson, leave my high I.Q. to Don, so he can use of it, too. 29