Laurel High School - Laurels Yearbook (Laurel, MT)

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LINDA JOHNSTON Brains plus beauty suits her grand, Always willing to lend a helping hand. JIM KASNER From coast to coast he blew his horn. Until he was old and worn. VERNA LEIS To heaven aspired, Too bad she got so tired. MINA MAGNUS Greatest woman orator of her time. To the top of the ladder she did climb. DON MOBLEY The bigger they are, The harder they fall. AUDREY MOON Audrey's her name. Laurel was her station. Flirting with boys Was her main occupation. TOM MORAN Old and frail. Spent his last few years in jail. DOROTHY PRILL Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, Here lies a woman you couldn't trust. LESTER RONAN He rode the range. That is how his figure changed. BILL ROSSELOT He was a man. Lived a man. Died a man. What a man! DELORES SCHEELER Breaking her glasses was a pet peeve. That is why she had to leave. (They wouldn't give her any more.) DORINE SEVERENS A drum majorette was she, But she died just like you and me. CLAYTON SHEETS Here was a man that was brave, But, as you can see, ended iathe grave. MARILYN SMITH On account of her good debates. She became president of the United States. BETTY SORG An out of town boy was her ambition, Now just look at her condition. BOB STICKELBERGER Became manager of Notre Dame, But he never won a game. DOUGLAS TOOMBS He was a good man and true. He loved to sail the ocean blue. JUNE VISSER Died from giggles, And excessive hip wiggles. LORRAINE WAGNER Tried hard to catch a baseball man. But succeeded in catching only a fan. LEROY WETCH Gasoline and fire mixed, Put Leroy in this awful fix. BERTA JEAN WILSON Here a quiet girl was, Succeeded in all—and plus. Father Time heaved a great sigh, slowly turned and strolled away — looking for the seniors of 52,” to see what they accomplished in their day.

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SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY TIME: One hundred years from now. PLACE: Rollin'' Bones Cemetery. SCENE: In the gray dusk of a Friday evening, the long figure of Father Time is resting on his scythe. With a deep sigh he arises and crosses to a crumbling row of tombstones, which is all that is left of a group of his favorite people—the Senior Class of '51. Brushing the tears from his eyes he reads the touching epitaphs on the tombstones. PEGGY ALVERSON She never grew tall. But she didn't mind at all. ARDELLE ANDERSON Teacher of home economics was she. But she died from lack of Vitamin D. JEAN BERNHARDT To portray Macbeth (witcU's scene) was her anxiety. Not to scare away society. WALTER BERNHARDT Like ol' MacDonald, he had a farm. Ei, Ei, O. ARLEEN BEVEN Died from strife. Trying to be a Navy wife. JUNE BIRKLAND Rival of Daisy Mae. Died from running on Sadie Hawkins Day. MAXINE BOYD Who now rests within this plot. During her career, she wrote a lot. PETE BRANO Here lies Pete, Never known to accept defeat. MARJORIE BRESTER Love of life she did profess. That's how she found her happiness. LOLA BROWN She was the master of her fate. And the captain of her soul. DARLENE CALL Driving the Olds was her ambition, Alas, now look at her condition. BOB DANTIC The girl of his dreams was Hedy Lamarr. But the distance between was too durn far. CHARLOTTE DECKER She was no eastern beauty. She was no southern rose. She was just a plain Montana girl. With freckles on her nose. CLAUDINE EBERHARDT Remained true to Bud did she, But she's in no better fix than you or me. IOLA FISHER A surgical nurse was her career. Never once did she show her fear. MARTHA FOX Driving cars was her ambition, The ones she left were in no condition. VIVIAN FRANK Died trying to get her old age pension. A fate too horrible to even mention. PAT FRY Here lies a gay divorcee, Whose husbands numbered only three. JIM GASS He played professional football, The kick-off came after a big fall. JIM GRAFF To print a paper was his desire. Not to set the world on fire. DAN HAFER He went to Europe, As an advertisement for Maple Syrup. ( He looked so sweet.) PAT HAIGH She lived her life, And went her way. Nobody led her astray. (She had a mind of her own.) LaDONNA HENRY Under this slab of gray. Lies one who was always happy and gay.

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SENIOR HISTORY We, the graduating class of 1951, now end the journey we began four years ago. We started our freshman year with 56 members, and now end with only 44. Although we were scared and pushed around by the upper classmen, we managed to survive. We started the year by holding elections under the direction of Miss McDermott. Those officers elected were Pat Eyer—president, Anna Smidt—vice-president, Jean Bernhardt—secretary and treasurer, and Vivian Frank—student activity council representative. Linda Johnston and Tom Dempsey were our choices for King and Queen in the Laurel Leaves subscription drive. We lost to the seniors by two subscriptions. The carnival was our next big event. We sponsored the fish pond booth and Jean Bernhardt as our candidate for carnival queen. Our sophomore year found us a bit more experienced in the ways of the high school. We elected our officers under the new sponsor. Miss Roberts. They were Bill Rosselot—president, Vivian Frank— vice-president, June Birkland—secretary-treasurer, and Pat Eyer—S. A. C. representative. Maxine Boyd and Joe Marvel were our choice for King and Queen candidates for the Laurel Leaves this year. Anna Smidt, our candidate for carnival queen was elected Queen. Our booths were rolling nickels and the turkey raffle. Upperclassmen now, we set in for a hard year of work. We elected Linda Johnston—president, Bob Dantic—vice-president, Claudine Eberhardt—secretary, and Bob Stickelbcrger—treasurer. Being upperclassmen we were allowed two members to S. A. C., Vivian Frank and Bill Rosselot. For the newly organized Student Government, we selected LaDonna Henry, Jim Graff, Delores Schecler, and Linda John- ston. Our sponsors were Miss Nordgaard and Mr. White. Our candidates for the Laurel Leaves royalty were Jim Kasner and Betty Sorg. We ordered our class rings early from the Balfour Company. They arrived in March. We then presented the comedy Brother Goose which turned out to be a big financial success. Miss Gunderson directed the play. We sold concessions at all of the basketball and football games. Since there were no tournaments that year, we had to sell doubly hard. On May 13, came the big event we had been working for—the Junior-Senior Prom and Banquet. We carried out the Dutch theme in the menu, table decorations, favors, entertainment and gymnasium decorations. We danced to the music of the Five Squares. This year for the first time we made the ruling that only juniors, seniors, alumni and their dates could attend, no underclassmen. We are now in our senior year. Our officers are Maxine Boyd—president, Bill Rosselot—vice-president, Peggy Alverson—secretary, and Dan Hafer— treasurer. Our representatives to the now combined S. A. C. and Student Government are Vivian Frank, Bob Stickelberger, Jim Graff, and Maxine Boyd. Miss Kamerzell is our class sponsor. Our King and Queen candidates for the Laurel Leaves were Darlene Call and Bob Dantic. Our senior announcements were ordered from the Josten Company. The annual was our next big project of the year. Berta Jean Wilson and Leroy Wetch were elected co-editors. Our shipments were due in Dallas, Texas at the Taylor Publishing Company on December, January, and February 13. December 20 was Senior Dress-Up Day. All seniors were dressed to perfection. Our class play was directed by Miss Jeanne Gunderson.