Grant Community High School - Trumpeter Yearbook (Fox Lake, IL)

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SENIUR chair close to the hearth. We have a two weeks' vacation this year, and I intend to get the utmost out of it. Jim was over Christmas Eve, and you can't imagine what he gave me-the dear- est heart-shaped locket with our initials on it-and real diamonds in the middle. I'm so crazy about it that I even wear it to bed. We had a very nice Christmas party at school this year-two Santa Clauses and many helpers. The typing, shorthand and bookkeeping awards were given out by Mr. Orr. I missed getting a pin for shorthand by two points. That evening the Christmas concert was held. It was a grand success. The girls looked elegant in their candy colored gowns. The Pep Club dance was held on the 14th. There was a large attendance, and everyone went home feeling happy. Peggy, Chuck, Al, and Doris made a colorful four- some. We all can't get over Bill Zeigler's going for these freshman gals. Eleanor Strat- ton is the latest victim. John Chcouske and Dorothea Jourgensen had a grand time at the dance. John can really dance. I'll have to ask him for a dance sometime. I horned in on the Home Ec. Club Christmas party. Veronica, Ethel, Muriel and I danced until we were tired out. Root beer, sandwiches, and cookies were served. Everyone went back for seconds. Last Thursday retakes were made for the senior pictures. Signe Olsen, Agnes Dougherty, Betty Bunde, Phyllis, and I had our pictures taken over. The P. T. A. had a dance for the student body this month. It's a diversion in the way of entertainment, since one gets rather tired of going to a picture show every nlgllit. Well, Dearie, tomorrow's a big day, so I will have to sign off. Give my love to all, and please write soon. Love, Ni... january -, 1941 Dearest - Christmas vacation is over, and we've been back at the old grind for a month now. The rest seems to have put everyone in a happier frame of mind. Isaw Joe and Margie last night. Joe has put a gay new covering on his Buick top, and he thinks he has a new car. Margie says she doesn't care what it is so long as it gets them there. Shirley K. much about this Well, the was plugged one came back to Grant from Oak Park this month. She doesn't say being a prison any more. Perhaps Oak Park cured her of that. prison did give us an unexpected day off. The sewage system day last week. On the tenth we played Palatine, and I am very much afraid that they have a somewhat better team than ours. The boys redeemed themselves by beating the faculty in a volley ball game, though. In other years the faculty team has always won. You know Sally and Carole Blomness, don't you? Well, they have gone to Quincy with the family for a couple of months. Mrs. Kobiberup has 'been ill for a week. Since it was during the final exam- ination period, we had quite a time. Miss Anselm did the substituting for her. The P. T. A. dance this month was poorly attended. I didn't enjoy myself. Ozzie asked me to go with him, but I refused. I went with Ray instead. But the party alt the Pistakee Bay School was fun. Eleanor L., Betty P., and Muriel T. all were being escorted around the grounds by handsome young Romeos. Marcella rather deserted Jim for one of those handsome grooms. As we were coming back on the bus, we asked her what Jim would say, and she replied that he wouldn't find out unless we told him. Of course we w'on't tell him, but

