Gaston High School - Hi Lites Yearbook (Gaston, OR)

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SENIOR CLASS WILL fCont'dJ I, LOIS HEESACKERF-do hereby bequeath part of my Gleam Staff to Maryellen Ahlgren, next year's Editor. I, JANE KIKUCHI-leave my fickleness to my younger sister, Mar- jorie, I, MARY KOBERSTEIN-leave my desk in the study hall to the next poor senior to carve upon, I, EVERETT LEE-bequeath my ability to sing cowboy ballads and also my guitar to Darold McCoy. I, GLENN MEREDITH-leave my dancing ability to Bill Reed, I, SANFORD MIO-bequeath my ability to make long shots from the center of the gym floor to Floyd Zaiger. I, LOUIS MADISON-leave my red hair and freckles to Arthur Arp. I, WAYNE PECKHAM-bequeath my gracefullness on the basketball floor to Henry Sugai, I, LORRAINE WILLIAMS-will my reserved space on the honor roll John Zaiger, I, VIRGIL WINNER-will a vacant seat in the back of the bus to Billy Heesacker and Madelyn Hummels, And last, but far from least, we leave Gaston Hi our laughter and footsteps as they echo through the halls of time, may they bring back many pleasant memories to those who will strive to follow them, The time has come when we must bid farewell to our High School days, our parties, games, and many other pleasant episodes at dear old G. H. U, H.. It grieves us to leave behind all the joys that one finds only in high school, so here's hoping that we have not caused you, teachers, too much worry, because it was really all in fun. COr was it?J SO GOODBYE, AND GOOD LUCK TO ALL THE FUTURE STUDENTS, AND ALL THE RE- HAINING ONES. WE HOPE THAT YOU MAKE GOOD USE OF THIS WILL, AND THAT EVERYTHING WILL BRING HAPPINESS AND SUCCESS.

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CLASS PROPHECY As we three learned prophets climb into our huge space ship which will take us into the World of Tomorrow, we gaze with rapture on the scenes that are past and have profound hopes for that which is to come. We land in the glorious future and are carried to the Theater of Tomorrow in a luxurious limousine of the most modern vintage, We enter the theater and are seated before the screen. Suddenly there flashes before us a vision of Wayne Peckham's mar- velous school, which specializes in the nlight fantastic.U The door to the dancing studio is pushed open violently and a young man storms in carrying a sample case filled with a famous brand of cosmetics. The young man is none other than Glenn Meredith who has been voted the most valuable and voluble sales- mand of 1960. This picture fades and we see a crowded street corner. In the center cf the crowd we see and hear Lucille Epling, now president of the Woman's Christian Temperance Union, trying to convert young people to her views which seem to have changed some- what g ' When we had recovered from this shock sufficiently, we beheld a beautiful forest and hill. A cabin appearedg the door opened, and the occupant was revealed. She was sitting on a stool , her bare feet on a barrel, smoking a corn-cob pipe. She turns to us--Mary Koberstein!! The scene changes. Before us is a magnificent concert hall. We are awed by the sound of inspiring music directed by Maestro Howard Bangs whose waving auburn locks are whipped about violently through his efforts and the love of music. Next we see a little white cottage within the city limits. We see a beautiful blond woman sur- rounded by five adorable little children all weeping bitterly, It is the former Wanda Flett, recently deserted by her husband, Everett Lee, who has gone to take up his lifelong ambition of becoming an undertaking