Lake Stevens High School - Pilchuck Yearbook (Lake Stevens, WA)

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Eunice Pruehs leaves her knowledge of Home Economics to Muriel Thompson; Alta Redman wills her energetic ways to Joyce Drake; Iva Rider, her artistic talent to Mary Miller; lone Sawyer, her skating ability to Glendora Watters; Nadine Schuster, her position as Girls’ Club President to Winifred Armstrong; Betty Swan- son, her quiet disposition to Clayton Wagner. Mariece Solberg wills the ability to adjust herself to a new situation to Dorthea Best; Kathleen Taro, the ability to graduate when sixteen to Wayne Prentice; Bar- bara Tedford, her high scholastic standing to Donald Brooks; Irene Wahl, her ability to hold a Student Body position for two successive years to Bonnie Watters; Loyal Watkins, her natural curly hair to Margaret Ohm; Berenice Withrow, her singing ability to Edna Fintz. We, the Class of 1943, do hereby, set our seal to this, our last will and testa- ment. (Signed) SENIORS OF 1943. SENIOR CLASSJ’ROPHECY I had been spinning merrily along in my Piper Cub having a grand time zoom- ing in and out of the clouds, when I noticed a storm was coming up, and I knew I would have to set her down as soon as I could find a field. I looked over the edge of my plane and lo and behold there was a field right below me. I radioed in and after receiving the okay, circled the field, slid into a bank, and went in for a landing. After I had landed and was struggling out of my parachute, I saw a mechanic hurry out of the hangar toward we. As he came nearer I got a better look at him and nearly dropped my 'chute. It was Jim Mosman. I got a better grip on my astonishment and hurried over to him. He was still as friendly as when I had last seen him and we talked for quite a while. We went into the hangar to see if we could squeeze “Little Lulu, my plane, into it somewhere. There were planes and mechanics all over the place and I was just about to walk by a battle-scarred B-17 when I heard my name called. I whirled around and there hanging upside down out of the bomb bay was Andy Jacobsen. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Oh well, way back when Andy was a senior in High he mechanized cars—. Presently our progress was blocked by a snappy looking little number. Jim told me, while I was vainly struggling to put my eyeballs back in my head, that it belonged to none other than Harry Davidson. Harry, Jim told me, was president of a big concern now and owned the big new 2,000 acre farm just the other side of the field. He said that Hilda Peterson was his private secretary and helps keep his books straight for him. We went back out on the field to bring my plane into the hangar. The roar- ing of motors caught our attention and we rolled our eyes skyward. A big TWA liner was coming in and we decided to stand by and watch it. It taxied right up in front of us.

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CLASS WILL We, the class of 1943, of the Lake Stevens High School, County of Snohomish and State of Washington, do make, publish, and declare this our last will and testament. ARTICLE I—To the teachers we leave our utmost thanks for the patience they have shown, and the guidance they have given us during our high school career. ARTICLE II—Section 1. To the Juniors, we leave the right to occupy our stately position of Seniors. Section 2. To the Sophomores, we will the privilege to climb one step further up the ladder of success and be classified as Juniors. Section 3. To the Freshmen, we leave the honor of becoming Senior High scholars. Please cherish this honor as those before you have done. ARTICLE III—To the individuals of Lake Stevens High School, the class of 1943 proudly leaves the following: Harold Anderson leaves his ability to disrupt classes to no one in particular but everyone in general; Raymond Anderson, his promptness to Allen Bartlett; Robert Baber, his vocal talent to Howard Elsbree; Beatrice Bergwall, her dark brown eyes to Margaret Hebert; Betty Cooper, her domestic life to Beverly Pellerin; Harry Da- vidson, his student body matters to Gordon Hungar. Frances Erickson wills her position as Editor of the Annual to Lois Colton; Donald Gilbert, his pessimistic ideas and views to Albert Dearie; Ida Hays, her com tinuous giggle to Phyllis Schuster; Mem Hegge, his charming blush to Duane Allen; Anders Jacobsen, his bewitching grin to Orville Hanson; Betty Lou Kinney, her ability to get along with the Mcsmans to Lois Kinney. Kathleen Kirby leaves her happy-go-lucky attitude to Jean Newman; Frances Kleisath, her Drill Team captaincy to JoAnn Harshman; Bill Kleisath intended to leave his faithful Austin to Paul Ulrich, but he had decided to keep it for the dura- tion; Betty Logstrom and Alyce Tastad, their lasting friendship to Barbara Dana and Mike Shaler; Bob Lund, his broad smile to John Cockburn. Dorothy McDaniel leaves her mild temper to Maxine Schuster; Charlotte Mc- Lennan, her long tresses to Evelyn Thompson; Jack and Jim Mosman their standing as the only twins in the Senior class to Jack and Jim Sahlbom; Marcia Muzzall, her love of aviation to June Newman; Eva Newman, her athletic work to Dolores Jackson. Bob Nourse leaves his pleasant personality and great height to Bert Rowe; Hilda Peterson, her ability to get along with the Student Body President to Dorothy Dom- holt; Clyde Peterson, his knowledge of horses to Kathleen Kirchgessner; Cleon Plum- ley, his understanding of classical music to Ethel Wilbur; Calvin Prentice, his guardianship over his brother Wayne to Bina Malburg; Marilyn Prentice, her ability to hold a steady to Charleen Jolitz.

