Dorchester High School - Dorhian Yearbook (Dorchester, WI)

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Class Wills (Cont.) To the teachers of the Dorchester High School, we give our thanks and appreciation for all they have done to prepare us to meet the responsibilities and problems that may come our way in the future. We leave to all the Juniors our best wishes for a memorable Senior year. We bequeath to you our prestige and responsibilities, namely, the editing of the Dorhian. Congratulations, Sophomores, on the fine work you’ve done during the past two years. We wish every one of you success during the next two years,-“two more years of hard work, studying, tests, marks, and report cards,—two more years of school parties, proms, carnivals, and ball games. To the Freshmen, we leave the struggle we have now completed, hard work and many disappointments, brightened by your association with your friends and the en- couragement and determination to do better. Good luck, Seniors of 1950. Article II As Individuals, we bequeath the following: I, James Beck, will my ability to get along with teachers to anyone who wants to get into troubles. I, Marion Broeske, bequeath my shortness to the tall under-grads. I, Audrey Doolittle, leave my noiselessness to Mr. Riggin’s study hall. I, Elayne Fenske, bequeath my baton twirling ability and experience to the new majorettes. I, Laura Fuss, leave my surname to my sister Edith. I, Margaret Geiger, bequeath my giggles to anyone who wants to giggle better. I, Dora Genrich, leave Dor-Hi minus a cheerleader. I, Doris Genrich, will my gossipping ability to the editor of the gossip column in the newspaper. I, Evarist Heindl, leave my quietness to the next Senior class. I, Marcella Leonhard, will my glasses to a few Junior boys, so they can find their way home during the night. I, Jerome Ludwig, leave dear hunting season to the other fellow who can use it. I, Lester Lueddecke, leave the school minus some noise. I, Leander Mayr, leave. I, Verda Miller, bequeath my salesmanship to the Fuller Brush Man. I, Archie Mohan, don't want to leave any of my books because I may need them next year. I, Virginia Mueller, bequeath my Math book to the next Math class,--and a bottle of aspirin to go with it. I, James Piven, leave my manners and politeness to Emily Post. I, Doris Sailer, will my last name to the Navy. I, Alfred Schrieber, will my height to the short under-grads. I, Herbert Scidmore, bequeath the waves in my hair to Lake Michigan. I, Estelle Stelzel, leave my vocabulary to Webster. I, Mary Tischendorf, leave nothing to nobody. I, Bernice Wilke, leave with Jim. I, Hilda Wilke, will my gum and my gum chewing ability to the next Senior Eng- lish Class. I, Eugene Zabrowski, leave the school quieter by one trombone. I, Victor Zak, bequeath my ability to argue to the District Attorney. I, Norman Zuther, will my ability to give orations to the next Democratic Presi- dent who has a Republican Congress. Signed this 23rd day of May, 1947 • • • ” SENIOR CLASS

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SENIOR HISTORY We hav’ come to the end of our high school days. Although we are looking for- ward to the future, we regret leaving our friends and the good times we’ve had during the past four years. Remember the day in the fall of 43 when we, 30 shy but am- bitious students, were enrolled as Freshmen? We were initiated by the Sophomores a few weeks later; and in turn, we gave the Initiation Party the next year; and in 46, we climaxed our Junior year; by giving the Junior Prom. We have an enrollment of 27 this year. This includes two new members, James Piven and Eugene Zabrowski, who transferred to Dor-Hi. Our first class meeting was held under the supervision of Mrs. Sorenson, our class advisor. We elected Herbert Scidmore as President; Jerome Ludwig, Vice- President; Virginia Mueller, Secretary; and James Beck, Treasurer. The Senior Class had the Milk Bottles and Dart Throwing games as concessions at the Carnival. Jerome Ludwig and Dora Genrich, our popularity contestants, re- ceived first place and were crowned king and queen. The Swingsters provided the music for the Senior Ball which was held on December 20. We gave a Hard Times Party on January 17. The Grand March was led by Lester Lueddecke and Patsy Hurth who were chosen as the best dressed boy and girl. Our class play was given in the spring; and on May 29 we received our diplomas at the Commencement exercises. CLASS WILLS We, the Senior class of 4. being of sound body and mind and in the presence of our consciences, leave our last will and testment. Article I, We, as a class, will the following:

