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

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Mart) Hoffman, the blond of our class, Someday as an athlete on a (jreat team could pass. He has a new Chevie, which he thinks is a dandy, And Edna must agree; it comes in pretty handy. Russel Hunter, because of his hair is called “Rusty,” Has some gray matter which he doesn’t want to get musty. I’ll not predict what he will do when he graduates from DeMotte, But we wish him luck — and at that, quite a lot. Harry Kaper, you know him I’m sure. His dad is the owner of the big feed store. Harry plays on the basketball team, And when he makes a basket, you should sec his face beam. Robert Kelly, who played the “Ghost” in our play, Has wishes of his own, which he will fulfill some day. He has an old car — rather cute at that. His spare tire is off, so evidently a flat! Kingma’s a lad whom we all call “Jim,” In none of our sports can we do without him. He is a swell fellow, well liked by us all. He always seems happy — spring, winter, or fall. Annette Knip, a “happy go lucky” girl, Is highly respected and to her friends quite a pearl. She hopes to be a beautician some day, But I am beginning to doubt that she may. Bob Nannenga, the dark haired lad, Is really quite jovial and seldom seen sad. He played football and liked it a lot, And wished he was right back there — “Johnny on the spot.” Esther Nannenga, is a friend to all, You’ll see her smile even at the end of the hall. She loves sports and knows baseball by heart, And if asked to do something, she does her part. Marcella Nuss, you know her I’m sure. As a singer, she may have something in store. She, too, is a yell leader, and up on her toes, If there’s something she doesn’t like, she pulls up her nose. Mary Ann Peterson, is a pretty good cook. She doesn’t have to look for recipes in a book. She plays in the band ; plays the piano a bit. Now for a good friend, she makes a big hit. Dorothy Schoonveld, the musician of the class, For a music teacher she may some day pass. We hope she may go on to college, And get some more musical knowledge. A lad of great height, “Uncle Phineas” in our play, We wonder if maybe he’ll be an archaeologist some day. Walter Terpstra, called “Walt” or “Terpy” for short, Can usually do OK in school and “hold the fort.” Last but not least is poor little insignificant me, I’m not much for poetry as you can easily see. If asked to do something, I try to do my best, I’m Josephine V under Ploeg, or have you already guessed.

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In nineteen hundered fifty, we the Senior Class , Hare great expectations for each, a laddie and lass. We all must hid our teachers , friends, and school adieu. Hut hope we may again, in the future, he seeing you. First on the list is our sponsor, Mr. Hission, Who, after teaching us, has achieved a great mission. He is well liked hy the students and teachers as well. And we Senior students, think he’s especially Swell! George Becker, the shortest of the senior boys, Has a lot of fun doing something he enjoys. We haven’t any idea what George hopes to do, But we wish him luck, all the years through. Marinus Boer, widely known as Mart, Came hack after two years to get a new start. He wants to study medicine, or he a preacher, no less. We hope whatever ’twill he, he will he a success. Dorothy Bormann, our brown eyed girl. Has to her advantage a natural curl. She works in the restaurant, is nice to all. She loves all kinds of sports, especially baseball. Stanley Cheever, nick-named “Beaver” by his friends, Always has a cheery smile which he so often lends. Stanley loves flying airplanes; to him ’tis a hobby. Some day his picture may be in a world-renowned lobby. An all around fine boy and active in sports, Who takes part in things of all different sorts. Perhaps you have guessed him — it is James Coffer. It isn’t hard to see the success his future can offer. Edna DeFries, a cheer leader for three years, In tourneys and games has seen happiness and tears. She has a lot of work, which she does with a zest, And stopping at nothing, she surely does her best. Paul DeVries, an “inventor” you say? He’ll probably be a great one some day. “ Paulie,” to Ins friends — A very nice lad, Is quiet and reserved, and seldom gets mad. Another of our girls is Evelyn Hansen by name, She is a good sport, and stays quite the same. She’s busy with work of all kinds from morn till eve, And it seems she could strain anything out of a siene. Kenneth Heimlich, a boy of our heart, Was a big hit in each play — every part. In school he takes part in sports, especially basketball, But because of his hip, he couldn’t play football. Paul Henrichs is the next of our lads. Whenever you see him, he has a car of his dad’s. Regardless of pranks and his jokes which are many, We all must agree, he’s not a bad penny.

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Class Prophecy By Kenneth Heimlich In this meeting of the great mystics, I shall endeavor to get in contact with the future. As I gaze into the crystal ball, I see ten years into the future. Among the inter- esting things I see there are the members of the class of 1950 of DeMotte High High School. I am sure they are great suc- cesses in their callings. First of all I see the front of a grocery store where they are having a sale on a new improved product. The sign in front of the store reads, Better Buy Becker’s Baked Beans.” George seems to be doing well in his business. Now in the crystal ball looms another crystal ball, gazing into this second crystal ball are two ladies both by the name of Dorothy, whose surnames are Bormann and Schoonveld. Seems they learned their trade frcm the senior play at DeMotte High School. Next in my crystal I see a small garage where some construction is go ing on. On further inspection I see the garage owner is Stanley Cheever, who is building his new 1960 Cheevermobile. Now I see a college lecture room in New York. Lecturing to the class is that renown- ed educator, Dr. James F. Coffer — his brains are still working. Clearly into the crystal now comes the office of the Kankakee Valley Daily News, DeMotte’s daily newspaper. Inside the mod- ern office at a very splendid desk sits the editor of this publication, Miss Edna De- Fries. Across the street from the newspaper of- fice is another fine building, on the window I read, DeVries’ Dandy Device Department. Paul has a gadget for every need. As I peer deeper into the crystal ball, I see a great farm with much land and numer- ous buildings. On the huge barn I read Mar- tin J. Hoffman, Jr., Gentleman Farmer. A feed truck roars up to the farm and out jumps Pilsbury’s Best,” who’s real name is Mr. Harry Kaper. Mr. Kaper has a very thriving feed business. The bookkeeping part of this firm is efficiently run by Miss Evelyn Hansen. The crystal ball has become very cloudy now, as the dust clears a little, I find the comotion caused by Steamer Kelly’s Roar- ing Roadster” which he just drove around a corner at 150 miles an hour. Bob has be- come a famous driver. Much of his success is due to his mechanic, Russell Hubcap” Hunter, and his race promoter, Mr. Paul Henrichs. After that exciting scene in the crystal ball another strange sight appears; it seems to be a tangled mass of humanity. As I look closer, I see it is a football stadium, and run- ning for another touchdown is Jolten Jim” Kingma, star fullback for the Virgie Tom- cats, the famous professional team. Leading the cheers for this team is the professional team of acrobats, The Gyrating Gymsters. Members of this very famous and talented group are Mary Peterson and Annette Knip, their organizer and leader is Mighty Mart” Boer. Now as I gaze into the crystal ball I see a very long pole sticking up in the air. As it becomes clearer I see that it is the tower of the new DeMotte radio station, WOW.