George Rogers Clark High School - Powder Horn Yearbook (Whiting, IN)

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MARION MARGARET GENE MAYME EUGENE JEANNE ROBER I URBAN VALOVCIN VOGEL VRABLL VRANE WAGONER YEDINAK HAROLD LUCILLE THOMAS DORIS MILTON LOUISE BILL WARGO WARYCH WHEELER WHITAKER WICKHORST WILLIS ZIMMERMAN MARION URBAN — Beauty and sophistication combined. MARGARET VALOVCIN — Blue-eyed and fair of face. GENE VOGEL — Not that I love studies less. But that I love fun more. MAYME VRABEL — Good temper like a sunny day Sheds brightness all along the way. EUGENE VRANE — What we know of him, we like. JEANNE WAGONER — Quality, not quantity. ROBERT YEDNAK — If worry were the only cause for death. Then I would live forever. HAROLD WARGO — Good sense and friendliness constitute the gentleman. LUCILLE WARYCH— Quiet rivers oft’ run deep, And quiet minds of l’ treasures keep. THOMAS WHEELER — What I must do is all that concerns me, not what the people think. DORIS WHITAKER — She has often burned the mid night oil, But never, never with her toil. MILTON WICKHORST — It is the quiet worker who succeeds. LOUISE WILLIS — Always surrounded by a pleasant atmos- phere. BILL ZIMMERMAN — He works on — quietly but well. ( 28 )

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CHARLES SPANSBURG MARIETTA SPARKS ELMER SPISAK PRED STELOW DONALD STILLER VERA JOAN STRAKER CHARLES TAGESON DOROTHY TARR VIRGINIA TILL ROBERT TIMM JOHN TKACH NANCY TRUNNELL CHARLES SPANSBURG— Talk to him of Jacob’s ladder and he will ask the number of steps. MARIETTA SPARKS — Forever happy, forever gay, Forever keeping gloom away. ELMER SPISAK — He utters all he thinks with violence. FRED STELOW — On the basketball floor he’s hard to beat No one can deny he’s a star athlelc. DONALD STILLER — One today is worth two tomorrows. CHARLES TAGESON — His friends, they arc many His foes — arc there any? DOROTHY TARR — A quick wit, a light heart, and a level head. VIRGINIA TILL — Oft’ she is seen chattering in the hall, Because you sec, she likes them all. ROBERT TIMM — There is no sinner like a young saint. JOHN TKACH — Up, up my friends, and quit your books. Why all this toil and worried looks? VERA JOAN STR AKER— Diligence is the mother of good luck. NANCY TRUNNF.LL — As sweet a girl as can be found, She’s a genuine pal all around. ( 27 )

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SENIOR PROM A NEW LIFE The winter has gone, But leaves no sear upon my heart; For with the spring have come New buds of life to start. Each tiny shoot for freedom yearns , As slowly pushing through the sod; It breathes the freshness of the air, And lifts its lowly head to God. For it, like we, must seek the faith of Flint whose strength must lead us on. To face each strain of storm and wind; And labor still when hope seems gone. —HELEN JEANNE BEAUB1EN ( 29 )