Demotte High School - Keen Keener Yearbook (Demotte, IN)

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Towards the spring of this year we received our class rings. My! the proud look on our faces, and oh! the envious look on the faces of some of our under class men. In the month of April we financed a trip for the Seniors. We took them to Chicago where we visited several places of interest. When we returned last fall to finish our high-school career, one of our members had decided to leave us and by the time two months of school had passed another one left us, so we went on with our last year with twenty-five members. The class officers chosen for this year were: President, Marvin Bernard; Vice-President, Gertrude Dykstra; Secretary, I.uc ' lle Hudnall; Treasurer, John VanKley. Mr. Ruch was chosen as our class sponsor, but left us in the middle of our Senior year. At the begin- ning of the second semester Mr. Stephens was elected as our sponsor. Our motto is “Sailing on the Sea of Victory May We Succeed.” Our colors are blue and silver. Our Senior play presented on the evening of November 7, was en- titled “Aunt Susie Shoots the Works.” We are planning the seventh edition of the Keen Keener. We have nearly reached the end of our schooling in the DeMotte High School, and as we go out into the world to earn our own living may we heartily wish one another true happiness, the best of luck, and plenty of success in whatever we do.

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Se.ytio- ' i Glr2,i.i, olfiltosiif. In t he fall of 1938 we started our high school career as “freshies” with twenty-two members. The class officers of our first year of high school were as follows: President, Fred Zeck; Vice-President, Eileen Bailey; Secretary, Lucille Hudnall; Treasurer, John VanKley. Our sponsor was Mr. Ewart. A few weeks later we were initiated hy the Seniors. That fall we had a class party, and another one in the spring. After a four months vacation we again entered high-school only this year we were Sophmores, with thirty-three members. Our officers for this year were: President, Arthur Schoonveld; Vice-President, Warren Cornell; Secretary, Betty Jean Cornell; and Treasurer, Sue Cox. We chose Mrs. Bernard for our sponsor. This fall we had a skating party at Hebron. After spending another four months of hard work and a vacation we came back to school as Juniors. We had twenty-seven members this year, as some of them had moved away or had quit school. Our chosen officers for this year were: President, Malcolm Boezeman; Vice-President, Fred Zeck; Secretary, Lucille Hudnall; Treasurer, Herbert Hook. Miss Wake- man was chosen as our sponsor. This year on December 3 we presented our class play entitled, ‘‘The Wild Oats Boy.” We had two skating parties at Lowell. ( Continued on Next Page) Page Nine

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Senior GIgAA. Poem By — Gertrude Dykstra Attention Everyone! and please make way For twenty-five patriots of the good U. S. A. I’ll try my best to describe to you Each member of this class of “42”. First of all I would like to write A verse of our sponsor and he’s “all right”. Mr. Stephens, who came in December, A coach and teacher we’ll always remember Next on the list is a girl called Charlotte. To our class she means quite a lot. She’s short and stout, as you can see. And when there’s work she’s like a bee. Pretty as a flower and sweet as the dew, Never says anything without a giggle too. She has not an enemy I am quite sure. A friendship with Eileen will long endure. Marvin Bernard, our class president. To West Point, he plans to be sent. Who is his girl friend? I don’t know. In making his mind up he’s rather slow. In his ninth year he came to our school. He’s quiet, good and minds the rule. Malcolm Boezeman is his name. An excellent star in our basket-ball games. Hear her voice once and forever you’ll linger Near Marilou, our sweet little singer. To someday sing in opera is her one aim. We wish her luck and lots of fame. Now about Inez I’ll write a line, She’s the girl who has quite a time To concentrate on studies instead of her thrill The one and only, true blue Bill. Kenny. I must say is a friendly chap. Never wears frowns, but smiles on his map. And those who w r ill meet him are sure to say Now there’s a fellow that is “okay”. Why Goldie is called Goldie I can’t see. Her hair is so brown, as brown could be. Her cheeks are so rosy and spirit so gay. And with all boys she sure has a way ( Continued on Next Page) Page Eleven