Fulton High School - Static Yearbook (Fulton, IL)

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Gary Dykstra turned out to be a psychiatrist in a pottery factory. He examines the crack- ed pots. Johanna Voss married a lumber- jack from the north woods and now has eight little slivers. Millie VanZuiden is still on the loose. She's got a mind just like a bache- lor's bed - never made up. Dick DeGunther is now a pitcher for the Brooklyn Bums. He always was pretty good at throwing it. Jeanne Rus married the manager of a steel corporation and now has two little Rustys . Going with Jeanne made you feel like a pearl. You were just another one of the string. Gene Temple had his thumbs amputated this morning so that he wouldn't have to pay thumb tax. Jack Quaintance is now Ser- geant-at-Arms in the U. S. Senate. Well, I guess I'll turn on the radio and see if I can get some news. - Good evening friends, this is Station PHEW bringing you Wilted Winchell with the latest world news -but first a word from our sponsor. Kram- erettes! The only cigarette company in the world able to cram 37 cigarettes into a pack- age the size of a salt shaker. Proof l - In a survey taken by Dr. Earle Lawton that - the more you drag, the more smoke you get. No other cigarette can deny this statement. - And now the news. Chicago is being honored tonight by the presence of LaVerne Hoog- heem at the Aragon Ball room with his fam- ous Boomer's Bloomers g an all-girl band. Lois Balk today announced her forthcoming marriage to Swooney Cable. This will be Miss Balk's fourth marriage. Joyce Flik- kema has been hired as physical education Senior Class Prophecy, cont. teacher at State Pen-er-I mean Penn State. Evelyn Wiebenga is back on the job after a Mediterranean cruise. She's giving walking lessons to young women, and walking papers to young men. Daniel Leahy, world famous stunt driver in the Daredevil Auto Show , has walked out on the company which op- erates the show. His job just wasn't what it was cracked up to be. Phyl Maring was ap- pointed head of the lingerie department at Marshall Fields and Company. We hope business isn't slipping. Harper Harvey be- came a confectionery store owner. He soon bought numerous stores throughout the coun- try and became owner of a large confec- tionery chain. He is now a malted-million- aire. Norma Koenes, Dorothy Kooi, and Wil- ma Prins were hired to test the new bed mat- tresses made by the Big Bounce Bed Cor- poration. They are acting as undercover agents. The newest thing on the market is a little something by designer Bob Venema, called Western Unions . Don't be alarmed folks, it's only cowboy underwear. In the National Elections of the Lonely Hearts Club today, Fred Mohrman was elected president and. Eugene Diephuis treasurer. Howard Rowland has been missing for three weeks now. He was last seen headed. FLASHQ Tom Woods became the winner of the World's Pocket Pool Tournament late this afternoon. Somebody stole Tom's cue just before the final round, so he talked his op- ponent out of the championship. - Signing off till next year, this is Wilted Winchell wishing the Fulton students loads of luck in their new high school. Page 23

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Senior Class History, cont. Venema, Linda Lloyd, Dorothy Kooi, Dick DeGunther, George Walters were members from our class. Our student council members for these four years were Pat Wray, Cliff Johnson, Nancy Abbott, Howard Rowland, George Walters, Lois Balk, and Dick DeGunther. To attend the football queen we have chosen Linda Lloyd, Irma DeWeerdt, Pat Wray, Phyllis Miller and Donna Jones. Phyllis was queen in our Senior year. To attend the track queen we have chosen Phyl- lis Miller and Lois Balk. The Class of '50 can boast some fine ath- letes! Cliff Johnson, George Walters, Dick DeGunther, Harper Harvey, Melvin Letcher, all exhibited skill in football, basketball and track. Then there were George Hill, Don Ryder, Robert Venema, Eugene Blink, and Daniel Leahy representing us in football, Dave Woods in basketball and George Hill, Senior Class Prophecy Whew! What a job! I just finished taking the 1960 census for the Fulton area and naturally I saw most of my old class- mates. You'd really be surprised to find out how our Class of '50 turned out. For instance, who ever thought Cliff Johnson and Nancy Abbott would own a duck farm? They did, but finally had to sell out. They couldn't stand all those big bills. Elmer Boonstra had a bit of bad luck, too. He and Phyl Miller operated the No Drip Oil Com- pany down in Texas. They gave it up, how- ever, because they weren't used to going to bed so oily. Bob Dykema couldn't decide whether to be a tailor or a lawyer, so he de- cided to become both. He's now pressing law suits. Dick Fagan is a conductor on the streamliner City of Denver . He's still tell- ing people where to get off. Bob Davisson and Gerry Cossman are swimming instruc- tors at the University of Garden Plain. Speaking of spaghetti, Joan Stuart lost a high-salaried job at the new Italian restau- rant reading tea leaves. Her fortunes weren't very good. The Winky, Blinky, and Nod Circus, owned and operated by Eugene Blink just pulled into town. Gene was there with his long line of wild animals, and George Walter was there with his long line, too. Don Ryder is now owner of the Eat and Weep chicken feed corporation. I've heard it said that Ryder eats like a chicken too, a peck at a time. His old girl, Donna Jones is in the Page 22 Dave Woods, Don Ryder, Robert Venema, and Daniel Leahy in track. Phyllis Maring was the cheerleader from our class. I think it will be a long time before we forget having our Senior Class pictures tak- en, receiving our class rings, initiating the freshman, the many hours spent working on the Static, Senior dinner at the Legion Home, work on the Annual, F. H. A. and F. F. A. Fairs, and Student Council programs. There are so many things to remember in these four years, that it is impossible to include everything that each person remembers. As we come to the close of our Senior year, we hope no member of the class will 'forget the many good times we shared as members of the Class of 1950 . We are sorry to leave, but we will often return in spirit to F. C. H. S. Remember Seniors, you're on your own now with no teachers to guide you along, so we should be grateful for what the teachers have done for us. bakery business. She's really making the dough. Pat Wray has finally learned to play the piano like Tchaikovsky. Both hands. Richard Sissing binds mummies at the Chi- cago Museum. He's all wrapped up in his work. Jeanette Temple recently took a course in beauty culture. She 'glamored' for attention. Mae Hoogheem and Emily Ann Coyne are co-owners of the Stuffy Storage Battery Company. No charging allowed. George Hill turned to professional swim- ming for a living. After having much early success, he attempted to swim from France to England. He failed, however, whereupon he decided to conduct his efforts through dif- ferent channels. Leo Casey resigned his position as a guitar player in the Fulton Alumnus Pep Band . Too many strings at- tached. He plans on attempting to swim the English Channel so that the good town of Fulton won't be humiliated after George Hill's failure. Apparently he thinks it will be a long grind, because he is taking his trunks along. David Woods and Linda Lloyd are riding merrily down the road of life, but she's still doing the driving. Mel Letcher is now heavyweight wrestling champion of the world. Letch fights just like a hydraulic jack, he always gives his opponents a lift. Roland Swanson was in the carpet business, but it got too rugged. Loretta Bos and Jane Miller are now owners of the All-Purpose Truck Line. They haul any big freight.

