Hopkins High School - Warrior Yearbook (Minnetonka, MN)

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Juniors Juniors The Warriors' Tale Junior Class —- Front row. left to right: Westllng. Sucker. Werllch. Hanson. Shedln. Ranzlnger. Corbett. Griffin. Sundqulst. McGlasson; Second row: Cramer. Noland. Seitz. Anderson. Bloomquist. Shirley. Johnson. Carlson, Christenson. Salmon, Wolf. Schlelmann. Prulett. Borgmann; Third row: Hall. Kyser. Kokesh. Muehlberg. Gladwin. Fll-kens, Larson. lilies. Bohach. Doyle. Junior Class ----- Front row. left to right: Holmqulst. Nltz. Nesse. Fowler. Betchart. Dumas. Jersak. Ohland. Lwan- lund. Ha Ivor son: Second row: Brittain. Perry. Werness. Jacopson. Shaw. Jersak. Stcnberg. Slals. Tiffany: Third row: Cermak. Dudo. Lund. Nelson. Larson, Tallakson, Porter. Eyres. Junior Class------Front row. left to right: Gilman. DeForest. Pauley. Dvorak. Zohn. Dvorak. Waldroff. .Overdlck. Schneider. Korbel. Wilde: Second row: Ostmann. Johnson. Schnabel. Ekern. Archie. Grey. Fitch. Hagen. Abraham. Rasmussen. Batchelor: Third row: Worman. Wlnge. Coyne. Moore. Nickodyn. Seeley. Pederson. Swanson. Dame. Brock. Peterson. —14—

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The Warriors' Tale History of the Class of Four Bits We, the closs of 1950, were known os depression babies. That didn't depress us in the least because we were still as devilish as all infants, and we graduated from our falls, bruises and bumps with flying colors. (Mostly black and blue.) Our first day of kindergarten made us really feel important and grown-up because now we could say we went to school! As we journeyed along in our grade s de classes we began to feel more important. Then we hit the sixth grade! We were the oldest on the grade-side and we really felt big. We passed into the seventh grade, looking with awe and wonder at the freshmen. They were so big and important. This made us feel depressed and very small, wondering if we'd ever get up to be the head of the junior high. We had one thing to look forward to, the freshman picnic. This was a new experience for us and we looked with eager faces towards the big day. It finally came, but what happened to the sun? It rained, and so, it was dark and gloomy for our first big event. In the eighth grade we didn't feel too small anymore, at least, we weren't the smallest or the biggest either! We were in-between and we (well, most of us) had the assurance of reaching the ninth grade and then, you underclassmen, just wait! In the eighth grade we again went to the freshman picnic. This year we were just as excited, but really not so much as last year because now we were old hands at it. We looked forward to a nice day, but again it rained. We managed to have a lot of fun though. At last, with some encouragement, we reached the top rung of the junior high Math class was fun! ladder. Freshmen! We were the wheels finally, and could look down with glee at the eighth and seventh grades. Our class president for this year was Dan Cermak, with Joan Archambo as vice-president. We were all excited about the new students that would be transferred to our school from Harley Hopkins, Burwell, Shady Oak, St. Joseph's ond Oak Knoll. That was fun! Then there was our picnic, the last one we would be able to go to. We were going to make this day. something to remember. Yes, you guessed it! It rained! We had o perfectly marvelous time! (In the rain.) We never could understand why. Joyce and Jeanne didn't take the school bus home from that picnic!! Marlene Oik, June Dvorak, Joan Bugby and Margie Liset were a few of the fortunate ones that attended the junior-senior prom and that was a rarity for a freshmon. As sophomores we felt small and humble again and life didn't look so rosy to us as it did in the ninth grade because of the newness of the senior high and because of all the juniors and seniors calling us little sophomores. After all! We weren't so small! Why, we were 15 years old! The only really important thing that happened to us as sophomores was winning the first prize for the best decorated room for homecoming. This year we elected Rad Banning as president and Dan Cermak as vice-president. Now as juniors, we had a big year ahead of us and really had to get down to business to moke it a profitable one. Homecoming wos a success and our junior float won first prize. We had a paper sale too, this year, to get funds for our prom. We got (Continued on page 38) Our never-to-be-forgotten college English. —1 3—

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Sophomores The Warriors' Tale Sophomores Sophomores --- Front row. left to right: Spott. Hansen, Klovcn. Running, Thlmson. Bennett: Second row: Macek, Olson. Nagel, Peck, Nelson. Holland; Third row: Peterson. Mldgle), Bredeson. Running. Durcks. Sophomores — Front row. left to right: Kruslna. Schlppllck, Knott. Lambert. Larson, Johnson. Hamlet. Thurneu, Fowler: Second row: Vlckerman. Velner. Wagner, Crawfo d. Berga:en. LaRue. Maxwell: Third row: Jcrsak. Fitz. Tyler. Moore. Ratlcan. Mldthun. Krai. Loven. Sophomores — Front row. left to right: Shunk. Pollvka. Sundqulst. Quinn. Kitchen. Halleck. Stepancic. Pearson. Nlckols. Rutledge. Pederson; Second row: Brunsvold, Kuchera. Cavanough, Girard. Johnson. McMarron. Staples. Stoltanow. Holy. Arndt. Wolf. Lund. Ranzlnger; Third row: Helkklnen. Johnson. Llljcnberg. Olson, Thomas. Ewest. Williams. Nagel. Kloven. Kur'ers. Mead. —15—