East Troy High School - Trojan Yearbook (East Troy, WI)

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CLASS WILL To the faculty we leave with many wonderful memories of funfilled times. To the juniors we leave a great gap which never can be filled. To the Sophomores we leave this advice: If at first you don't succeed, give up. To the Freshmen we say, Through four long years of high school, many experiences you'll hold dear. But the thing you'll always remember is that long, hard Freshman year. I, FrankAbbrederis, leave with many more friends than I came with. I, Sue Atkinson, leave my taped gym shoes to Miss Gesell. I, Pat Beck, leave with Keith Bernau. I, Keith Bernau, leave with Pat Beck. I, Diane Bolton, leave my friendly smile to Venus. I, Barney Bong, leave my track shoes to Don Kreft. I, Kathy Branfort, leave my eagle eye in basketball to Jerry Schmidt. I, Tom Brehm, leave my friendly personality to any stray puppy that comes along. I, Tom Byrnes, leave my tuba talents to Mr. Te. I, Bill Carpenter, leave the Freshmen girls behind., I, Dave Chevalier, leave Willoughby Adams to the Brainstorm. I, Rich Colvin, leave my nickname Dirt to any Freshman who thinks he can live up to it. I, Cheryl Dawe, leave the '63 Trojan to the class of '63. I, Bob Dingman, leave a few pounds of muscle to Arlyn Posekany. I, Dorothy Edwards, leave my typing talents to Mr. Hanneman. I, Dan Gallagher, leave 6 inches of my foot long hair to Mr. Clark. I, jack Gracey, leave to leach off Society. I, Gary Gerow, leave the Standard Station to Howie. I, Judy Hall, leave my elastic bandage to anyone with an elastic knee. I, Ann Heimerl, leave my Ford, which doesn't always start, to anyone who doesn't want to go. I, Gail Heywood, leave my abstract art to posterity. I, Gary Jones, leave behind my variety of nicknames for a little more dignity. I, Brian Justin, leave my cutting ability to A. Knife. I, Sue Ketterhagen, leave with my guitar lessons, hand-knit sweaters, and Girl Scout Honor. I, Bob Kilpin, leave my quiet manners to any girl who can manage to get them. I, Dianne Kornhoff, leave my basketball prowess to Mr. Schumann. I, Mike Larson, leave wondering if Mr. Schmidt ever gets all those dollars back. I, Tom Lock, leave several green hedges to Flower Drum Song. I, Linda Ludtke, leave my Badger Girl pin to any girl badger who wants it. I, Bonnie Ludtke, leave in search of Moon River. I, Barb Mahnke, leave my driving ability to the bus drivers. I, ,Terry Malcolm, leave my winning ways in English to Mr. Greenland. I, Kathy Markham, leave a few inches of height to any 4' 6 guard who might use it. I, Elaine Olson, leave for two years freedom. I, Bob Pauly, leave my little brown nose to someone in dire need. I, Mark Peterson, leave my brains and personality to Andy Kobb. Mike Prescott, leave my books in my locker. Mary Rice, leave one dollar to the Social Science Department. I, Joyce Riek, leave English with no regrets. I, Dan Riese, leave my ability with Spray Paint to next years Prom Committee. I, john Rogers, leave my marching ability to Steve Carlson. I, Penny Rohleder, leave my baton to anyone who can carry it for a few miles without the mishaps I've had. I, Dave Roller, leave a bound volume of monster stories to the library. I, Alan Rosen, leave a clean Hi-way 24 to Mr. Bowe. I, Lynn Scheel, leave a vacation in California in the middle of the year to any underclassman in need of relief I, Kathy Schultz, leave my Spanish knowhow to any Spaniard who doesn't know how. I, Tom Schwartz, leave with a sigh of relief. I, Sandy Sloat, leave my hook shot to anyone who thinks they can do it. I, Karen Spaight, leave my two drumsticks to the lunch program. I, Carol Stefanski, leave my bowling average of 124 to Loretta Wetzel. I, Audrey Stoddard, leave my Bowlero, President's pin, and trophy to the Girls Bowling Club. I, Don Trampe, leave for two years' freedom. Sharla Walker, leave my knowledge of the Language Lab. to the Language Department. Dwight Weber, leave my quiet way to Pam Witon. I, Ken Weileder, leave my Homecoming crown to any King who's coming home. I, Elaine Zachow, leave Industrial Arts and teapots to Mr. Goodmanson. I, L 1, I, 82