Harlowton High School - Engineer Yearbook (Harlowton, MT)

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CLRSS NIGHT '83 THE WHOLE GROUP. THE MIGHTY CLASS OF 1983!!! SCHOLARSHIPS GIVEN CHARLES M. BRIR Becky Fleming Shirley Teig Brent Anderson Julie Ness RHY NELL JOHNSON Mary Widdicombe MRRY KLOCK MEMORIAL Vicki Werhonig CRRROLL COLLEGE SCHOLARSHIP Shirley Teig Becky Fleming JOHN PHILLIP SOUSR Shirley Teig DERN LUCRS RWRRD Julie Ness Ole Olsen 13

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semoR qpss wills I, Brent Anderson, being of confused mind, and centerfold type body, hereby will the following: To Scott Clellen the ability to stay awake and ahead in class; to Mike Seit the ability to be sane, quiet, and look you straight in the eye when talking to you; to any next year’s seniors who feel ambitious, my class schedule. I, David Crowley, being of classical mind, and baroque body, hereby will the following: To the students that were in Mrs. Fochs' foreign good class, a raw egg; to Mrs.Hinand’s Art Class an eagle that doesn’t fly; to Mr. Gehring an X-rated movie to show at the theatre. I, David Fisher, being of abnormal mind and lazy body hereby will the following: To the Juniors’ all the long hours in P.A.D.; to Mike Miller the ability to pass all your classes and sleep while doing so; to Melinda Muir the ability to do more sit-ups and my locker and all my books. I, Becky Fleming, being of exceptional mind, and deprived body hereby will the following: To Vic, Don Kel, my uncanny abili- ty to be appealing, also to these three, my blue and white Becky comb. To Vicki the ability to tell me “she did and to go out and not have “numb thighs ; to Shirley, my best friend, the ability to talk to the dogs on Wednesday nights and not to leave me in the living room while you go “talk to someone! (Ha-Ha). Also, not to ride with me in Townsend or anywhere near the vicinity, you never know my tire might go flat; to Kaylene and Charity I will someone’s gorgeous body. I, Trish Gillen being of yes mind, and over fed body hereby will the following: To Mary the ability to jump over fences without ripping her pants, not to follow me over cliffs and not to squat in front of exhauste pips; to Sandee Vossler the ability not to kill young ripe trees in the prime of their life and a box of Girl Scout mint cookies; to Vicki, Mary, Julie, Becky, Debbie, Shirley and Phyllis the ability to keep it in the bag like I can. I, Debbie Hanson, being of sound mind, and neglected body hereby will the following: To Trish and Ole the ability to both agree on something or even just get along; to my family all my love and thanks for putting me through school; to Trish the ability to keep it in the bag. I, Gary Leuthold, being of blank mind and weak body hereby will the following: My bad grades to anyone that wants them, “the school to all the students of Harlo and my school supplies to the garbage cans. I, Julie Ness, being of questionable mind and unique body hereby will the following: To next year's Girls’ Basketball Team, a year’s supply of jello, toast and milk; to Macy a pair of red and white polka dot shorts and her very own coloring book to practice her artistic talents and the ability to run a 30-second air strip without jumping the gun, a chauffeur as crazy as mine and all the green Kool-Aid she can drink; to Kaylene, a lighter cheerleading partner who won’t break her back and the ability to let me down. I, Ole Olsen, being of wrestling mind and wrestling body hereby will the following: To Butch and Steve the ability to walk through the gym without climbing to the ceiling just once; to Scott Berg all my left over studly ability; to Steve T. older women. I, Steve Olson, being of stir fried mind, and big-footed body hereby will the following: To my nephew, Keith Berg, I leave my water-cooled typewriter, with which I hope is able to graduate from the Evelyn Wood Speed-typing course; I leave to my “BIG” sister, Kaylene Larsen, my ability to drink and not get into any trouble. I, Baron Von Popp, being of 3, 2 mind and 6.6 body hereby will the following: To next year’s Life Sports Class a new box of golf balls, since all of ours are in the pond; to Terry Baumgardner the ablility to look closer at the girls before he has us chase them all over town; to all underclassmen my ability to go through 12 years of school without learning a thing more than I have to. Also to be honest with yourself so that you can say “I won’t miss school a bit” and mean it. I, Michael Seitz, being of elaborate mind and simple body hereby will the following: To Mr. Dubbs a Rax Roastbeef Restaurant for use at District Tournaments and a megaphone so he may save his voice for post game lectures; to Steve Taber and Todd Tripp my astounding (dull) ability to keep out of trouble out of school for