Haubstadt High School - Elite Yearbook (Haubstadt, IN)

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Mrs. McReynolds, Mrs. Messersmith, Mrs. Means, Mrs. Steiner--Elementary Teachers Mrs. Waller, Mrs. Niehaus, Miss Beierlein, Mr. Epperson, Miss Meyer—Sts. Peter and Paul Elementary Teachers Mrs. Rostron, Mrs. Gruebel, Mrs. Luigs—Office Staff Mrs. Frohbieter, Mrs. Stunkel--Cooks

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Officers: Sheila Hoefling—President, Stan Epperson--Vice President, Lisa May--Secre- tary, Jerry Maier--Treasurer. Remember what it felt like that first day of high school? Were we ever tuff! But we had to do what every good Green Freshman does. The boys pushed pennies till they were cross-eyed and scab-nosed; the girls looked forward to the day when they would be full-fledged Sunshine Society members--but that initiation! Then, zap! The year was drawing to a close and we were measured for our jackets. Oh happy day! Now we could call ourselves sophomores. Every day that fall of '68 we inquired, When will our jackets be in? Our dream came true, and HHS exploded when all those gorgeous blue jackets came pouring out of the building at the end of a long hot day in '68. We wore those coats every day regardless of the temperature so everyone could see. Midway through the year we were visited by Jostens, and our checks were handed over once more as we received our long-awaited class rings. There were more hand gestures made by the sophomores that week than ever before. One just HAD to notice. That year we beat our biggest rivals in Bas- ketball--Fort Branch--for the first time since we won the sectional over them in '61! The fall of 1970 brought us back to school, only now we were juniors. In February at the Princeton sectionals we sur- prised the whole area with an upset over Mt. Vernon in an overtime ! The whole gym just roared and one would've thought we'd won the sectional title. In the inter-class tourney the Junior Jeeps and their hot wheels took all the victories and were proclaimed CHAMPS. Of course, the biggest event of all was the Jr.-Sr. Prom On April 17, 1971, the Pink Palace was in full swing. We thought this was the best prom ever at HHS. The last year was the most fun, but also the hardest—we worked a lot to earn money for that trip we all longed for-- it was also the saddest because this was the last year we would be at HHS. The boy's team of Cycles took the inter-class tourney. The Prom Purple Haze was beautiful, and our long-awaited trip fulfilled every dream we had had of New York and Washington D.C. Last and saddest of all was graduation; one would think we wouldn't see each other next Saturday night at Lamey's. Good-bye HHS! Good-bye teachers and books! Now we're on our own in the world, and we've got to do our best be- cause now we really realize what is so true--We've Only Just Begun! Harry Anslinger Bonnie Beal Tony Bittner