Hartley High School - Oracle Yearbook (Hartley, IA)

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— 1959 ORACLE — CLASS HISTORY (continued) Next on the agenda was Homecoming and we again received first place on our float. Barbara Tuttle was our Queen and Rudy Riessen was the King. Bea Wills and Monica Noonan were Barb’s attendants. For our pictures we went to Mr. Medlar to “see the birdie” and were not overjoyed with the results; but what can we expect ? So comes the climax to a school career, studies, contests, sports, proms, dances, and all the rest. With it comes the end of our story. But you may be sure of this: be it another junior-senior banquet, another class play, or just plain living, we as the class of 1959 will do everything in our power to succeed. We are assured that the happy memories of the Hartley School will live in our hearts forever. LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF THE CLASS OF 1959 We, the entire class of 1959, composed of 20 young men and 28 young ladies, do hereby bequeath and bestow upon you 46 fortunate or unfortunate juniors the fol- lowing traits and characteristics, some of which we are proud to pass on to you: I, Bob Bleeke, president of the Student Council, will this office to Marlyn Sterk so he will know a true headache. I, Delores Boetel, will my love for old time dances to Maurine Cummings so Neebel's will have one loyal supporter. I, Janaan Bryant, will my hearty laugh to Jaci Foley to keep the study halls from getting too dull. I, Lenie Buddingh, leave my neatness to Mary Lou Petersen. I, Charles Cooper, bequeath my love for farm life to Leland Kramme so his pigs will become more Americanized and not stray to Poland or China. I, Pat Cooper, will my winning smile to Joan Philiph in order that she may lure some male personalities. I, K DeBoer, refuse to give anything away; I’ll keep what I have, thank you. I, James Ewoldt, will my shyness to Elmer Nagel. I, Mike Fanning, give my gridiron ability to Greg Donnenwerth and Gene White. I, Joan Groen, leave my outstanding driving ability to Larry Tewes so he may keep the telephone poles intact. I, Orvie Hansen, will my love of reading to David Reeves so he may know what is going on in this wide, wide world. I, Bill Hegna, will my duties at the Hartley Sentinel to Gary Hilbert so he may keep the news from getting stale before it gets out. Page Seventeen

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— 1959 ORACLE — CLASS HISTORY (continued) Miss Margaret Kosters was our fourth grade teacher and she was given many trying moments by all 34 of us. Mary Jo Romey, Robert Schmidt, and Lorene Rounds found that they were readily accepted into our group. Next came fifth grade under the direction of Miss Jackie Soil. Three girls joined us; they were Carol Westphal, Janice Uhe, and Patty Cooper. The new boys were Darrel Bobzien, Oliver Espey, Jerry Holland, and Bill Allred. Oliver Espey left before the year ended. Loren King. Ronald Brower, John McCord, and Wilmer Meyer joined us as sixth graders on September I, 1952. Our teacher. Miss Margaret Jones; our destin- ation, to finish grade school somehow. 1952 finally arrived and we were big spokes in the wheel. Our room was upstairs and we really knew the score. We increased our number by four. They were Joan Groen, Jim Ewoldt, Merold Mohni, and Roger Wohlert. Our second year of junior high had finally arrived as 47 of us began the eighth grade. Mrs. Fitzpatrick and Mr. Fox tried to dull our spirits a little. This year Rudy Riessen. Bob Severance, Bill Hegna, Carolyn Tesch, Betty McElvogue, K DeBoer, and Marlys Anderson joined us. High School at last! Initiation ceremonies greeted us soon after the year began. Sixty-two of us enjoyed the many surprises the seniors had waiting for us. Lorna Harms, Rosemary Koostra, Shirley Krikke, Deanna Kruckenberg and Linda Lettengarver joined us as did Monica Noonan, Donna Philiph, Judy Schwien, John Dirksen, Verlyn Jac- obsma, Dennis Jansen, Ronald Philiph, and Loyd Rons. Merle Schuett, Larry Win- terboer, Don Rasmussen and Daryl Wille also found a place in our group. This year our number dwindled by the loss of John McCord, Larry Steinke, Marlys Ander- son, Lorna Harms, John Dirksen, Verlyn Jacobsma and Dennis Leth. We were now making our way through high school with flying colors. There were only fifty of us left, but we could make enough noise for a hundred. It seemed that we never gained, but always lost. Jim Ewoldt and Wilmer Meyer moved away. We entered our junior year with big plans. Homecoming was a huge success since our float was judged the best. After the many hours spent building it, we were deserving of the first prize. Jim Ewoldt re-joined us, but we lost Darrel Bobzien. Another great event during the year was the selection of our class rings, and we pat- iently awaited their arrival. Although some didn't keep them very long, they were very pretty. Of course the big event of the junior year was the Junior-Senior Prom. It was a success even though we stayed up late many nights getting the decorating done. Then came the late hours. Our theme was Oriental Gardens, and we were proud of the decorations that we had spent so much time on. We are now nearing the end of the fastest twelve years of our lives. We num- ber forty-eight now and recall the fun we had initiating the freshmen this year and how cute they looked in the green hats. Page Sixteen

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— 1959 ORACLE — CLASS WILL (continued) I, Judy Heuer, will my old Profile Bread, my dieting books, my dieting pills, and all my experience with diets to Barbara Heuer; we sisters must stick together. I, Kurt Hewitt, bequeath my knack for staying out of trouble to Larry Boetel so Hartley High will have one shiny speck of goodness. I, Joann Hinz, will my auburn curls to Carolyn Paulson so she may have a bright personality. I, Jerry Holland, leave my way with out-of-town women to Mickey Kraft, al- though he doesn't need it. We, Deanna Kruckenberg and Rosemary Koostra, will our companionship to Bonita Krutzfeldt and Kathie Reikofski. I, Jim Jurgens, leave my ability to slop up the physics lab to Curt Moermond who is learning fast. We, Shirley Krikke and Lorene Rounds, will our quietness to Francis Sampson. I, Linda Lettengarver, will my typing ability to Judy Strayer so Mr. Kelley will have someone to praise next year. I, Larry Liedtke, will my perfect hair-do to Reinhard Riessen so the girls will have something to look at next year. I, Meredith Linder, will my occupation at the cafe to Judy Johnson so she may have dishpan hands. We. Dick Lorenzen and Rudy Riessen, will our well-groomed look to Tom Brown and Jon Almgren so they may be the shining examples of HHS. I, Mary Olhausen, bestow my scholastic ability and knowledge to my beloved sister, Karen, so we can keep it in the family. I, Donna Philiph, will my sparkling rock to Betty Schmidt; she looks like a prospect. I, Ronald Philiph, will those long bus rides to Ernest Peters and Kenneth Jipp because I won’t need them anymore. I, Jolene Putnam, bequeath my ability to write letters to California to Deanna Athans to keep the postmen hopping. We, Carolyn Tesch and Mary Jo Romey, will our cheerleading ability to Sue Snider and Marge Robinson so they may lead the team to victory. I, Loyd Rons, will my easy-going attitude to Eldon Tewes and Roger Gath- man; no use worrying. I, Merle Schuett, will my excess height to Larry Staines. I, DyAnn Tibbetts, leave my long hair to LeAnn Harders so she may have long hair once again. Page Eighteen