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

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Class Will I, Bill Yunck, will my car to my brother so he won’t have to walk. I, Ron Luedtke, leave all of the fun I’ve had in football to Robert Hoptowit for next year. I, Kay O’leyar, leave my ability to dance to anyone with two left feet. I, John Ness, leave my seat in English to any unlucky junior that happens to land in it. I, Pharoby Potter, leave my twin sisters. I, Pete Jensen, leave my quiet ways to Rodney Peterson. I, Marilyn Boxwell, leave my winning wink to Wayne Barney, he’ll make good use of it I think. I, Linda Browne, leave my ability to blush in class to some unfortunate lass. I, Don Waller, leave Mr. Amundson a nervous wreck. I, Judy Walden, leave my giggles and smiles to Sue Meyers to use for awhile. I, Betty Jo Davis, have just one thought in mind and that is to leave this school behind. I, Don Jacobson, leave Mr. Amundson a new beanie. I, Albert Van Gelder, leave my ability to speak Dutch to Butch McGriff so he won’t talk so much. I, Ramona Aus, leave to my sister Lynn, my clock; now instead of running to school, she can walk. I, Pat Allen, leave this high school and everything in it to Allene and Marie. I, George Platt, leave my ability to hunt to Mr. Brandvold. I, Sue Reyman, do leave my library permits to Mr. Murphy because they are his pet peeve. I, Deede Loyland, leave my changeable hair to Niki Luther. I, Tracy Ann Babb, will my two little brothers to Mr. Rimel. I, Gary Berkram, leave my happy days in school to my brother Dennis, in hopes he has as good a time. I, Larry Brorson, will my talents to some lucky freshman. I, Terry Shook, leave the shop. I, Jeanne Luse, leave my ability to ad-lib to next year’s senior play cast. I, Judy House, leave all my assignment papers to my sister and Brian. I, Diana Torgerson, leave my books to the lowest bidder. I, Chari Werner, will my brother Mark to carry on the good fight. I, Charles Hanson, leave to Bob Waller my knowledge of cars. I, Tom Boyle, will my football spikes to Mike LaSorte. I, Kathy Emmett, leave my place on the Student Council with regret. I, Linda McClanahan, will my baton to Cheryl Pritchard. I, Janet Ruegamer, leave my sunny disposition to Edith Curtis. I, Lenny McGlothlin, will my ability to play hookey to Butch W.

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Class History In September 1950 a bunch of little first graders waited with anxiety to start their first day of school. Grade school was an exciting new world. We made many new and lasting friends. We really started to get into the swing of things in the upper grades. There were dancing, singing, basketball, football, multiplication and hopscotch at recess. Naturally there was lots of homework; it wasn’t all play. After all, we would soon graduate into JUNIOR HIGH. At last we reached Junior High. That was a time for us to “catch our breath” before we made the transition from “high and mighty” eighth graders to “lowly” frosh. HIGH SCHOOL: The magic words that came true in September 1958. How can one phrase the tensions and general excitement? After we elected Ronnie L., Butch E., Judy J., and Janet R. our class officers we became more confident of ourselves. We found many activities to keep us busy. There were band, choir, twirling, cheerleading, F.H.A., G.T.A., G.A.A., Pep Club, football, basketball, track, C Club, Student Council, Spanish and Latin Clubs, and The National Honor Society. They all conspired to shorten time for study. Our Sophomore year we knew where our classes were, and became more aware of our responsibilities. We elected Butch E., Ramona A., Janet R., and Joan B. our class officers. Our Junior year brought forth our first school play—“Little Women”, and our Junior Prom, “Wonderland By Night”. The class officers were Pete J., Don W., Jane B., and Judy J., they were capable and efficient. Judy J. was elected the first girl president of the Student Body for the coming year. Linda W., Judy W., and Jane B. were elected cheerleaders. SENIORS: It didn’t seem possible that that wonderful year had finally arrived. We elected Don W., Tom B., Chari W., and Peggy P. to lead us our final year. Bud B. was elected editor of the annual. Penny P. and Butch E. were the Senior candidates for Homecoming. Football team was Division champions. The Senior play was “Blithe Spirit” and the theme of our very successful Senior Ball was “Holiday In Orbit”. Suzie Connolly became Montana’s Junior Miss. Basketball team won Northern Division Class B Championship. The crucial moment of graduation arrived. Those serious people in white and purple robes progressing toward the speaker’s rostrum to receive their diplomas were a far cry from the rampaging horde that first invaded Cut Bank schools. Those twelve years hold many fine memories to be treasured by the Class of “62”. 25

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Class Will I, Carol Bailey, leave my pony tail to Nora Kullberg. I, Brian Abraham, leave my dancing shoes to Jon King. I, Peggy Petrie, leave my nose for news to Gayle Eacock. I, Sandy Wiley, leave everyone missing me. I, Dave Harlan, leave my admit slips to Ralph Henn. I, Jeff Durham, will my quiet ways to Claudia Potter. I, Jim Printy, leave gladly and take all of my fun with me. I, Jere Herman, am glad to be able to leave. I, Sandra Harris, leave with regret. I, Clyde Fisher, leave the pinball machines to Henry Van Gelder. I, Bill Hagen, leave my good grades in Algebra II to Robert Kraft. I, John Van Gelder leave my classy belt collection to any underclassman who hasn’t one yet. I, Judy Borst, leave my good times to Marlene Bell. I, Penny Peterson, leave my dog Duke to next year’s classes. I, Walter Szafryk, will my empty locker to some lucky boy or girl. I, Raymond Money, leave my joys and woes to Mike LaSorte. I, Bill Heiser, will my knowledge of cars to Bob Kraft so he won’t have any trouble getting home. I, Linda Michaels, leave this school and all its ways, to my brothers in future days. I, Susan Lenoir, leave my brother to carry on the family tradition. I, Bill Bruce, just leave when I can. I, Gary Coen, will my little green car to Ross Wagner to hitch to a star. I, Bud Beverly, leave to Mike Kays the leading roles in high school plays. I, Susan Larson, leave sadly—to continue to college gladly. I, Linda Woodruff, leave with Tommy, and hope that all the rest of the girls do as well. I, Bonnie Hill, leave my teachers to Betty and Billy, the last of the Hills. I, Bill Hoffman, after careful consideration, have decided to leave absolutely nothing. I, Ronnie Aus, leave to go on to higher lamin’. I, Karen Hendrickson, leave nothing as I’m taking it all with me. I, Butch Eide, leave my golden trumpet to “Pete”. I, Suzie Connolly, leave my entertaining ways to Sandy Hale. I, Tom Starr, leave my happy days in Cut Bank High to Cheri Creech, my sister. I, John Quist, leave my long legs to Donny Wold. I, John Wilkins, like I leave the yen to Kenny. I, Judy Johnston, leave my gavel to the boy or girl who is best able to weild it. I, Jane Brandon, leave to see what the rest of the world has to offer.