Dickinson State University - Prairie Smoke Yearbook (Dickinson, ND)

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Back Row: Center Row: Front Row: Earl Jacobsen, James Curtis, Lynne Johnston, Robert Frantz, Norval Latimer, Frank Connelly, Robert Brett, Russell Lear, L. Peterson, Stanley Halla. James Durham, Claude Rainey, William Phillips, Eugene Livingston, Wallace Freitag, Ladd Houdek, William Strehlow, Saul Larson, Richard Camp, Joseph Kmiec. Thomas Hunt, Kenneth Malan, Robert Reynolds, Alwyn Fox, Kenneth Higgins, Hale Haws, Samuel Zahnle, Donald Burkhart, Carl Decker, Sidney Brock. THIRD PLATOON With the passing of one year of Navy V-12, the Third platoon sailors have applied a fitting climax to an enviable record. New faces became quite prevalent in March. When 20 V-5’s were mustered in with the old hands, a complement of 30 men was reached. Bronzed Californians, fog-drenched Washington- ians, “Utes,” “Golden Gopherites,” and South Dakotans teamed together, cooperated, and made the Third worthy of the high esteem in which it is held. RPO Joe Kmiec, a Chicago lad, is leaving for midshipmen’s school this semester. Matching Joe’s studious virtues, and rooming in the same billet, is Earl Houdek, another “Illini.” Other men graduating at the end of this term include Sam Zahnle, all-conference football selection and boxing sensation; Monty Strehlow, whose other ideal besides the navy gold is a golden haired damsel from his native state of North Dakota; Kenny Higgins, a popular boy from South Dakota and later Fresno State Col- lege; and his roomie, Hale Haws, navigation wizard. Wallace Freitag, all around athlete, lives with the two Romeos of the Third, Alwyn Fox, scholar, and Bob Frantz, who gained a berth on the all- intramural basketball squad. Across the hall may be found Earl Jacobsen, Claude Rainey, and James Durham. Jake’s ability to slam a base- ball is paralleled by Rainey’s slugging power in the ring and Fox’s talent for batting the breeze. Conscientious students are Russel Lear and Norval Latimer. When not engaged in educa- tional pursuits they listen to Indian tales sin- cerely versed by Saul Larson, liberty loving “gob” from Wyoming. James Curtis, hailing from sunny California, was a mainstay on the basketball team. Carl Decker, “Red” to us all, admires his fellow billet- eer and plays a hot trombone for the dance band. Three Salt Lake City “Zoomies,” Eugene Livingstone, Lynne Johnston and Ken Malan, oc- cupying 205, uphold the old saying, “There’s no place like home.” A few steps aft is headquarters of Frank Connelly. Midnight oil is consumed as he and his roommate, Don Burkhart, patiently strive to stay far distant from the ever beckon- ing “tree.” Bob Reynolds, Bill Phillips and Bob Brett, from the evergreen state, live opposite friendly rival Californians Dick Camp, Tommy Hunt and Sid Brock. Leroy Peterson, of Rockford, Illinois, orchestra member and “shutterbug,” along with roomie Stan Halla, fleet man, baseballer par ex- cellence and boxer, complete the Third platoon.

