Imbler High School - Golden Reveries Yearbook (Imbler, OR)

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SHIRLEY FRIZZELL Volleyball 1. 2. 3. 4; Girl ’ League 1. 2. 3. I: Glee Club 1. 2; Dramatics 1. 2. 3. I; Publications 2, 3, I; Office Staff 3. 4. LOWELL WESTENSKOW F. F. A. Secretary 1, 2. 3. 4; Basketball I. 2. 3. 1: Baseball 1. 2. 3. 4; Student Body Assistant Manager 3; Student Body Manager 1; Dramatics 1. 2. 3. 4; Publications 4; Letter-man's Club 1. 2, 3; Class Vice-President I: Co-Salutatorian 4. BOB STARNS Baseball 3; F. F. A. 1. 2. 3; Dramatics 1. 2 3. 4; Class President 3; Class Representative 1. 2: Letterman’s Club 1, 2. 3; Class Vicc- MARYHELEN LARSEN Enterprise 2; Joseph 3; Volleyball 1.4; Girls’ League 1. 4; Publications 1. 4; Dramatics 1. I; Class Representative 4; Valedictorian I; Glee Club 1. 4; Library 4.

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 Senior Cla33 J4idtory, 0—0 Some years ago. two little boys and a little girl came tripping happily into the portals of dear old Ini bier school for the very first time. They were Dean McKinnis with his flashy, almost red hair. Lowell Westenskow with his mischievous smile, and Maryhelen Larsen, destined always to be the tallest and youngest in her class. A year later a cute little blond-haired girl, Shirley Frizzell, joined this trio. For some years children came and left Imhler school, leavihg the foursome to rule their class unchallenged. In the sixth grade the tiny dark-eyed girl, Elaine Robinson, joined the group. No sooner had Elaine arrived, than in came Bob Starns, the hoy with the curly eyelashes. Now the seventh and eighth were the most exciting grades of all. There were several reasons for this: first, in just a year or two they would belong to that great institution called high school; second they could now rule the rest of the school, the mere children. IXiring those two years they thought of more mischievous things to do than in all of their other years put together. The girls began developing crazy fads, such as wearing rolled-up Levis, long shirts (preferably father’s,) hair in pigtails, and different-colored socks. The boys were meaner than ever and threatened to beat up those silly females. The old fads and activities faded away into new ones, and a new order of things began for thiis brave little band of students in good old Inibler Hi. Their first year of high school proved to be very interesting and full ■of activities. They worked hard on their class play, Let’s Make Up. in fact hard enough to come in second in the annual one-act play contest. They really thought they were growing up then with their boy friends and girl friends.” The class that year was very proud of Lowell and Dean for lieing on the basketball team. Lowell was a good shot even then., in spite of the fact that he was so short he could almost run between the legs o 1 the taller players. Dean was showing signs of becoming the young Hercules who he later became. During the second year another girl was added to the enrollment. Dixie Booth with her pretty toothpaste smile hailed from La Grande. Then as maturing Sophomores, our class won the one-act play contest with Hot Biscuits. Still marching on through scholastic glory, we find our heroic little group in their Junior year. That year our one-act play, In Doubt About Daisy won second place in the contest. Then on our shoulders was placed the responsibility of the Junior play which was Here Comes Charlie to raise money for the Junior-Senior banquet which was later held at Orella’s in La Grande was a very successful event. This brings us to the climax of our story. Our little band of heroes liecame Seniors in the traditional style. They' had reached their goal, and even though fit was difficult to recognize them, they had become the “big shots. Their last year was filled with privileges and fun. They again won the play contest, and this time with high honors with Hillbilly Sue. Senior year, though, was not all fun. Witness the hard-working gals of the class with sleeves rolled up on Saturdays, washing windows to help earn money for the senior sneak. Last of all, a big formal dance was given for the same purpose. On Commencement night. May 24, the Seniors of 1950 marched triumphantly down the aisle of Wade Hall for the last time. Even though there were sighs of relief, there were a few sad thoughts mingled with them. Among the memories that will remain with us are these: Dixie as the girl with the lovely smile and quiet ways; Lowell as a good shot in basketball; Dean as the class side-splitter, and the two boys together as one and inseparable ; Bob for his good looks and big feet; Shirley because of her love of books (?) and her way with the boys ; Elaine as the girl with as generous a sense of humor as she was tiny; Maryhelen with the long legs who was always ready to swing into jive. So long. Imbler Hi! Try not to miss us too much. It goes without telling that we shall miss you a lot.