Friday Harbor High School - Harbor Light Yearbook (Friday Harbor, WA)

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C Q56 02171 We are the class of '51 So full of' knowledge, pep, and fun. Now as we are about to graduate, These little tales we shall relate. School days meant 'daze' to Nancy Bee, Especially when her sailor boy had to go. To Don Lowe, always so humorous and gay School meant jokes and tricks each day. Bell-bottomed trousers attracted Henry and Hugh, Hughie and his everlasting I disagree with you. Henry was the boy with the huge appetite, And the Home Ec Room he haunted day and night. Gary was noted for his feet so small, His disposition sweet and his frame so tall. Marilyn Gresli was always as happy as a lark, And when she was mad, her bite was worse than h Marilyn King was a fdvorite of us all, Boy, that gal was really on the ball. Together she and Gwennie for two whole years Supported our teams with inspiring cheers. We were proud of Jim on the basketball floor, Who as high point man really boosted our score. B111 Chevalier was always a good sport, In the class room, on the floor, things of that lhrlene's red hair was the cause of her temper, But when it came to cooking she was no auteur Charles was noted for his bashful ways, But he'll surprise us all one of' these days. Dave Phifer appeared to be quiet and wise, His appearance changed when he went out with th Eunice was the gal who thought she was a poet, So she wrote this poem to let everbody know it. You never miss water till the well's dry they s .bd-ll 4'9 er 01: ,Ti il 5 'K Sv X Ji x ' sort. X Q C - 'H' X 5 Y I 1 O guyls Q- f'X A 'f Q19 nys 'dx And you don't miss the Seniors till graduation day. Another true saying that is heard every year Is- We're going to miss good old F.H.S. so dear 1, , f e X f

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Cfaaa ,Maiory FIRST GRADE One bright morning in September 1957, twentyhsix beaming little faces entered the great white building which is known as the Friday Harbor Grade School. At first everyone was pretty happy with the thought of going to school, but when we learned that our mothers had to leave we changed our minds fast! These crying little darlings were: Ruth Tuck Jim Nash ' Stella Lightfoot Roberta Potts Stanley Paterson Gwen Workman Harvey Juel Gordon Nhddleton Clark Sterkins Dave Phifer Violet Larsen Elaine Yokum Marlene Johnson Bill Lawsn Harlene Lightheart- Lorna King Marilyn Gresli Kent Smith Jean Landahl Marilyn King Richard Nash Donald Scott George Smith Ronald Tredgail This year soon passed and on the last day of school we all received a funny looking thing which Miss Bacon called a report card. We soon found out what they were for! SECOND GRADE We thought we were really'big shots this year. 'We sat at desks instead of tables and how we all laughed at the new first-grade babies who were oryu ing that first day. l rilyn King and Marilyn Gresli were having a constant battle over cute little Billy Lawson's affections. THIRD GRADE This year Miss Anderson was the lucky teacher who tried to teach us something. It was quite the fad that year for the girls to roll their long stockings down just as soon as they arrived at school in the morning. Of course we all played marbles that spring and poor little Gwennie lost all of her's in a game with Marilyn King. Janet King departed having skipped the third grade. FOURTH GRADE 1 Oh, what fun we had that year! Mrs. Cary was our teacher and the third grade was in the same room with us because they had just started having Jr. Hjgh. Every time the teacher was out the spitdwads really flew. Once Jim- mie Cahail's aim wasn't very good and he got one stuck on the ceiling, every one was holding their breath for fear it would fall down on Zthe teacher. Maxine Hall moved here that year and caused Suite a sensation with the boys. Other students we gained were Bill Chevalier, who came from Orcas Island,and Henry Gallanger, who was just trying the fourth grade agafn. FIFTH GRADE This was really a year to remember when poor Miss Gormley was our tea- cher. Henry brought chewing tobacco to school and all the boys had a turn at it along 'with Mr. Wol1ley's razor strap. Gwen and Jean Landahl spent most of their time stand ng out in the hall or else hiding from the teacher. Joe Lawson kept everyone laughing when he'd talk around the room with lies. Gormley hot on his trail, but she just couldn't catch up with him. SIXTH GRADE we worked hard that year because M s. Landahl was determined that we made up for what had been lost the year before. During recess we played 'Fox and Geese' and Jim Nash was always chasing some girl up to the cornerd'