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The stewardess opened the door so that the passengers could file out. Jim told me the stewardess on this liner was Marilyn Prentice. I moved closer to get a better look. Sure enough, it was. She was talking to someone, and out of idle curiosity I glanced at her. Again I was surprised! It was Kathleen Taro. I hurried over to the gate so that I could stop Kathleen as she went through. She told me she had finally achieved her goal and was employed as a chemist at one of the DuPont fac- tories, and that she had written and published several books. Also on the same plane was the great young football coach of Notre Dame, Harold, better known as Hap” Anderson. We talked for a while, and I found out that Alta Redman was one of the yell leaders at Northwestern and was the team's mascot. Notre Dame had a game scheduled with Northwestern for the fol- lowing week. I had the impulse to ask whether it was the game or Sunny that caused that gleam in his eye, but I squelched the desire hurriedly. Just then the pilot came toward me. I groped for my glasses so I could be sure of what I saw. Yes, it was Bill Kleisath! I was so busy gaping at the silver wings on his shoulder that I didn’t see the co-pilot walking toward our little group until Jim jabbed me in the ribs. Still somewhat dazed by the gleam of Kleisath's wings, I turned my head and saw Jim’s other half, Jack. Gee, it was really true—Jack Mosman, co-pilot! Boy, was the class of '43 ever doing itself proud! We ambled over to the administration building. A tall blonde girl was talking to a group of people trying to persuade them that Florida was better than Michigan to travel to because it was farther away. Ida Hays. I said hello and she smiled and pointed to a dark haired girl who was busy typing something that looked terribly familiar. The girl sitting looked up as she reached for a little bottle sitting beside her typewriter. I was delighted to see that it was Irene Wahl. Then I laughed for, after pushing my glasses up on my nose where I could see through them, I saw the familiar looking object she was typing was a stencil and the little bottle turned out to be the ever present correction fluid. Poor Irene! Even out of school she was still cutting stencils. It was almost her quitting time so I waited for her and we walked down town to the leading newspaper office. She had lost a stylus and wanted to insert an ad for it in the lost and found column. She told me all the latest news as we were sauntering along. Frances Erickson was the editor of “Glamour” magazine and was doing very well for herself. Calvin Prentice finally gave up his half of the noble Model A to his brother and had been persuaded by that super-salesman. Bob Nourse, to buy a slightly used Jeep. Don Gilbert had a radio master-mind quiz program on station LSHS on which Clyde Peterson was one of the master-minds. That just goes to show you never know how people are going to turn out. Loyal Watkins was the receptionist and private secretary to Bob Baber who happened to be president of the station. Ray Anderson had decided he wanted to inflict the misery he went through on someone else, so he was attending the University of Washington Dental School.