Hollandale High School - Panther Yearbook (Hollandale, WI)

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I arr1ved on the c1rcus grounds and found myself 1n the crowd of care free eople In the mam tent the crowd was suddenly hushed as a dark lady are back rider led a group of performers 1nto the r1ng The group enterta1ned the crowd w1th many breath tak1ng and marvelous stunts and the dark ha1red 1rl who led the processmn was the star of the show Toward the end o the act she shd off the horse and mana ed to catch the horse's ta1l The crowd roared w1th lau hter and d1 n't know 1f lt was part of the act or not She looked aw ully fam1l1ar to me Somehow she seemed like someone I knew I dec1ded to go mn search of the bare back r1der and dxscovered lt was V1r 1n1a Cam bell from Hollandale I V1S1t8d V1rg1n1a for a wh11e and le t P1erre ater that evenmg for Ch1cago Wh1le go1ng down State Street 1n Chlcago, one sultry afternoon I came ac ross a bu1ld1ng w1th a large w1ndow In the wmdow hun a Slgn Wh1Ch read, Ruth's Model1n School and Beaut Salon Ruth olden Proprletor Why I knew uth and I dec1ded t IS would be a wonder ful opportumty to see her U on enter1ng the bu1ld1ng I saw Ruth m the head She was apparentl try1ng to teach a group of gn-ls how to walk properly Ruth and I ha a long v1s1t She told me about her career and how 1nterest1ng It was As I neared Hollandale I dec1ded I'd go through Monroe As I got there lt was Just my luck to have a flat t1re After chang1n the t1re I glanced up and saw a dar11n l1ttle wh1te house w1th rosebus es c11mb mg here and there I dec1 ed to ask 1f I could wash my hands The door was opened 1n a response to my knock and there stood a blonde woman 1n a pretty dress and a spotless wh1te apron Wh lt was the former Moya Marshall At her heels were two l1ttle be ls tugg1n at the1r mother s apron Moya told me she was wa1t1ng for the arr1va of her husband who was a 11eutenant 1n the army After v1s1t1ng Moya for about an hour I agam headed for Eastman That mght I was f1nally home t1red but happy My Journey had come to a wonderful end! I 2 A si-Eiiys if ,- s WWE' - f ft ' , ' .5 i . . .. . . ., 5 . , ' -. - 5 . ' gf . - middle of the large room.wafklng sedately with a book .balanced on her ' . X - - . . . . n . . . . E .. - Q. -3 - . 0 I y be 5 px , H 44 lf. j I 3 Y