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LETTERS and the evening was pretty far advanced 'before anyone found out who they were. Ozzy Smith certainly made a nut of himself. The commercial club has been organized already, and last week we ordered our senior rings. Graduation is on its way when the rings begin to appear. I got the ruby, for that is my birthstone. Last night an office window was 'broken-some prowler they think. Mr. Moore and Bud have been doing a little sleuthing today. Well, this is about all. Please write soon. Love, B..-..i. November -, 1940 My dear - I just bought a fresh supply of lead for the old Every-sharp and thought I'd better 'fulfill my obligations. This certainly has been a rug-cutting month for me. Last night Jim and I went to the basketball game, and wlhat do you know! Wauconda beat us. That's a poor start, ibut we hope for a better finish. We had a swell time, and of course we all piled down to Schmidt's for a coke after the game. I had a marvelous Thanksgiving vacation, which I spent in Chi. I took in sev- eral shows and replenished my school wardrobe a bit with some tricky sport togs. When we returned to school, we had our senior pictures taken. My proofs turned out very nice, and I had no trouble in selecting the one which I thought very elegant. Bruce Romer and Marie Walk seem to be our budding romancers this month. Apparently it is a hang-over from the junior play. The girls around school seem to have taken a heart interest in the Pistakee Bay boys. They're swell kids, but the only trouble I've found so far is tha-t there are not enough of them. But why should I worry? I've always jim to fall back on-He should see this! The poor dear would never forgive me. The first rehearsal of On Our Wayn was on the seventh. The kids who par- ticipated went over in a school bus with Mrs. Kobberup. The dress rehearsal was on the twelfth. November Jim asked me to go -to the football banquet with him, which was last Thursday night. I had a swell time and just hated to go home. Sometime I hope to get a boy friend who isn t so sleepy. After the banquet we went down town, and who did we pull up next to but Peggy and Chuck. They have had eyes for no one else since then. We had no school on Armistice Day, and I spent the day leisurely sleeping. Our commercial carnival was really done up brown this year. The cooking de- partment furnished the most delicious hot-dogs, and I'm sure everyone had his share. What do you think of the Election? It turned out exactly as I wanted it to, but I'm afraid that the school wouldnlt agree with me. It was a Republican landslide at school. Remember we still have mail delivered twice daily, and a little exercise will do you goodg so write. Love, I-pl P. S. Eleanor L. has succumbed to the Pistakee Bay School influence and has picked herself a young man from over there. Right now he's going about on crutches, but Eleanor says they get around. December 20, 1940 My Dear 1 Tonight as I sit here writing and reminiscing over the many happy holidays we've spent together, I feel that happy, cheerful, lazy feeling that Christmas seems to bring to everyone. Dad has just put another log on the fire, and I'm curled up in the big

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LETTERS such deceit. Gertrude L. didn't do so badly. I saw her in a corner with the cut- est fellow. It seems that all we do is have our pictures taken lately. That dear old annual surely causes us enough work. Tonight we are playing Bensenville here. If I expect to see the game, I guess I'd better sign off and get ready. Love, NH, February l, 1941 Dearest A--, Winter is almost over now, with February gone. All we have to do is blow through March, and then spring is here. Hallelujah! We've been rushing around school like mad this month. On the third we had an election for the Citizenship Award. Edie Baldwin got it, and Iim glad. She certainly deserves it. We were in our glory during the first week of the month. Mr. Moore was sick, and we didn't have to pussy-foot into the office if we were late to class to get an excuse. That week, also, the band and the boxers gave a program at the Veterans' Hospital. Mrs. Rollins must have gone to the Spanish Club party. She was sick the next day. I wish these teachers would do something for their country and all get sick at once. The junior assembly this month was highly entertaining. Jim C. forgot his reading, because, he said, Marcella was standing close by. What a case! Well, I guess our faculty isn'it quite so old as we thought. Mr. Hodge and Coach went to Palatine to play with the Northwest Conference coaches against the Northeast coaches. Even with Grant's fine contribution the team lost. You should have seen them the next day. Well, crutches were in order! There must be some attraction at the Pistakee Bay School when the teachers are having meetings over there. Maybe it was the dinner that drew them. Spring isn't here, but by the looks of things the young men's fancies turn to romancing anyway. Lois Romer and Ray Rosing are hitting it off again. When the girl friend gets the first letter he ever earned, it must be serious. Of course her dancing partner, Wink Hoffman, didn't do so badly for herself either when she pulled off Hank Cunninghamis letter. Of course freshmen will learn sooner or later, but when a stately senior weakens after three years of woman-hating, that's bad. Charles Rich has made his bow to Betty Hirk, and how they quarrel! Really it's all very bewildering. On the 21st we played McHenry here. It was the last game of the season, and we lost 38 to 39. It was a close game, and I didn't have any lungs left afterward. If there had been a little teamwork on our part, I think we could have won. Last night the basketball tournament started at Wauconda. We lost to Warren 27 to 30. Well, I didn't feel like going to any more games anyway. Our second team tied for third place. Tonight the G Club is giving a card party as a means of raising money for baseball uniforms. I think I'll go, so I 1'nuSt hurry along. Don't forget to write. Love, gl. Marchi-, 1941 Dearie, How happy I was to have your letter a few days ago. To show you how ap- preciative I am, I am responding without delay. Yes, -the Blomnesses did go to Quincy, but they returned with the robins. And the stories they tell about their sojourn there! I read one of Sally's letters from her friend there, now I understand why all the interest. The sophomore assembly revealed some hidden talent. Charles Friedle really entertained with his squeeze box, but the childhood pictures they attempt- ed to show of the teachers were a dismal failure. Agnes D. went to Chicago to see that certain someone two weeks ago, and