they need it badly; to all those other who expect something for nothing at all. I, Steven Taber, being of promiscous mind and incomparable body, hereby will the following: To K.C. Lynn and Terry Baumgardner, the ability not to leave me in Lavina; to Mary, Becky and Trisha the ability to not force me to drink on a weeknight; to Todd Tripp the ability to go to Ryegate and meet a girl from Melstone. I, Shirley Teig, being of Wednesday night mind, and cicatrized body, hereby will the following: To beautiful Becky the ability to walk out in the middle of a concert to get the music someone else forgot and not be embarrassed and not get scared when driv- ing over hills and not being able to find the road on trips west; to Julie a toll-free telephone number so we can discuss our col- lege math problems. And a calculator with ever lasting batteries to use for logarithms; to Mike Seitz a box of maxi pampers to do with as he sees fit. I, Vicki Werhonig, being of adventurous mind, and shorty body, hereby will the following: To Trish, Donette, Kelli and Becky remember the curling iron quartet; to Natalie, remember always, if you don’t drop your meat, I won’t drop my pie. And to Trish the ability to keep it in the bag at all times and be mature about it. I, Gary Westburg, being of forgetful mind, and pickled body, hereby will the following: To Brian Thompson I leave my com- bination cloak room and locker with a view; to Jeff Hutchison, I leave my turbo charted sewing machine, so he can sew as good as me. I, Phyllis Widdicombe, being of married mind and tall body, hereby will the following: To Becky to keep her hobby up of falling in love with more than four or five (etc.) times a year; to Vicki, the ability to not curl her hair without getting into a hassle; to Mary Widdicombine, the ability to wake people up at 2:00 a.m. because of running her car in the ditch. I, Mary Widdicombe, being of wrong mind, and dufoink body, hereby will the following: To Butch and Steve the ability to demolish a can in one bite without spilling a drop; to Trish Gillen to keep her tongue in when Ole walks up and blows his nose in P.A.D.; and to beware of bigfoot in the Roundup’s rolling hills; to Julie Jett Ness to have juvenile scream at her feet and rip off their clothes. An to incogneadally shoot down planes while playing army out at the airport. 12

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PRomecY Here It is ten years after graduation. Vicki and I are waiting for Becky to arrive. We are having a tea party and we begin to discuss our class reunion. Vicki: So are you going to make it to the class reunion? Trish: I would't miss it for the world. Hey, do you think that Brent Anderson will go? Vicki: Sure he will, but he will probably be late. Did you know that he is famous now? Trish: No, I didn’t. What did he do? Vicki: Well, I was going through the Guiness Book of World Records, and I saw his name for having taken the longest test in history. Trish: I can believe that. Vicki: I suppose that David Crowley will be there supervising the wine list and picking out the music. Trish: Yup. Did you know that he is a celebrity also? I guess that he has started a new type of playboy, at the end of it is a wine list and a pull our record with sensual music. Vicki: He always had good tast in music. What about Becky? Trish: I invited her, she should be here any minute. KNOCK, KNOCK. KNOCK Trish: Come in. Becky: Hi girls, sorry I'm late, but as I was walking out the door I got a phone call from Debbie Hanson. Vicki: Really? What did she have to say? Becky: Well, she didn’t have much time. You know that she is working for the President of the United States. Vicki: You mean the president of the United States? What does she do? Becky: She is her personal secretary. You know it’s been said that she is the one who is really running the government. Vicki: So that’s why the country is doing so good now. Trish: Becky(?) Vicki was just asking me what you have been up to. Is there any certain man in your life? Becky: I finally became a parole officer. And as for a certain guy, will I met this prisoner and we fell in love while discussing hubcaps. Vicki: Becky, do you know if Ole Olsen is going to be at the class reunion? Becky: He sure is. Did you know that he is a professional wrestler? I just saw him on TV in Georgia Wrestling. His name was the Bohemian Devil. Vicki: Does anyone know what happened to Julie Ness and Mary Widdicombe? Becky: Really what happened to the two of them after they went to college and took business. Trish: Well, Julie is in a rock group called Julie Jet and the Red Hearts. I guess she is going to be on soul train soon. The only catch is that you have to be black. Vicki: I wonder how she is going to pull that off? Trish: And, Mary lives just down the block from Julie. She