Kouts High School - Kostang Yearbook (Kouts, IN)

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 Eniox Back in 1939, thirty-five little children started through the halls of education on their way down Graduation Highway. Eleven of these children have remained at Kouts to finish their journey. They are Marilyn Danford, Harriett Miller, Marlene Miller, Agnes Olson, Frances Reinhardt, Rose Reinhertz, Dale and Dean Rosenbaum, Charles Schnekenburger, Bill Wilson, and Robert Young. Before we had completed the first year of our journey Joan Kelso and Patricia Railing had joined us. Margaret Dinsmore guided us through this first part of our highway to success. After a few months of carefree fun along the way, we again started on down Graduation Highway. We found that Sue French was going to continue with us on our journey. This year our guide was Bertha Drazer. Now for our third year of travel under the guidance of Anita Rosenbaum. Boys must be awfully scarce; all we seem to be adding are girls. Geraldine Cross and Doris Rodrick are traveling with us now. Four years, we are beginning to feel like seasoned travelers, with Minnie Sutter helping us along. The two new faces you see are Loretta Fritz and Jim Moody. I was beginning to wonder when an other boy would join us. Well, boys aren’t so scarce after all. The fifth part of our journey, and Melvin Haman is going to continue with us along this Super Highway of Graduation. Kathryn French lent us a helping hand this year. Edna Dawson started with us on this part of the journey and another set of twins, Wilma and Velma Hibbs joined us later on. Just think six years now and Mary Reed is going with us this year. We have completed half our journey but we still have a long way to go. At last we have the seventh part of the Highway. My, what a lot of change in the scenery! Different teachers and different rooms for section of your journey. We also encountered another new experience, men teachers! Katherine Fitzgerald is sharing our new experiences. No new travelers have joined us this year and we have passed the biggest hurdle put before us yet. We walked, rather rapidly to be sure, across the stage, shook hands with Mr. Pfledderer and received our eight grade diplomas. Take a look at us now—Freshmen—no less. JoAnne Curtis is traveling with us and so is George Deavers. We gave a play entitled “There were Ninety and Nine” this year. Our journey is growing shorter each year, also more interesting. We were even allowed to sponsor a dance. It was a great success. Sophomores, this means G.A.A. initiation to the girls. Did you ever see such things as came to school today? It also meant we were to present a Christmas Program to the assembly. For two years we have been checking coats at the ballgames. Eleven years, and we are presenting our first play to the public. It was called “Here we Go Again!” Miss Xurafes was our sponsor this year. We were allowed to sponsor another dance. A good thing too, because we gave the Seniors a prom. Of course, selling ice cream bars at the game helped too. At last, the end of our journey is in sight. But before we arrived at Graduation Gate we presented another play. “Don’t Keep Him Waiting” was our production number this time. We sold cokes this year at the basketball games. This Kostang represents the work of the last semester. Miss Dittmer has certainly helped us this year. In parting we want to say we would have liked to have mentioned everyone who went part of the way down our highway with us. We did not have enough space for this. To those, we say, we hope you have had good luck on your own highway of life.

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(2Hai.iL HJ-'os.m This is the poem concerning our class Including something for each lad and lass First in our class is Geraldine Cross Without a certain Fox she would be lost. Jo Anne Curtis is quite a kid In a Nurses’ home she’ll put her bid. Marilyn Danford is our little blond Of her quite a few boys are fond. Edna Dawson, next in line Has the Navy on her mind. George Deavers is quite a lad He never is mad nor is he sad. Katherine Fitzgerald is very small We wonder for whom she will fall. Sue French is a cute little creature You all know her daddy is a teacher. Loretta Fritz is president of G. A. A. Everyone thinks that she’s O. K. Melvin Haman is quiet a guy You sure can tell that he’s not shy. Velma Hibbs is a quiet soul She always seems to reach her goal. Wilma Hibbs from her friends will depart To go to the Academy of Fine Art. Joan Kelso, a secretary would be Will Roger permit it? Well we’ll see. Harriet Miller will soon have a job She’ll sign a life long lease with Bob. Marlene Miller with short dark hair Seems to have little worry or care. Jim Moody has a new Hudson car We’ll predict that he will go far. Agnes Olson is quite slow But her work is done just so. Next in line is Patrica Railing Who plans to marry Vic without failing. Frances Reinhardt is quite feminine And when she blushes it is genuine. Rose Reinhertz went to Washington, D. C. She’d like to travel, the world to see. Doris Rodrick, a sweet little lass Mornings she was always late to class. Dale Rosenbaum, the manager of our team, Seems to make all the Wheatfield girls dream. Dean Rosenbaum is the next one we see A Republican president he would be. Charles Schnek, leading man in our plays, All of the girls he does amaze. Bill Wilson with his independent way Drives class presidents to dismay. We end the list with Robert Young His laurels we will leave unsung. This poem is now done Concerning the class of ’51-

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 W WrfC and Jeitamsnt of tfie. dCaii of We, the Seniors of 1951, being of unsound mind and little hope of regaining it, do hereby ordain and publish this to be our last will and testament, in which we will push onto others all of our undesirable traits. First, we, the individual members, bestow upon the following: I, GERALDINE CROSS, will my ability to catch a Fox to Molly Rhynard. I, JOANNE CURTIS, find it difficult to part with anything. I, MARILYN DANFORD, will my glasses to anyone who can keep tract of them. I, EDNA DAWSON, will my interest in the Navy to Susie Young. I, GEORGE DEAVERS, will my little red wagon and job with the hot lunch to Bill DeWitt. I, KATHERINE FITZGERALD, will my figure to Judy Jacobson. I, SUE FRENCH, will my seat in Student Council—to take a seat in Congress. I, LORETTA FRITZ, will my job as G. A. A. President to anyone who can remember Parlimentary Procedure. I, MELVIN HAMAN, will my goose hunting ability to anyone who is a good shot. I, VELMA HIBBS, will nothing, there should be more of me as it is. I, WILMA HIBBS, will my art ability to Mr. Jensen. I, JOAN KELSO, will my flirty ways to Donna Sommers. I, HARRIETT MILLER, will my ability to tw'irl a baton to anyone who doesn’t r.'.hid being bruised and hit on the head. I, MARLENE MILLER, will my extra “irons in the fire” to Phyllis Birky. I, JAMES MOODY, will my way with the girls to Ronnie Snow. I, AGNES OLSON, will my talkativeness to Kenny Strong. I, PATRICIA RAILING, will my ability to lose things to anyone who can afford it. I, FRANCES REINHARDT, will my blushing to Donna Sutter. I, ROSE REINHERTZ, will my ability to find a comfortable sleeping place on the train to anyone who makes the Washington D. C. Tour next year. I, DORIS RODRICK, will my ability to get to school late to anyone who doesn’t mind facing the teachers. I, DALE ROSENBAUM, will nothing; everything I have goes to the Republicans. I, DEAN ROSENBAUM, will my gun to future basketball squads, so they can go rabbit hunting.