Hartley High School - Oracle Yearbook (Hartley, IA)

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— 1962 ORACLE — SENIOR CLASS HISTORY At long last the class of 62 has reached the port-hole to the open world. For thirteen years our class has journeyed the sea of education with many varied cap- tains to guide our ship. On the first time out many little skippers took to the water. They were Rita Rumper, Alan Olhausen, Roger Shinkle, Bill Hesse, Kenny Mundt, Bev Heuer, Roxie Brinkert, Berlou Lage, Bette Dee Krutzfeldt. Janice Hoffman, Kenny Glackin. Delores Sherman, Martia Dodson, Mary Ann Hansen, Tommy Hass, Clarene Kin- dred, Teresa Hein, Wendell Gruhn, Arlyn White, Clifford Baird, Joanne Hoper, Raymond Harold, John Sweska, Mike Giroir, Douglas Boetel, Jim Weisbrod, Helen Watts, Judi Rost, Louise Ostrom, Gary Shouse, Jackie Christopher, Harold Riede- mann, Glenda Reinke, Peggy Hinz, Delores DeBoom, Shirley Peters, Cheryl Dorn- busch, Larry Peters, and Jimmy Franker. Our first captain was Miss Wanda Snow. Although the water seemed rough at first, as time went on, the tides subsided. For the next three years, we were separated into two crews; our captains were Jean Hollenbeck, Esther Coons, Jean Conger, Lucille Torpy, Elaine Erps, and Lucille Van Hauen. On the fourth voyage we worked together under one captain, Miss Estelle Henrich. On our fifth voyage our port of education was the Methodist Church while a new addition was put on our old ship, the H. H. S. Remember the enjoyable ad- ventures we encountered during our advancement? The admirals over our sixth grade fleet were Miss Arlene Schmidt and Mrs. Lola Hermanson. The next year we were promoted to the seventh rank, where we learned a complete new routine. For the first time we paraded our imagination aboard a float. It was also the first time that our crew followed the orders of more than one captain. Upon ascension to the eighth rank our duties were similar to that of the preceding year. Our last two trips were climaxed by the celebration of our launching into rougher and more challenging waters, appropriately called “high school’’. At first this new launching made us seem rather green at hand, but we were soon initiated into the ways of this new adventure. Our dress seemed peculiar when our first time aboard called for green beanies and humorous costumes. The senior skippers watched over our movements like “Hawks”. The second year of our four-year jaunt brought us into calm waters. We enjoyed a steady cruise this year with only the usual routine. We then embarked upon our third journey toward the harbor of the future. It consisted of many exciting adventures, such as receiving our insignia for our loyal work aboard the good ship H. H. S. We wore our rings with proud esteem. We built a float that year that passed the captain’s inspection with top honors. We tried our best to impress by giving a sample of our many talents in a play entitled, “Father of the Bride.” In early spring we docked for a night in “Gay Paree,” where we showed the seniors our craftmanship. The can-can was a mighty sight that pleased the crew, decked out to a sailor’s delight. Thus ended our junior travels. At last our voyage is nearing completion. Aboard a make-believe paradise we sailed the queen and king and their court enhanced with beauty. Together we stand as a ship united to face the world beyond, with our motto, “Forward ever; backward never,” we shall succeed. Page Seventeen

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— 1962 ORACLE — Class Motto: “Onward ever — Backward never Inge Bohrensen, Treas.; Glenn Maurer, Vice Pres.; Arvon Glaser, Pres.; Teresa Hein, Sec'y. NANCY TEWES — A man is always better than a book ' Mixed Chorus 3, Girls' Chorus 3, Vocal Small Groups 3, Future Teachers of Americo 3. ARLYN WHITE — A leader in good deeds. Track 2-4, Football 1-2-3-4, Boys' Basketball 1-2-3-4, H Club 2-3- 4. Class Officer 1-3, Student Council 3-4, FFA Officer 1-2-3-4. WAYNE WHITE — Go ahead, call a technical on me. Trock 1-2-3-4, Football 1-2-3-4, Boys' Basketball 1- 2-3-4, Boys' Baseball 3-4, H Club 1 • 2-3-4, H Club Officer 3-4, Oracle Staff 4, Class Officer 1, Student Council 1-2, Class Play 3. LARRY WILLIAMS — My heart is not in Hartley. Track 1-3, Football 1-2, Oracle Staff 4, Class Play 3. Trans- fer from Primghar. BARBARA THORN — There is no substitute for happiness. Girls' Basketball 1, Girls' Softball 1, Class Play 3, One-act Play 2. Page Sixteen

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— 1962 ORACLE — LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF THE CLASS OF 1962 We, the entire class of 1962, being of educated minds and frail bodies; do hereby bequeath and bestow upon you extremely fortunate Juniors the following: We, Jim Backus and David Jacobs, will our quietness to Ben Wiese and Kenny Kriens, so Hartley High can have a few shining specks of goodness. I, Bill Ballou, will all of my six minute mile to Frank Powers so he can, with his speed and my loping stride, get somewhere besides lost in the mile run. We, Dave Bloemendaal and Jim Schwien, leave our ability for keeping out of trouble to Charles Muilenburg. I, Sheryl Bobzien, will my sense of humor to my brother, Gary, because, frankly, he needs it. I, Douglas Boetel, won’t will anything if you don’t mind. We, Inge Bohrensen and Joanne Hoper, will our scholastic achievements to Mary Zinn. I, Danny Boyer, will my quest for science to Eric Steinmetz; although he probably has enough of his own. I. Roxie Brinkert, will my love for horses to Barb Wacker, so the next Senior Class will be well informed about them. We, Delores DeBoom, Martia Dodson, and Judi Rost, will our love for out of town boys to Lois Raw and Karla Thiessen, so they can keep the gas stations in business for the year ’63. We. Jane Denny and Nancy Tewes, will our red hair to Linda Nurse: because after seventeen years, we are getting tired of it and would like to free you of rinse. I, Cheryl Dornbusch, will my ability in cheerleading to Linda Christie, so she can lead the team on to victory. I, Denny Durst, will my love of dealing with government terms such as Mayor’s Court, town cop, etc., to the seniors of next year, so the town of Flartley can have a prosperous year. I, Connie Ewoldt, will my love for writing letters, my daily daydreams, and my sleepless nights to the junior girls who have “far-away boy friends”. We, Arvon Glaser, Kenny Mundt, and Kenny Philiph, will our love of parties to the seniors of next year to keep life in the town. We, Wendell Gruhn and Larry Williams, will our Fords to Bob Luinstra, so that he will have two good cars to drive. We, Mary Ann Hansen, Julie Sandersfeld, and Bonnie Schmidt, will our friendliness to Vicki Mulder, so that there will be at least one cheerful person in the class. I, Marjean Harders, will my naturally curly hair to Sandra Ahrens. We, Beverly Heuer and Gloria Hebbel, will our gift of gabbing to Sue Brendle and Jean Buddingh to keep Hartley High as noisy as ever. I, John Heimsoth. will my Ford to Paul Stromberg and hope he will be menaced no more by Chevys. We, James Heimsoth and Cecil Lorch. will our love for the alumnae to Ervin Harders, Dennis Munster, and Dennis Stoterau; they need a spark of interest. I, Teresa Hem, will my title of Oracle Queen to any lucky junior girl. It’s a wonderful honor. I. Bill Hesse, will my track ability to Steve Baumgarten that he may keep in shape for all his latest flames. We. Peggy Hinz, Cathy Miller, and Roger Shinkle, will our ability in music to next year’s seniors, so that H.H.S. may be well supplied with sour notes for the coming year. Page Eighteen