Marine City High School - Mariner Yearbook (Marine City, MI)

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CLASS WILL We, the Class of 1950, do bequeath the following— To the Freshman Class we bequeath our ability to rise and shine every morning. To the Sophomores go our ever sacred rubber bands and some left over paper wads. And to the Juniors, individually, we leave these material things: Joan Antons and Jack Lardie leave their music ability to Frank Sulanke and Phyllis Shaw. Ken Beaudua leaves his dead mice, pet lizards, etc. for scaring Miss Brown to Bud Cooper. Jim Beattie leaves his way with women to Bob Horn. Gert Becker leaves her ability to get engaged to Mary Ellen LeClare and Irma Erdmann. Chuck Brewer and Jack Spens leave their athletic ability to Syd McLouth. Don Brown leaves his manly appeal to Elmer Wolf. Don Campbell leaves his secret of going three months without getting a hair cut to Ronald Thomas. Bill Erdmann leaves his seat on the school bus to his brother Don. Gary. Smith leaves his vivid imagination to Jim Teichow. Tom Sherwood leaves his Charles Atlas book to Ken Robinson. Howard Hall and Charles Tripp leave their title Laurel and Hardy to Bob Bantien and Charles Netherton. John Martell leaves his Casanova ways and his ability to charm girls to Bernie Mitchell and Buster Furtaw. Bob Hamilton and Ken Wilde leave their ability to get around Miss Bolton to Chet Kuberski. Barb Keller leaves her look of innocence to Shirley Smith and Donna Kaufmann. Elda Jones and Peg Klieman leave their ability to get a man and keep him to Mitzi Fairfield and Phyllis John. Norman Welser and Gordon Faucher leave their ability to skip school and get away with it to Bill Boulier. Bill Saunders leaves the owl he shot to Carol Henkleman. Benita Polio leaves her ability to play the accordian to Jerry Burch. Betty McCartney and Beatrice Vogler leave their interest in modeling to Donna Cadle. Norma Heath leaves her shortness to Pat O ' Toole. Clifford Hoskins leaves his ability to box to Dort Kammer. Ken Michelson and Doris Schutt leave their quiet ways to Donna Miller. Alma Jones leaves her Pepsodent snarl to Chuck Beattie. Carole Welser leaves her ability to get to school just in time to Pat Ogden. Charlotte Segar leaves automobile racing to Betty Lou Vogel. Marg Bridges and Gail Randolph leave their smartness to Lillian Love and Betty Dodge. Bob White leave s his extra sharp razor blades to Bob Archer. Doris Lomerson and Phyllis Schroeder leave their way of getting an office job to Evelyn Hintzman. Lois Henderson leaves her baby sitting jobs to Jean Kammer. Gloria Fanslow leaves her shorthand and typing ability to Barbara Kauf- man and Pat Clemons. Jim Watson and Bob Sandul leave their speech marks to Rita Hurlburt. We do hereby and unto appoint Mr. Miller and Mr. McCarron executors of this, our Last Will and Testament, with the understanding that the aforesaid will be carried out to our last wishes. We do hereby affix the seal of the Senior Class of 1950 . 19