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Senior Class Will To Joe Naftzger, I, Boomer Hoogheem, leave that bent piece of pipe I call a trom- bone, because he has plenty to blow. I, Pat Wray, do bequeath my skating ability to Neil Housenga, but not my skates. To Lois Hoff, I, Jeane Rus, do will my troubles with boys and teachers. I, Henry Kramer, do bequeath my curly hair to Bob Blean, in the hopes that it helps him get a girl. I, Danny Leahy, do leave my superior ability in athletics to my buddy Jimmy Wes- sels, hoping he uses it to better advantage. I, Melvin Letcher, do leave my position as linebacker on the football team to Harlan Balk. To Leona Housenga, I, Dorothy Kooi, do leave my worries over my studies. I, Phyl Miller, do leave my chore of milking the cows at 5 A. M. to Paula Buik- ema, knowing she has plenty of pulley. To Gene Drennen, I, Eugene Temple, leave my ability to command the attention of the opposite sex. I, Joyce Flikkema, leave my innumer- able boy friends to Berniece Kinney. I, Donna Jones, leave my slim figure to Jeanne Letcher, I, Cliff Johnson, do bequeath my lop- sided Chevrolet Cdue to Nancyl to John Blod- gett and Betty Ven Huizen. My good grades in Physics, I, Richard Sissing, do bequeath to Harlan Housenga. P. S. I hope you understand Luke's slap-stick too. To Charlie Flikkema and Cecil Dykstra. I, Dave Woods, leave the task of helping my girl Linda Lloyd for the next three years, in the hopes that by that time she will grad- uate. We, Eugene Blink and Johanna Voss, do hereby leave and glad of it. We, Elmer Boonstra, Bob Dykema, Gary Dykstra, and Fred Mohrman, do bequeath our positions on the boys' quintet to Wilbur Wiersema, Wayne Petersen, Leon Wassenaar, and Jerry Wiebenga. We, Roland Swanson and Eugene Diep- huis, do hereby leave our quiet attitude to- ward life to Norman Burns and Marguerite Norman. We, Loretta Bos and Jane Miller, do hereby leave our truck drivers to Loretta Housenga and Phyl Engelkins. To Tom Yopst, I, Tom Woods, do leave my skill in pool, because he's behind the 8-ball most of the time. Page 24 I, Earle Lawton, do hereby will mygood grades in school to Charm Decker. We, Jerry Cossman and Bob Davisson, do bequeath our knowledge of electricity to Peggy Fuller, hoping she gets a charge out of it. - I, Phyllis Maring, do hereby leave my position as cheerleader to Geneva DeWitt. To Marlene Housenga, I, Evie Wiebenga, do bequeath my diamond so Dick DeGunther won't have to send to Monkey Wards for one. To Betty Kruse, I, Bob Venema, leave 50 lbs. of weight to help her handle Hill. I, Lois Balk, do bequeath my position on the National Honor Society to Arnie Prest- ley. I, Millie Van Zuiden, do leave my timid emotions to Mardell Nelson. I, Donald Erwin Ryder, do hereby will all my troubles with Donna Jones, to Art Sikkema and Kenny Norman because I know it will take two to handle them. We, Norma Koenes and Wilma Prins, do leave our pleasing personalities to Betty Dykstra to go with her figure. I, George Hill, do leave my favorite parking place in the cemetery to Cliff Cran- dall and Francis Smith because it will take two to occupy it. To Jackie Brondyke, I, Hazel Anderson, do bequeath my diamond just in case Donnie Snyder doesn't come through. To Rush Wilkens, we Jack Quaintance and Howard Rowland, do bequeath our abil- ity to get along with teachers. I, Harper Harvey, do leave my long arms to Wilma Decker to help her get around the men. We, Mae Hoogheem, Joan Stuart, and Jeanette Temple, do leave our combined love for Mr. Swanson to Francis Kustes. She'll need it. I, Richard Fagan, do leave my quiet, calm mannerisms to Arlene Balk. I, Emily Coyne, leave my troubles with English to Lois Balk and Phyl Muur. To Bobby Rowland, I, Leo Casey leave my corn-cob pipe and corn silk, if he's man enough to stand it. To Willard Kraft, I, George Walter, leave my Annual Staff duties in the hopes that he is more capable of satisfying the requisites of the sponsors.