is an interior decorator. I hear she even decorated Burt Reynolds bathroom. Becky: Did you know that Steve Taber caught the Red-Light Syndrome? Vicki: What's that? Becky: Well, the doctor’s aren’t quite sure yet, but they do know that it is in it’s early stages. Trish: I wonder if it has anything to do with the 8th grade??? Vicki: You know it really looks like our class is making names for themselves. Take Shirley Teig. Becky: What’s she done? Vicki: I guess after ten years of medical school she started a new practice. She’s invented male gynecology. Becky: I always knew she was boy crazy. Trish: Did you know that Gary Westburg is living out of the country? Becky: No, I didn’t. Where is he? Trish: I guess that he is really rolling in the gold down in Columbia. Vicki: I guess that Butch Popp is still scuba diving. Becky: He sure is and I guess that he has invented a new form of diving. Trish: What’s that? Becky: Well, ever since that party after our Senior Banquet he has been doing a strip tease under water. Trish: I’d like to see that. Vicki: What abut Michael Seitz? Trish: You mean the General? He finally finished his book that he started in the 8th grade. He made so much money on it that he bought his own island, started 29—t man A dMAJeue a finally finished his book that he started in the 8th grade. He made so much money on it that he bought his own island, started Trish: Is he the one that started “leutonomic's?” • Becky: He sure is. Vicki: What Leutonomic's? Trish: It’s a teen-age reform policy. All shy senior boys must cruise at noon with a car load of girls. Becky: Well, that should help a few boys out. Vicki: I guess that 'ole Phyllis is still married and has ten kids now. Trish: Is she still living in that little trailer? Vicki: Yes, but I guess that they are building a new addition on. Becky: I sure hope so cause I hear there will be another addition to the family in about nine months. Vicki: So, Trish, what are you doing now? Trish: I’m teaching music in New York City. It’s kind of like the school in that show Fame.” Vicki: Really, is it on or off Broadway? Trish: Well, it’s kind off, far off, like in the Bronx. One of the required subjects is switch blades and that’s for the teacher’s to take. What about you, Vicki? Becky: I hear that you have become a bit eccentric after teaching four years of English? Vicki: Oh me, well, I have found a sanctuary. It’s a remote island in Greece, and I’m working on a book about my mother. It’s called Kay Darling. Trish: I’m sure she will appreciate that. Vicki: You know I saw David Fisher the other day. He has taken Arnold Palmer’s place on the pro gold circuit, and is doing Army’s commercials. Becky: I guess that Todd Tripp is still in the National Guard. He is driving tanks now. Trish: Well, at least he won’t be able to put dents in those! Vicki: He was pretty good at denting things wasn’t he? What about Steve Olson? Becky: He won’t be able to make it to the reunion. Trish: Why? Becky: Well, as he was programming his computer it took him over just like in the movie Tron. Trish: You mean that he’s inside the computer? Becky: Yes, and he can’t get out, but I guess they are going to make a movie about him now, it’s called Steve O, Man or Computer. Vicki: Wow! That’s interesting! We should all get together and go see it. Trish: Well now that we covered the whole class what about our favorite sponsors and teachers? Vicki: Did you know that Mrs. Lassise adopted 10 more kids and is putting them through college? Becky: I wonder how the P.A.D. class is doing? Trish: I wonder if she has had any mo re quality students like Steve, Butch and Gary? Vicki: Yes, those boys really were quality students. Becky: You know Mr. Myers was my favorite bookkeeping teacher. He retired soon after he got rid of Steve Olson. Trish: Why Steve Olson? Becky: Not sure, but it had to do with not wanting to take tests. Trish: You remember Mr. Koterba? Vicki: Ya, he sure loved a good practical joke. I wonder who moved the desks around in novels class? Becky: You know when he left the room we never read much of our novels. Vicki: Ya, but he got us back when he was wearing his Hush Puppies! Trish: I wonder if Mr. Gehring still enjoys teaching World History? Becky: Why is that? Trish: Well. Mary and I kept him entertained with our original quiz answers and races to see who could get the lowest grade. Vicki: Don’t you mean the highest grade? Trish: Mary and I throught that since he was a golfing coach he would want the lowest score. Becky: Did it work? Trish: I don’t know, but he kept saying that we acted like seniors do at the end of the school year, if that gives you any clue. Vicki: Sounds like what all the teachers say at the end of the year. And they are probably still saying it. Read by: Vicki Werhonig Becky Fleming Trish Gillen