Dallas High School - Dragon Yearbook (Dallas, OR)

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W r I r L. PROPHECY-Continued We head back for the hotel exhausted from the wear and tear of a football game. A big dance is being held tonight and we want to look our best. After getting dressed we decide to walk to the armory where the big occasion is taking place. Upon entering we find BERTHA EDIGER taking hats and BETTY REISWIG taking tips. Head Waiter GENE MCFARLAND shows us to our table. Just as our waiter, KEITH GRIFFIN, is brining our food, the lights dim and the Master of Ceremonies. DON FUL- LER, announces the first number-Colburn's Can-Can Cuties-with PHYLLIS REGIER, BEVERLY WEB- STER, VEE PEPIN, JOANN McDOWELL and MARGIE KLIEVER doing honors. They're so good the audience calls them back for an encore. On with the show and next we have the famous dancing team JONES and FAST, MILLIE and RUBEN that is. followed by the Sour Four Quartet made up of RONALD JONES, DORMER RICHERT. ART SCHU- MACHER and GEORGE THEISS accompanied by EUGENE VAN BROCKLIN. As our final number we .fm Clif!! H We, the Seniors of Nineteen Hundred Fifty, do here- with, therefore. and hereby leave. will. and bequeath to the party of second part fthe underclassmeni our following abilities. talents, hobbies. habits and any- thing else we want to include with the hope that it will leave a lasting impression on them. I. Alma Birchell leave my nickname Wiggles to any deserving undernlassman. I, Jack Blankerbaker bequeath my place on the foot- ball bench to Johnny Kitzmiller. I. Ethel Blanchard leave my brains to my little brother, Ralph. He'll need them. I, Eldon Classen leave. I, Darlene Colburn leave my ability to skip school with- out getting caught to Leon Huntly. I. Marlene Condron leave my Saturday nights at Pedee to Phyllis Neufeld. We, Bob Curtis. Bob Stewart and Ray Friesen leave together. I. Dean Davis leave my line to Bill Bledsoe in sincere belief that two lincs are better than one. I. Bob Davis, leave my Indep girl friends to those boys who are likewise unsatisfied with Dallas girls. I. Donna Cox will my ability to grow long hair to Marilyn Ruby. I, Betty Cox leave with everything I've got. have the Five Famed Acrobats -MARY DANIEL, ETHEL BLANCHARD, MARGIE LUTE, MARLENE CONDRON and ALMA BIRCHELL-putting on a superb act for us. When leaving. doorman, JACK BLANKENBAKER helps us into one of HARLAND'S HACKS which carries us back to the hotel. When we reach the hotel, we receive news that the feud between IMOGENE PARKER and GRACIE HIENS has finally been settled. They say that see- ing is believing, so we decide to leave Mars and return home for a see. Welcoming us at the airport are DON WOLFF, mayor of Dallas, DARVVIN LEAHY, chief of police, RAY FRIESEN, city auditor, TOMMY LACEY, local undertaker looking for business, BILL READ, D. A., with CLARENCE PETERS and MARVIN PAULS as his deputies. 6'All,s well that end well, so farewell, Class of '51. I, Betty Craven leave my ability to go steady to Carol McDowell. I. Mary Daniel leave my cousin, Rod Cowen to carry on. I, James Day leave my small stature to Wesley Wildt. We. Velma and Ross Dyer leave. still brother and sister. I, Louise Doty will my flirty ways to the shy girls of D.H.S. I, Norma Dunbar, leave my agruments in Social Econ to any forthcoming Senior. I. Wes Ediger leave all the fun I had at Pendleton to whoever can get away with it. I, Bertha Ediger leave to change my name. I. Merton Enquist will my quiet ways to lone Coch- rone. I, Wally Entz leave-wondering why I came in the first place. I. Ruben Fast leave my musical talent to the future Song Queens. I. Beverly Fast leave-married. I, Leo Feil will my duck-walk to Louise Yost. I, Don Fischer leave my nickname, Bones to those girls on a diet. I, Jerry Friesen will my height to Charles Jepson. I. Don Fuller will my straight hair to Nathan Penrose