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lt was none other than Helen Palzk1ll Helen told me she enjoyed her Job because lt kept her very actlve No doubt about that I purchased a car 1n M1am1 so I could drlve the rest of the way When I reached Texas I dec1ded to V1S1t one of the large ranches As I walked to the corral I saw a cowglrl sw1ng1ng her lasso and r1d1ng back and forth among the cattle I asked who she was and the ranch owner told me she was called 'P1stol Packmg Anderson Anderson the name sounded fam1l1ar and as I looked more closely Iknew1twas Helen She was dressed 1n r1d1ng breeches boots yellow Shlrt large hat and she rode a brown horse She carr1ed two large plstols and I could hear her yell1ng above all the no1se I later asked her how she l1ked her Job and she answered 'Ah love ut Pardner I stayed 1n Texas a few days and then started for Cal1forn1a When I got to San D1ego I headed for a hotel Just as I was about to go around a corner I heard someone yell1ng F1sh for sal F1sh And asl went around the corner I was slapped 1n the face w1th a b1g sl1mey f1sh There stood a fellow 1n greasy overalls w1th a pushcart full of soggy eyed f1sh I could hardly see the fellow s face because of h1s heavy beard Upon closer observat1on I recogmzed lt to be Maynard Swen son I asked h1m how busmess was and he replled F1ne lt keeps my fe busy catch1ng them That evemng I dec1ded to go to some of the nlght spots 1n San D1ego I was watchlng a floor show when I heard a vo1ce that seemed fam1l1ar Turmng around I looked d1rectly at a guy I thought was Ronn1e Doran He was wearlng an expenslve looklng Sult and on h1s flnger was alarge square cut dlamond There were three very pretty 1rls at h1s table I 1nqu1red about h1m and the wa1ter 1nformed me that t e gentleman was Ronald Doran a m1ll1ona1re from Texas who had made h1s fortune by d1scover1ng 011 on h1s land I dec1ded to go over to Ronn1e s table and talk to h1m I learned he was plannmg to marry one of the three g1rls but he hadn't dec1ded wh1ch one They were all wlllmg Early the next morn1ng I headed for Seattle Washlngton I had heard that Mar1an Volden was there so I dec1ded to look her up Walk 1ng down Seattle's bus1est streetl saw alarge 1mpress1ve looklng bu1ld g and from lt hung a s1gn whlch read 'Mar1an Volden PSyCh1atr1St' I entered her wa1t1ng room and could hear Mar1an try1ng to conv1nce a pat1ent that she could take h1s bra1n apart and put lt back together aga1n so xt would be as ood as new After the pat1ent stepped out of her of f1ce Mar1an th1n 1ng I was another pat1ent was surpr1sed when she recogn1zed me She looked very d1st1ngu1shed 1n her dark su1t So far Mar1an's career had been very successful but she sa1d some of her pat1ents left her wondermg 1f lt was her mmd or the1rs she should work on Reachmg P1erre South Dakota a few days later I not1ced some large s1gns advertmsmg a c1rcus Several people told me that the lady bareback r1der had an especlally good act , . . . 2 ' x.- - vu -- ' . . . ! , i . , O ' ' I . ll D 3 ' . , . e-- . ,,. . , . - . I . u ' .u . . , . I . W1 . X . u , 1 . 1 u n . . i , . . . . . . . . . . , 9' ' in . . . : , . , . . ,. . D I . , . , . I 1 ' - n u, n , , l

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Qhu Wd! :Z We the class of 1952 of the Hollandale High School Hollandale Wisconsin, be1n now sound of mind and memory and in fairly good health in spite o all the hard work we have done but mindful of the ig norance and stupidity of the classes to follow us publish and declare this instrument to be our last will and testament in the manner follow 1n Ruth Colden wills her love of Math to all future Math students Helen Palzkill wills her innocent look to Richard Fahrney Bruce Bollerud wills his ability to play the trombone to Richard Ander son in hopes that he will be as sincere a player Idain McCarv1lle wills her constant cheerfulness to all the students Gloria Retrurn w11ls her haste to class to Jimmy McNeill advnace typists Ronnie Doran wills his love of Lawrance Duchow to V1rg1n1a Whitford Moya Marshall wills her many letters to Japan to Mary Thon1 LOIS Kleppe wills her ability to remain silent to Theressa Sorracco Helen Anderson w1lls her Monroe dances to Pat Palzkill Maynard Swenson wills his s1ncerness in band to Joe Klarer Marion Vollden wills her height to Lynn Lunda Donna Azzalino wills her seat in school to anyone who wants to take it Mr Crawford we will the right to have a class that 15 not a soc1al problem Miss Schuh we will a private snow plow so she can go to Madison ever weekend Mr Nodolty we will an eraser so he won't be accuxsmg everyone of taking it Mr Zuehlke we w1ll a toupee in case he tears out all his hair at a basketball game Mrs Thompson we w1ll the right to have a band and chorus that come on time To all thle under classmen we will all the good times we had 1n High Sc ool To our Parents we will our promise to succeed and leave with them, also our thanks for all they have done for us fe ? 1 J J ' .P 5 I ' I 1 J , 0 A q - n, a , . . U . , ', i -51 . g. Virginia Campbell.--wills her solemnity in typing class to the future