Emmett High School - Squaw Butte Saga Yearbook (Emmett, ID)

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Life Is No Dream For Betty and Rheta These two secretaries. Bettv ' arr ami Rlicia Riukl. slmun in the lower left picture keep the wheels of our educational machine oiled and in smooth working order. Betty works in Mr. Donglas ' office in the morning and at W ' ardwell in the afternoon. Rheta works in the superintendent ' s office. The Librarians In the lower right picture are our librariars who are efficiently supervised by Miss Charlotte .Swatman. librarian. Standing are Carol Hankins. Joyce Foreman. Evelyn DeGrange, Edna Harlow. Miss Swatman, tarv Henderson. Goldie Hoadley. Wenona ickery. Joyce Hill. Pearl Campbell. Sealed are Beverley Nfurdock. I ' at Rogers. Patty Plank, Gloria Hinies. Phvllis Storms. The Custodians Ernest Elsberry and his boys pictined at the upper left keep us looking our best and Ernie turns the heat on and oil in more ways than one. In the back are Mr. Elsberry, Lynn Morriss. Jack C hristison, Bill Krei enback. In front are (buck Swan. W ' avne Cliristison. Ronald Spence, Jerry James, The Office Girls Getting training in office work are the group ol giiK in Ihc upper right picture. They work in the principals office. In the hack are Ruth Leonard. Donna Moellcr. Doris Woodward. In front, Ella McRae, Vivian Giles. Carina White, Jovce Hankins,

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CAROL HANKINS I ' dlfllu ll)}i(ltl Some dreams come true througli liard work. If you don ' t think so, ask oiu- valedictorian, Carol Hankiiis. Dining her four years in Ennnett High School she has been active in music, the library, P ' HA, and the National Honor .Society. PATRICIA ROGERS Salulutoitun .Another busy girl whose dream came true is our salutatoi ian, Patricia Rogers. Even though she has worked in nuisic, FHA, Latin Club and the National Honor Society she too has had time to keep her grades high. Senior History I had a dream last night— I thought my school days were gone; I woke up this morning— They really were long gone. Oh. hi there! Didn ' t see you. A dream? Sure I had a dream. I said I did. didn ' t I. Sort ol a lunn dream, too— all about high school days. You know, when I was an underclassman. Boy, I ' ll never forget the year we were freshmen. There was one of the finest freshmen (hisses that ever trod the boards of good old E.H.S.— the biggest little class in school. Our officers were Ken Goodwin, .Arley Hanna, and Mike Collier; our adviser. Miss Leona Bales. . nd then we began to grow up, and became sophomores. We won the Frosh-Soph rally and began to show up here and there. We began to look more like the Class of ' 52 and less like a biuich of little kids. Our officers were Bob Speros, LeRoy Parks, Ed Lopshire, and adviser Mrs. Delia Swan. But as juniors we really did shine. Vc dominated athletic teams and most organizations, as well as Mr. Douglas ' office. We had a successful play, and the biggest prom you e ' er saw. Our officers were George Yost, Janet Cam])bell, . rt Myers, and Ed Lopshire. It all comes back to me now— the fun. the heartaches, the trials and tribulations of our senior vearl Trying to appear unconcerned, we ordered aiiuDuncements, flunked math, and all the other things that seniors do. It was a wonderful and fearful year, thing, not even a good report card. Yes, a year of alternate failure an d success, intermingled with thoughts of the draft and. in some cases, settling down. Through it all we •ere guided l)y our able officers, .Art .Myers, Wcnona ' i kery. and Jack Blalock. A most successful and gratifying high school career has been oms. 18 but f know none of us woidd trade the memor - of it for any-