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lcyfffecy Turning forward the pages of time to the year 1971, we see the Dauntless Dragon,', a consolidated rocket- ship, just getting ready to take off with the alumni of '51, for space unknown. Well look who's here on time. Can it be, yes, it is JANE HART. Hey, Stewardess, when's this crate pulling out?, yells RICHARD KROCKER, former Mayor of Pedee. Ah, be quiet, shouts the shapely stewardess, PHYLLIS RADLEY. Glancing out of the porthole, we see JAMES DAY, attempting to mount his soap box with the intention of presenting us with a farewell address. But alas, 'tis too late. Already we hear a drone of the motors, then a lurch and we are soaring through space. Pilot RAYMOND WALL to Co-Pilot JIM PET- ITTE, we are nearing the planet Mars. Prepare to landf' As socialite KATHERINE LUTE prepares to de- scend from the ship, she meets with a slight mishap and falls. And who should come to her rescue, but the dashing real-estate broker, DEAN DAVIS, who has his office located on the field. Who should be his first customer but LEONA SHARP and RODCER JOHNSON, who are thinking about retiring and living on Mars. Taxi, anybody want a taxi,', screams BOB HAR- LAND, who has just graduated from the School of Repairing Broken Bodies which is taught by WAYNE RADKE and DOTTIE HEVNER. Weill take a taxi, says SHIRLEY ROCKFORD, MERTON ENQUIST, DONNA COX and BOB DAVIS. After leaving the airport, we head for the bright lights, where we find ELDON CLASSEN billed as Yoge, the Star-gazer, and his assistant BETTY MOTT. The first two customers to step up are FLAVIA MORROW and DAN SMITH. We wander on down the street and just happen to bump into LEO FEIL, who is trying to make an honest living off his Honest Bookeev establishment. His main sources of income are HAZEL MORLAN, RONALD ELLIS and JERRY FRIESON. Feeling a littir drowsy from the high altitude, we wander back to our hotel. owned and managed by DeLORIS JONES, DANNY VOIGHT and their little brats. As we are mounting the stairs we see a picture of our fellow classmate, CHARLES LEWIS. complete with striped uniform and number. Morning dawns early as usual and we hurry to congregate for breakfast, before leaving for the foot- ball field where JACK HINDS and his Molls are playing WALLY ENTZ and his Tomatoes, Star cen- ter on Jack's team is NORMA DUNBAR, along with ROSE MARIE CRAUNKE as left end and DARLENE TOEVS playing guard. Opposing them and playing full-back for Wally is DARLENE MIKKELSON. Other stars are BETTY COX, halfback and VELMA DYER, tackle. After breakfast we head for the field where already a large crowd has assembled. Among local rooters assembled are: LOIS LEAMER, ROSS DYER, MAR- LENE GRANT, BEVERLY FAST and others. A late comer to the game is KENNY SHREEVE, who is just now pulling up in his 1951 Potiac. Still beating their brains out in trying to squeeze a tune out of the fans are DONNA SCHROEDER, ANN GERLINGER and BETTY CRAVEN, who are looking a bit haggard after the years. Our faithful band strides off with the National Anthem with DUANE KROEKER still pushing his trombone, RONALD HECKATHORNE on the french horn and HAROLD GRIPPIN playing anything he can get a hold of. Oh! We mustn't forget the anemic band director HAPPY SLEIGHTER. Oh, it's a tough game tonight, drawls FRANK TIECHROW. Jack's 'Molls' and Wally's 'Tomatoes' are really out for blood. LOUISE DOTY, who is trying to lose weight has been taken on as water-boy for the Mol1s. This season she has lost 20 pounds, bringing her down to a sleek 210. At the half time the score stands tied 0-0. There's great activity going on inside the dressing rooms. Reporters are pouring in from everywhere. WAYNE MCWHIERTER wants to know how Hinds feels about the progress of the game. BOB CURTIS and BOB STEWARD have already sent in their column feeling certain the Molls will win. The teams come storming onto the field after their coaches' pep-talk. They're out to win honor for them- selves. There goes the kick-off and who should completely block our vision but two peanut and popcorn venders. DON FISCHER. alias Bones, and WES EDIGER. The game ends surprisingly enough with the Toma- toesi' on the victors' end by a margin of 20-14.

