Jackson Township School - Saxmuri Yearbook (Roanoke, IN)

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CLASS HISTIIHY August - ' . ' . 1944, thirty well bohavi ' il little characters enrolled in the first grade at Jackson Township. We thought ourselves very smart, bocau.se we were at lasi in school. We soon found out differently. One of the first things Miss Kemp taught us was to print our names. After eight months of utter frustration, Miss Kemp handed vis grade cards which hail a nice big, Assigned next year to grade 2, printed on each one of them. The next Fall when we entered the second grade every one felt he knew what school was all about. Fortunately. Mike Fence joined us this year. How did we get that far without him? Miss Raniey ' s continual guidance and advice sent us all to room ' .i with flying colors. In the 3rd grade we learned there wasn ' t a Santa Claus. and that we must stop sucking our thumbs. Some of us were heart-broken, although we already felt like adults. Good fortune smiled on us again and gave us three new classmates that year. They were Mary Ann Caston, Jean Staley, and Tom Truitt. Mrs. Williams helped us greatly with our reading and bade everyone farewell at the end of the year. Notes, notes, and more notes! In the fourth grade we developed this bad habit which the teacher broke by fighting fire with fire. She passed us notes which lead. Do pages 54 and 55 for Busy Work. We were happy to welcome Lou Ann Schoeff and Kenny Ottinger that year. Mrs. Butts was a friend of all her students. Mrs. Fullhart held the reins in the 5th grade. She told us a lot about her travels through the United States and Mexico. We collected two more class- mates that year, — Janice Sheets and Wayne Weaver. Mr. Kitt, our sixth grade teacher, told us what he thought a school should be. lie said each desk should be equipped with a drinking fountain, pencil sharpener, and lavatory facilities to prevent all the confusion that occurs when two or three students are walking around at once.

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Helen Waechter Neatness is worth more than gold. English Social Studies Huntington College North Centra! College John W. Wearly He usually hits tin ii a i I r i (j h t mi tin thumb. Industrial Arts Ball State Teachers College Ari.ine WlEDENHOEFT .•1 III i II (I f II II of lenoivledge is a mind that never fails. Mathematics Huntington College Purdue University

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Mr. Kitt ' s favorite book was Doctor Doolittle which he read to us quite frequently. , , . . , , ., „,, t long last we were in the seventh grade and on the high school side. 1 he first few days were spent trying to find the right class rooms and getting there on time We ' elected Mr. Dinius as our sponsor for the seventh and eighth grades. We were happy to welcome Nadene Heaston as a new classmate in the eighth grade. There we were busy having parties and preparing ourselves for our venture into high school which was soon to come. 1952— WE START OUR FRESHMAN YEAR! The first dav of our Freshman year was hard on all of us. Our heads seemed gradually to ' swell up, but as soon as the Seniors noticed this, they immediately set about to shrink them back to normal. By a majority vote we chose Mr. Crura to sponsor us throughout our high school years. He was somewhat leery of the job, but accepted it and found out what a wonderful bunch of juveniles we really were. T TT ,. , . A new face at last! Larrv Garstka breezed in from New Haven, as did the rest of him in our Sophomore year, to stick with us till the end. The dentists in the area had a rushing business after we finished selling salt water taffy that year. Our Junior year we spent making money. The candy room was our mam project. plus a magazine sales contest and the Junior Play. It was not all work however, as is shown by the fact that we took time out to throw a Junior-Senior Reception. 1956! We ' re in the home stretch now boy, give ' r the gun! Our Senior year was highlighted by our Senior Play and the publishing ol this yearbook. Soon our minds were teeming with plans and thoughts of the long awaited Senior Trip and of graduation. We will always cherish and hold dear to our hearts the years we spent at K. 11. b.