Illinois Valley High School - Trailblazer Yearbook (Cave Junction, OR)

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SENIOR CLASS WILL I, Treva Lee Allen, will my ability to stand up straight to Donna Stevenson. I, Warren Cook, will my ability to wash towels to Jim Eggers. I, Chris Duncan, will the School Carnival and all its headaches to Pat Kellar. I, Bob Vaughn, will my ability to become a senior before the age of 25 to Rudy Smith. I, Mary Taylor, will my ability to skip school and get excused to Warren Chappell. I, Bob Kester, will my ability to get flunks to Jim Yandell, who never gets one. I, Mary Lockhart, will my sunny hello voice and ability to smile when Mr. Newman antagonizes me, to anyone who feels like she needs it. I, Ron Terrel, will my outstanding physique and large frame to Coach Smith. He needs it. I, Sally Tucker, will my red hair to Judy Collman. I, Charles Marshall, will my Woman Haters club to Russell Berkner. 1, Babe Booth, will my ability to keep quiet, when I have to, to Barbara Hawkins. I, Gary Tycer, will my ability to play football to Jim Smith. I, Joan Watson, will my ability to sing to Shirlene Yandell. I, Louie Watson, hereby will all my old deer hides to Earl Reinoehl. I, Hope McMullen, will my ability to get in bad with Mr. Schreiber to anyone who wants it. I, Bill McKinnon, will my ability to play poker to Warren Cook. I, Moonyeen Deaton, will my ability to like people to Marcia Findlay. I, Herb Chamberlin, will my curly, red hair to Merrill Simington. I, Georgia Pickens, will my ability to get one man and hold him to someone who needs it. I, Charles Marchant, will my ability to mess up Double Plays to Gene Sams. I, Bonnie Crowl, will my ability to talk to Chuck Nickerson. I, James Yandell, will my ability to sing to Johnny Ray. I, Jeanne Chappell, will my ability to become Homecoming Queen to Sharon Phillips. I, Connie Mann, will my ability to get along with Mr. Newman to Al Laborde. I, Arline Pickle, with my brains and my errors to Shirley Tucker, (I won't need them anymore. ) 1, Mel Barton, will my ability to star in basketball to Harold Renfro. I, Stella Davis, will my ability to get one man and keep him to Marge McGregor. I, Earl Reinoehl, will to Sharon Phillips my beautiful figure and bank account. I, Bud Wallace, will my wrecked cars to Al Laborde. I, Arnold Mellow, will my ability to play basketball to Larry Maurer. I, Richard Bliss, will my ability to make Speeches to Jim Hemingway. I, Wes Haggerty, will my ability to make the teachers mad and not get kicked out to my brother. I, John Clayton, will my ability to run in track to anybody who wants it, or needs it. I, Robert Carver, will my ability to make Mr. Farrand mad to Dan Mickey. I, Perry Pullen, will my ability to get along with Mr. Newman to Jack Wurn. I, Henry Krauss, will my ability to speed shift to Mr. Newman. I, George Bell, will my ability to be a good football manager to Dave Arnold. I, Don Warren, will my ability to get B's in American Problems to Dennis Krauss. I, Freda Stepp, will my grades in American Problems tests to Gerald Etherton. 1, Joe Spalinger, will my Ford to Stan Dick who needs a better one. I, Stanley Dick, will my ability to be gone on American Problems test days and get away with it to Merrill Simington. I, Dick Masters, will my glass eye, wooden leg, false teeth, and that free package of bubble gum, to any Junior who needs the articles listed. I, Ray James, will my ability to Brodie around to Earl Brewer. I, Marie Johnson, will my place in the Journalism Staff to anyone who has the ambition I, Jack Behm, will my notes and American Problems papers to Roberta Abbey. I, Ko Krauss, will my title of Professor of Skunkology to anyone who wants it. I, Clinton Etherton, will my tuba to anyone who has the wind to blow it.