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Back Row: Center Row: Front Row: William Janssen, Delbert Olsen, William Cooledge, Robert Rankin, Edward Zehner, Richard McKenna, Paul Reiman, Robert Nelson. James Oldland, Kent Newman, Stanley Schmidt, Alton Williams, Carl Erickson, John Neville, Max Williams, Robert Pearce, Robert Morehouse. Donald Robson, Don Martin, Edward Redman, John Mulvey, Lester Poklen, William Bennett, Richard Rhodes, John Shepard, Norman Ness, Kenneth Howlett, Phillip O’Neill. — Not in Picture: Kendrick Peterson, Claude Ross. SECOND PLATOON The first of March saw 20 new men come into the Second, and the ten old hands in the outfit didn’t think that there was much of a chance that the Second would survive. Under the guidance of RPO “Lefty” Jannsen, a fleet man, we have managed to keep pretty close to the top at all times. The boys of the Second have been active in everything: spring football, basketball, soft- ball, dance orchestra, and many other activities. Maestro Phil O’Neill, whose orchestra is tops, is a member of our outfit as is his crooner and fellow trumpet player, Dick McKenna. Dee Williams, another member of the platoon, is a “hot” sax player in Phil’s band. In athletics we have been pretty active. Paul Reiman has coached all of our athletic teams to victory — or what have you. With “Red” Nelson, John Shepherd, “Ole” Olson, “Red” Howlett, Claude Ross, Dick Rhodes, Bob Pearce and A1 Redman, our B basketball team came out on top in the tournament. Although our A team didn’t do quite as well as they had expected, some pretty good basketball was demonstrated by the outfit composed of Paul Reiman, Bill Coolidge, Max Williams, Charlie Zehner, Bob Rankin and “Tug” Neville. We also have some crack tennis players in the platoon. They billet in 264; you know them as Don Martin, “Doc” Bennett, and Norm Ness. Due in part to the combined efforts of Jim Oldland, Kent Newman, Don Robson, Bobby More- house, “Smitty” Schmidt and John Mulvey, we have a miscellaneous group in which most of the creative genius of the Second is found. And the last two men in the Second, but by far not the least important, are the mail order- lies, “Mouse” Erickson, and Les Poklen. These boys really have a spot in the heart of everyone in the whole platoon. The “Snafuper” Second puts mail above everything else. In spite of itself the Second has become the best platoon in the Regiment, we think. We have won the pennant our share of the time and have contributed actively to anything that has gone on around the “Ship.” We had a lot of fun tearing up each others’ sacks and hiding them, and hope that the boys that come into the platoon at the beginning of next term are just as good sports and as fine a group as we have now.

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Back Row: Emmett Dawson, Maurice Regansburger, Donald Griffeth, Ronald Sockolov, David Sweetman, Charles Johnson, Robert Rowlee, Lowell Smith, Robert Hyman. Center Row: Ronald Squires, Robert Murphy, George Duerr, George Shepherd, Paul Hedeen, Charles Hughes, Ross Alexander, Kenneth Smith. Front: Row: Thomas Giles, Thomas Ryan, Norman Staley, Vincent Sempronio, Donald Tooker, Leo Phillips, John Wilcox, Joseph Widney, Mario Peretti. — Not in picture: Harry Simonsen. FOURTH PLATOON Where’s my bed? Are the studies hard? What’s that for? Is North Dakota really as I’ve heard? And in what platoon am I? Thick and fast flew the questions as the new comers oriented themselves to their new billets — so rapidly, in fact that the “old timers” were barely able to gasp out answers to the most important ones—“Yes, Laddie, every word is true, and you are in the Fourth Platoon.” So started the cur- rent V-12 semester at DSTC. Now, for posterity, we record the illustrious Fourth. RPO Leo Phillips has brought the Fourth to the top and never never fails to beat taps, although there have been close shaves. Eleven months of reference to time tables has made Murry Regensberger our expert on “ How-to-get-to-California-in-two-days-on-twenty- bucks.” Just to show you how much we like Harry Simonsen, we won’t even mention prunes. Lowell Smith and Jack Wilcock sing about those “Swinging Doors,” and dream about Navy wings. Bob Murphy tells jokes about turtles and beer and sings sweet tenor in the shower. In this corner we have Tommy Giles, middle weight champ of DSTC. Fordham had her “Seven Blocks of Granite.” but Dickinson has “A Block of Petrified Wood” in footballer Ron Sockolov. George Duerr likes plays and George Shep- herd, his roomie, likes bananas. Both are more complex, but your writer, who rooms with them, doesn’t wish to take advantage of the situation. Paul Iledeen lives down a few doors and takes charge of the mail situation. The Deacon? Oh yes, he’s still here. Max Staley and Vince Sempronio both come from Nevada; thus both are card sharks. Ross Alexander also functions as mail man, and plays cello for Miss Schnoor’s orchestra. Ronald Squires magically produces giant oranges. Tom Ryan expects to be able to pre- sent a toothy smile once more. Selected on the “B” league all-star team as first string center is Bob Hyman. Night owl of the platoon is late-studying A1 Peretti, as his roomie Don Tooker can testify. Don Griffith held a rate of RM, second class, before entering V-12 last November. Bud Widney is an artist despite his muscles. Big Bob Rawlee eats, sometimes plays elec- tric guitar. Pen and ink work well for cartoonist Ken Smith. Sale Johnson runs the half mile for the track team while dreaming of beautiful Califor- nia springtimes. Dick Hughes spends his time developing mustaches, which brings us down to the point where, as Chuck Dawson says, “That’s all, brother.”