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I. I, I. I. I, I, I, LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT--Continued Ann Gerlinger bequeath my long legs to Tim Curry in sincere belief that he needs them. Marlene Grant leave my friendly smile to Alice Million. Rose Marie Graunke leave as quiet as ever. Keith Griffin will my studious attitude to those get- ting bad grades. Harold Grippin leave my shyness to Don Courter. Bob Harland leave the Student Body gavel to some honored .I unior. Jane Hart leave-still griping because I haven't gained any weight. I, Ronald Heckathorne will my tennis ability UH to Johnny Regier. I, Gracie Hein leave to join Harold. We, Dottie Hevner and Don Wolfe leave still holding I. I I I I. I, I I, v 9 9 7 hands. .lack Hinds leave for Portland. De Loris Jones leave-thank goodness! Mildred Jones will my ability to get along with the teachers to Arnie. Ronald Jones leave Raymond. Rodger Johnson bequeath my blue eyes to Darrell Cowan. Marjorie Kliever will my laugh to the more serious seniors. Duane Kroeker will my bottle of slide oil to Esther Stonebrook. Richard Kroeker bequeath my nickname High Poc- ketsl' to Bob Wildt. I, Tommy Lacey will my beautiful senior picture to I, I. anyone who wants to start a fan club. Darwin Leahy will my place at Pruett's to Bill Davis. Lois Leamer will my nice ways to anyone in need of them. I, Charles Lewis leave my foghorn voice to Margaret Kinsey. I, Katherine Lute leave the same as when I came. I, Margie Lute can't decide what to leave. I, Joanne McDowell leave my volleyball ability to Joyce Schroeder. I. Eugene McFarland leave fafter grave considerationl my handsome appearance to Ron Stephens. I. Wayne McWhirter leave-what more can you ask? I. Darlene Mikkleson leave with many plans. I, Hazel Morlan, leave my levelheaded nature to my cousin, Gail. I, Flavia Morrow, leave my beat-up trumpet to any ambitious musician. I, Betty Mott, leave my 715 years of high school to any- one who can't make it in less. I, Imogene Parker, leave my southern drawl to Shirely Henry. I, Marvin Pauls leave my love for those Social Econ Units to all you stout-hearted Juniors. I, Vee Pepin leave these drab surrounding. I I I I I 1 Clarence Peters leave and mighty darn glad to do it. ,Jim Petitti leave my knowledge U1 of Physics to anyone who may need my help. , Wayne Radke leave nothing, I'm Scotch. , Phyllis Radley leave my corny jokes to Ted Arnold, as he has a gaod start already. Bill Read will my heighth to those who long for it. I, Phyliss Regier, leave my artistic ability to anyone I I, I, I, I I I I I I I I I L I. I. who can't draw. y ,Betty Reiswig, leave my cute figure to those girls who need it. Dormer Richert, leave very quietly. Shirley Rockford will my timid ways to Darlene Parke. Donna Schroeder, leave my bottle of Bromo-Seltzer to the next Dragon Editor. Art Schumaker, leave school for the better things in life. Leona Sharp leave no will-I carry my secrets to my grave. ,Kenneth Shreeve leave my Toni spin curlers to any other energetic boy with straight hair. Happy Sleighter, will my anemic physique to Phillip Moser. Dan Smith will my good grades to Thurman Selby. Frank Teichrow will my old hot rod to Glen Colburn in hopes he can make it run. George Theiss, leave and I'm very grateful. Darlene Toevs, will my size 7 dresses to Frances Nelson. Eugene Van Broklin leave my flaming red hair to light the Hall of Fame. Dan Voight, will my special brand of soft soap to any one who can use it. Raymond Wall, will my conservative nature to Nancy Walzer. Beverly Webster leave still hoping.