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June 5, 1964 2 p. m. Attended style show given by designer Adrian at the downtown Biltmore. Dis- cussing cloth texture backstage, we encountered Bob Vaughn and Jack Behm, who had just arrived to pick up their wives; two of the models. When the topic of con- versation turned to hair styles, Adrian informed us that all of his models patron- ized the Salon Salle in Beverly Hills, owned by Sally Tucker, who has just recently made popular a style called Rrrr-WhoOosh after the latest jets. Arriving at Earl's estate in the San Fernando Valley, he told us that he had built it two years ago as a result of his gold wells in Alaska and oil mines in Texas. Standing in the main entrance hall, we greeted many of our old classmates including: Mel Barton, who is living with his wife and kids in San Antonio, Texas; Mrs. Gerald Miller (formerly Moonyeen Deaton) who spends her time at her ranch in Montana; Mr. and Mrs. Louis Watson, living in Cave Junction, as Louis is teaching Arts and Crafts at I V; Ray James, Ko Krauss, and Perry Pullen, partners in the Moonstruck Engineering Company in Galvarino, Chile, S. A. ; Warren and Treva Cook who, together with Bill McKinnon, own and operate a night club and gambling casino in Las Vegas, Nevada; Shirley Elliott and Marie Johnson, working at the Barrow Alaska Grammar School, teaching Eskimos; and Roberta England, just in from Mexicc City, where she is Professor of Music at the University there. On the way to see the wine cellar, we encountered Charles Marchant; Jim Yandell, Dick Bliss, and Stan Dick, who have established themselves as miners and fishermen in Alaska; Connie Mann and Bob Carver, halfway through their first million as a result of following the races; and Hope McMullen, Georgia Pickens, Donna Hale, and Norma Payne, all living around Grants Pass and Cave Junction with their families. As we entered the recreation room, we were startled by the grandeur of the servicemen in front of us, watching swim star Jeanne Chappel execute her Jet Pro- pelled Jackknife from fifty feet up. As they turned around, we recognized Capt. John Clayton, U. S. Army; Chief Petty Officer Herb Chamberlin; and Charles Marshall A lc. Feeling slight hunger pangs, we made our way to the terrace where chefs Henry Krauss and Don Warren, assisted by Stella Davis, were supervising the preparation of the Kodiak bear, which Earl bagged on his last hunting trip. All of a sudden there was a tremendous howl from across the way, followed by an explosion, as Bud Wallace and Clint Etherton came bounding over the hedge to announce that Earl's late model Venusiae, which they had been fixing for him, had blown up. They are the owners of a hot rod race track in San Berdue, California. Over caviar and beans, we discussed with Dan Lewis, the critics' reviews of his latest novel, entitled, Life With a Cosmic Character , published just last month. Just then, Earl approached with a telegram from Mae Bowerman, sending regrets as to her absence, but her work as chairman of the committee, Clean Up the Chicago Slums , couldn't be left at the moment. Earl accompanied us to his theater, saying that Dick Masters had finally made a successful film debut with his latest picture, The Story of a Jet Ace and Three Loves . During the newsreel, we saw flashed of the landing of scientist, Dr. Bob Kester, with financier, Ron Terrel, from their most recent trip to Mars. Another flash took us to Paris, where Arline Pickle had just arrived on her way around the world on foot. Finally, bidding farewells to all, we entered Earl's limousine for the trip back to the hotel. Just then, an armoured taxicab screeched to a stop. Our former adviser, R. G. Newman, hopped out, followed by Mary Lockhart, apologizing for being late, but he and Mary (a Certified Public Accountant) had been struggling with his latest income tax revision ! ! June 6, 1964 6 a. m. Boarded the plane at L. A. Airport and Bonnie has just inquired: Well, Chris what's our next stop--Shanghai ?

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SENIOR CLASS HISTORY We entered the high school scared stiff, but anxiously awaiting freshmen initiation. Elected as our first class officers were: Bob Kester, president; Mae Bowerman, vice-president; Don Boucher, secretary; Larry Farmer, treasurer; Arnold Mellow, sergeant-at-arms; Beverly Tabor and Ron Terrel, student council representatives. Our adviser was Mr. Beyer. We sponsored a very successful dance, to which the whole student body was invited. We didn't make much profit, but the cider and do-nuts were certainly good. Later, we saw Queen and King of Hearts, Mae Bowerman and Bob Kester, ascend to the throne at the annual P. T. A. Valentine Dance. We all had loads of fun selling tickets and enjoyed the thrill of triumph over the other classes. We attacked our second year of high school with vim and vitamins, under the able leadership of our class officers. These consisted of : Mae Bowerman, pres- ident; Jeanne Chappell, vice-president; Mary Taylor, secretary; Warren Cook, treasurer, and commendable student council representatives, Joe Spalinger and Chris Duncan. Our energetic class sponsored a Sophmore class party on October 19th. Following this was a Cake Walk and the Valentine Dance, both equally successful; with Warren Cook and Treva Lee Allen elected King and Queen of Hearts at the latter event. Altogether, this Sophomore year was a very successful and profitable one under the guidance of Miss Josephine Hoesley, adviser. Juniors! ! ! What a name! Sounds like a big executive. Now we could sponsor all those chills and spills of those wonderful skating parties. As we got into the swing of school again we elected our class officers: Joe Spalinger, president; Charles Marchant, vice-president; Joan Yandell, secretary; Mary Lockhart, trea- surer; Earl Reinoehl, sergeant-at-arms; Bob Kester and Treva Lee Allen, class representatives. Also with the help of our two fine advisers, Mrs. Dunn and Mr. Schreiber, we accomplished a lot of work. Football, with all its broken bones and bruises, didn't discourage us from having some good players: Mel Barton was on the first string of the All Star team, Dick Bliss and Warren Cook on the second team in the Southern Oregon Conference. Mel Barton was also on the second string in basketball. Rhumba, samba and jitterbug, reigned at the Valentine Dance along with our candidate, Mary Taylor and her escort, Joe Spalinger, as Queen and King of Hearts. Being smart Juniors, we saved our money for the annual Prom, which was held on the night of April 25th. It was considered the best Prom ever held at I. V. The theme was The Gay Nineties . Fun was had by all, even after all the bills were paid and nothing was left in the treasury. The junior play was presented by the Clark Gables and Betty Grables of our class. These dramatic juniors presented, Professor, How Could You? It was a howling success and almost landed on Broadwav. We have finally made it! After eleven years, and $276 clear profit, we emerged into our final year at I. V. as almighty seniors . With such out- standing class officers as Ron Terrel, president; Dick Bliss, vice-president; Treva Allen, secretary; Charles Marshall, treasurer; Jim Yandell, sergeant- at-arms; and student council representatives Chris Duncan and Chuck Marchant, we have undertaken many projects. Since it is our last year, we have put every- thing we have into football, scoring Cook, Mellow and Barton on the All Star first string, Dick, Bliss and Reinoehl, second string and Kester, honorable mention. When carnival time rolled around, we placed first in both divisions: ticket sales and booth sales. The Snow Ball, held on January 2, was a huge success as was our senior play. The four years at I. V.H. S. will never be for- gotten by any of us who have enjoyed it so much.