Laurel High School - Laurels Yearbook (Laurel, MT)

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SsmjuoJl. QIoaa. Sow}, We believe you’ll shed a tear When you see us disappear, Into a brand new thrilling year With the thought of you. Laurel High School is our dream, We’ve worked together like a team; We know what’s right, and we’ll he seen W ith that certain gleam. In Laurel High we know, There are some fast, some slow; But now before we go, We hope you’ll follow with a pleasant smile. With our leaving, we will sav We wish you luck in every way, Increasing much from day to day. Class of “46”. (Tune: “Aren’t You Glad You’re You.”) Page Seventeen

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S yuoJl QLa i.. dtL lohif For the benefit of posterity we, the class of 1946, have set down the stor of four epic tears of struggle toward the shining goal of graduation. In the hope that this chronicle may some da be resurrected from the sacred archives of Laurel High School, we faithfully record the trials and tribulations of our journey through high school. Like all young and bewildered souls, we lost no time in seeking the strength and protection of class organization. Under the direction of our able sponsor, Miss Roscoe, we bravely began our first year by electing officers. With President Jim Sherrow served Dick Moran as Vice-President, Pat Johnston as Secretary and Don Graff as Treasurer. We proved our merit and earned the respect of our fellow students by sponsoring our first dance, the Freshman Frolic, in the spring of the year. Fortified by our experience, we confidently re-entered the halls of learning, known locally as Laurel High School, in the fall of 1944. Immediately getting matters under control, we chose our officers: Louise Romee, president; Ann Brohaugh, vice president; George Harper was secretart-treasurer for the first semester, and Dick Moran served in the post during the second semester. Miss Roscoe was again our sponsor. Realizing the necessity of preparing for our life as Juniors, we spent the rest of the year strengthening ourselves for the blow of upperclassmanship. We returned to our alma mater the next fall secure in the knowledge that we were at last among the ruling classes. We elected Dick Moran, president; Bill Renner, vice president; Pat Johnston, secretary, and Jack Mitchell, treasurer. Miss Roscoe returned as our class sponsor and Gwen Dyer was elected cheerleader. One of our first activities was the election of candidates for King and Queen of the Birthday Ball. Don Graff and Gwen Dyer represented the Juniors in the event. We started plans for the prom at our first meeting. During the football and basketball seasons, that fabled group of exceptional students known as the Class of 1946, worked its collective fingers to the bone selling salt peanuts to the thirst-crazed crowd. On December 8, our own Gables and Garsons made their bids for Academy Awards by presenting ‘Our Town” as our class play. Although there was no need to create further joy and comfort for our fellow students after the brilliant and extraordinary dramatic offering, we sponsored the Annual Junior-Senior Promenade and Banquet on May 5, 1945. After three years of suffering under the whip of various senior classes, we at long last grasped the cat o' nine tails firmly in our capable thirty-seven pairs of hands. Never ones to break a tradition, we started our final stretch by electing our officers. Jack Mitchell took up the impressive powers of the presidency, while the remainder of the high command consisted of Bill Renner, vice president; Ann Brohaugh, secretary, and Bev Gunter, treasurer. Miss Roscoe was again our sponsor. Gluttons for punishment that we were, plans for the Annual were immediately begun. Dick Moran and Louise Romee were elected senior candidates for King and Queen of the Birthday Ball. On December 22, we sponsored a Christmas Formal jointly with the Quill and Scroll. Repeating our success of the previous year, we again displayed exceptional talent in our class play, “What A Life.” Our journey drew to a close with the presentation of our class night on May 20 and Graduation on May 24. We took our leave of the hallowed halls of L. H. S. with the knowledge that ours was a class that would never be forgotten no matter how hard our successors might try. Page Sixteen 1

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Barbee Anderson Charlene Cass Marijean McKinney Bill Speare Pat Dan tic Bobbie Ix u Green Ruth Mikel Kenneth Stenerson Margaret Fink Dorothy Hilgert Betty Miller Stanley Ronnie Corinne Frickel Mabel Hmlges Donna Moran Jim Rosselot Donna Freund Leona Kamp Marilyn Xess Joel Roth Gerry Schessler Shirley Wilson MaiRarette Wold Jack Galuslm Rosalyn Karnes Arnielda Phillips Bill Roysdon Paoe Eighteen