Klamath Union High School - El Rodeo Yearbook (Klamath Falls, OR)

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ALICE HARVEY Entered ’25. Girls’ League 1, 2, 3, 4; Mask and Dagger 4; Honor Society 2, Vice-President 3, Secretary-Treasurer 4; Glee Club 1, 4; Secretary-Treasurer Class 2; Validictorian 4. GLADYS HUNT “Red” Entered ’28, Red Bluff, California. Girls’ League 2, 3; Girls’ Athletic Association 4. ROBERT HUNTLEY “Bob” Entered ’27, Fort Bragg, California. Football 3, 4; Basketball 3; Baseball 3, 4; Mask and Dagger 3, 4; Senior Play 4. ISABEL JENSEN “lzzy” Entered ’29, Portland, Oregon. J A M E S J E F F E R SO N, “Ji m m ie Entered ’28, Grant High, Portland, Oregon. Mask and Dagger 4. HELEN JONES “Jonesie” Entered ’29, La Grande, Oregon. Girls’ League 4; Mask and Dagger 4; Assistant Business Manager Annual 4. VINCENT KEMP “Vince” Entered ’26. Industrial Arts 3; Hi-Y 4; Football 4. HAROLD KENOTE, “Charley” Entered ’26, Oakland, California. Baseball 2, 3, 4; Basketball 3, Captain 4; Football 3, 4; Hi-Y Vice-President 4; K Club 2, 3, 4. 14

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ERNA FRICKE Entered ’27, Corder, Missouri. Girls’ League 3, 4; Honor Society 4. JOHN HENRY GIBSON, “Hoot” Entered ’27. Student Body Play 2, 4; Band 4. ISABEL GUSE “Billy” Entered ’25. Girls’ League 1, 2, 3, 4; Mask and Dagger 3, 4; Cantata 2; Mixed Chorus 2; Krater Staff 4. JAMES HALL “Jimmie Entered ’26, San Jose, California. Orchestra 1, 2; Quartet 3; Glee Club 3, 4; Mask and Dagger 3, 4; Operetta 3; Klamath Knights 3, 4. A LID E N E IIA RR IS “A I idem” Entered ’25. Basketball 1; Volleyball 1; Girls’ League 1, 3, 4; Mask and Dagger 4; Girls’ Letter Club 1, 3, 4; Krater Staff 4. MARY LOUISE HAWKINS, Mary Lou” Entered ’24. Girls’ League 1, 2, 3, 4; Home Economics Club 2; Mask and Dagger 4. DON HARLAN “Papa” Entered ’24, Medford, Oregon. Football 2, 3, 4; Boys’ Glee Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Boys’ Quartet 2, 4; Operetta 1, 3; Cantata 2; Mask and Dagger 4; Hi-Y Club Body Play 4; Athletic Manager 4; Annual Staff 4. JACK C. HARNEY Entered ’28, Roseburg, Oregon. Baseball 4; Glee Club 3, 4; Boys’ Quartet 4; Operetta 3; Band 4; Hi-Y 4; Mask and Dagger 4; Annual Staff 4; 4; President K Club 4; Student President Student Body 4.

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 CLASS WILL—(Continued). I, Nadine O’Flaherty, leave to Betty Zimmerman my Irish personality (this is a good joke to use on a certain history professor). I, Gertrude Lindly, leave to Frances Bodine my silver slippers that I have used to dance in the May fete every year. We, Lawrence Williams and Herman Darley, leave our expert dancing ability to Henrettia Wright and John Shaw, hoping they will knock the school dead next year. I, Rudy Jacobs, leave my gaudy green necktie to Jean Fraser. We, Don Harlan and Harold Olson, leave to Mr. Emery and Miss Ulrich, all our A plus English papers to show to their future classes. I, Bob Huntley, leave my lady-catching secrets to Jim Hawkins. We, Jim Dougherty and Harold Kendle, leave our bills at the Mecca to Hub Maguire, hoping he will handle them carefully. I, “Pat” Livingston, leave my wild, red, and blue skirt to Alva Shultz, as he has often expressed a fondness for it. Hereunto have we set our hand and seal with the understanding that this is to stand against all attacks of time or change. — CLASS OF 1929. SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY ’Twas a chill autumn night; rain had begun to drop upon the roof of a tavern outside a quaint old English village. Upon driving up to the Inn I was immediately attracted by the rustic sign which hung on a giant tree, swinging in the breeze. The sign read: “Ye Olde Memories Inne.” The innkeeper was a jolly old fellow, none other than Armond Ulrich, who sat and gossiped with his patrons and let his faithful wife, once Hallene Loe, attend to all the work. On the cold evening aforementioned, I met a tall, dark stranger who entered the tavern and called for supper and lodgings. He bore the stamp of a sophisticated, city gentleman of great wealth, and his surprise was great when Mr. Ulrich shook his hand and exclaimed heartily. “Well, if it isn’t Paul Sevcik, the famous actor. What brings you here, my friend?” “Oh, I became tired of the same old life in the city, nothing but grin, in spite of my wealth, so I came here for a rest,” replied the great man. Then he drew his chair to the fire and began to question me. 15