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SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY It is 1965, and Mrs. Sorenson, the advisor of the Senior class of 1947 is getting ready for her annual trip to the teacher’s convention in Chicago. Since the means of transportation have changed in the past years, Mrs. Sorenson is piloting her own plane this year. It's a lovely day for flying, and everything seems perfect. Then it happened-- engine trouble, followed by a forced landing. Unheart, but a little shaken up, Mrs. Sorenson went to the nearest house for help. Her knock was answered by the owner, whom she soon recognized as her pupil of former years, Jerry Ludwig. “Do come in, Mrs. Sorenson,” he greeted her. “Oh deer”, he called to his wife, “just look who came to visit us. Mrs. Sorenson, you remember Dora, don t you? Here’s Junior and this is Toots. The rest went to a basketball game. When all the greetings and introductions were over, Mrs. Sorenson told them her troubles and then telephoned Leander Mayer, mechanic at the local airport. As she hung up the receiver she remarked, “That telephone operator sounds fam- iliar.” “it should,” responded Dora. “That’s Estelle Stelzel, a member of the class of ‘47. The mechanic arrived and fixed the plane as dusk fell, but Mrs. Sorenson was 'persuaded to remain overnight. They began the evening by listening to Radio Station W.E.H., owned and operated by Evarist Heindl. The program was sponsored by Eugene Zabrowski, editor of Esquire Magazine, and featured an up and coming com- edian, Archie Mohan. There is a rumor that he would give up his place in entertain- ment because Eddie Bracken needed a job. Then they started talking of old times. Dora said her sister was working and just couldn’t make up her mind as to which one she should accept. This was followed by a report on Jerrys old pal, Victor Zak. He went to law school and established ■his business out West. He received his first case, and it looked as if the opposing attorney, a woman lawyer, would win. He thought if he married her, he could win the case. It seems he lost his case and freedom at the same time. All their kids inherited the arguing ability of their parents and they tamed down their “pop . The next afternoon Mrs. Sorenson got into her plane. Next stop, Chicago, but the plane refused to go. (Unknown to everyone, some of the gadgets on the plane caught Juniors eye and joined his assortment of playthings). The mechanic could not be se- cured again as he left for a few days work in Denver, so she was forced to call a cab from The Lester L. Lueddecke Taxi Cab Service Co. Arriving in Milwaukee, Mrs. Sorenson discovered she had to wait twelve hours for a train. Since she loves music, she decided to go to a concert. As she walked along on her way to the concert, she heard a voice. “No, no! Thats not the way to play football! Now listen, and I’ll explain it all over again! She looked across the street and saw Sonny Schrieber patiently teaching football to a group of boys. She arrived five minutes before the concert began, and found to her amazement that today James Beck and his orchestra were giving a performance. The first sel- ection offered a piano solo by his famed pianist, Virginia Mueller, and during the pro- gram, a vocal solo was sung by Yalnee Nefske. Mrs. Sorenson had no recollection of ever hearing about this person before; but after she heard her beautiful solo, she realized that it was none other than Elayne Fenske. After the recital, Mrs. Sorenson went backstage to congratulate these artists on their fine work. She met them all, and also the conductor’s wife, the former Miss Bernice Wilke. For a while they talked of their work and eventually the conversation turned to old times, and their classmates of 1947. Bernice mentioned that her sister, Hilda and her good friend, Margaret Geiger went to New York to “get away from it all. Hilda opened a large beauty salon and Margaret does the bookkeeping and sec- retarial work for her. Elayne mentioned her friend, Doris Sailer, now known as Dori.1 Relias, is a movie actress working for Warner Bros, in Hollywood. Her other friend.