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PRESIDENT ' S ADDRESS In a quiet secluded valley shut out from the world on all sides by hills, nestled a little village. On one side rose a steep and rocky mountain. For a long distance up its sides it was covered with luxuriant vegetation, but the peak was always white with snow and ice. When the sun had set to everything else and the valley was in darkness, his beams seemed to linger about its snow-capped peak, making it glisten and sparkle like a myriad of brilliant jewels. After the day ' s work, the people loved to sit in their doorways and watch the sun as it lit up the mountain top. It had been the custom for many years for the children of the village, at a certain age, to climb this mountain. Some of them went down the other side and continued on, while the rest returned to the village. Often travelers passing through the village, told ihem that their mountain was but a part of a great chain, that it was only a beginning and that others were larger and more beautiful. The parents of the children were anxious for them to make the ascent although they knew that some of the children would never return. Finally, one day, a number of the children decided to leave their homes to climb the mountain and go out into the great world beyond. The people of the village wished that the journey be accomplished with as few accidents as possible so they secured expert guides who had had a great deal of training for this work. They began their climb light-heartedly, but soon became tired, for the ascent in some places was very difficult. After resting they were refreshed and eager to continue on their way. After a few hours climbing they noticed that the air seemed cooler, that the flowers had disappeared, and that the trees were small and stunted. Soon snow and ice began to appear, and the climb- ing became more and more difficult and dangerous. Great cayons yawned be- fore them, the trails became so narrow and steep that an inch to right or left would plunge them hundreds of feet downward. Some of the little band be- came disheartened when they beheld these obstacles and did not care to go farther. The other members were even more anxious to reach the top. At last they stopped on the summit and gazed speechlessly at the scene laid out before them. In one direcion they could see their own little village, while in the opposite direction, they saw many mountain peaks rising out of the clouds, sparkling and glowing in the setting sun. Some were filled with a great desire to stand on the different peaks and to find out about the people who inhabited the valleys. Others, now that the top had been reached, were content and did not care to go farther. But the majority were determined to continue the journey. Our Senior Class has been like the children of the villagers in the peaceful valley. Our parents were anxious to have us climb the hills of knowledge to- ward the summit. The guides— our teachers— have helped us keep on the trail, avoiding gorges and crevasses. Some of the way has been steep and rugged. Snow and ice have often blocked our passage, but we have kept on until tonight, we stand on the summit of our first mountain, our high school Commencement. Different feelings mingle in our hearts, but most of all we are filled with thoughts of those who have assisted us in our work. To our parents and friends, who have sacrificed so much for us, who have been interested in our welfare, and who hcfve aided us in our several enter- prises, we extend our sincere gratitude and assure you that we shall never forget what you have done for us. To the Board of Education, who have provided for us competent instructors and the best equipment possible, and thus have shown a sincere interest in our welfare, we extend our heartiest gratitude. Teachers, our faithful and careful guides on this climb of ours, you who have endeavored so earnestly to keep us from falling into the crevasses of despair and disappointment, you will long be remembered, and our grateful thoughts will go with you through life. We of the class of 1950 realize that we have reached but the first summit and see others ahead. Although they are veiled with mist and fog, we shall go forward, facing a future of great uncertainty, but also of great possibilities. We make no promise of great fame or fortune, but we promise to do our best and work our hardest. We shall go into our new life without any delusions, striving to meet whatever the future holds for us. — Howard D. Hall 18

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CLASS HISTORY The Half Century Dramatic Company gathered on stage for its first big rehearsal in September 1946. It was quite a large cast, 63 persons in all, but the production was a large one too. After the group picked out its star players, which were: Don Brown, Carole Welser, Jean Jacques, and Elda Jones, and supporting players, Norm Welser and Margaret Bridges, the directors, Mr. Jones and Miss Richmond, started us off on a rigid rehearsal. In our play we took part in many successful dances, and even selling refreshments at the games. The 1946-47 production was quite a success, but we were still quite inexperienced. The dramatic season closed for a 10 week rest but was scheduled to start rehearsals again in September 1947. Those ten weeks flew by, and before we knew it, we were again gathered, 49 strong, on the stage. Again our star players were chosen, and Bill Erdman Margaret Bridges, Jane Robb and Don Brown received the starring roles, with Elda Jones as supporting players, and Mr. Ketner and Mrs. Bradley as directors. This second production was quite a big one with the players taking part in many successful dances, and a very successful play, Margie ' s Kid Sister. Of course, that ten week rest again came speeding into view, and the dramatic season once more came to an end. We were getting a little more experience now and able to do more difficult productions. After that deserving 10 week rest we again gathered on stage. Our re- hearsals started in September 1948, and our cast had dwindled to 41 players. Our star players were again picked with Norm Welser, Bob Hamilton, Lois Henderson, and Carole Welser receiving the starring roles, and Charles Tripp and Helen Wood as supporting players. As we found out in past years that the season passes very fast, our directors, Mrs. Bradley and Mr. Murphy im- mediately put us to work. Of course our first big scene was of our Christmas Play, and following were the J-Hop and of course a very nice Jr. .Sr. Prom and Banquet. Before we knew it, that 10 weeks of rest were upon us again, but knowing that our biggest, most successful, but last year in the dramatic field was approaching, we gladly ' took advantage of it. Those 10 weeks passed so quickly, that it seemed like only yesterday we were saying our good-bys for those few weeks of vacation. In September 1949 we trouped together again for our last season together, and to present our final play. Our starring players for this last year were How- ard Hall, Bill Erdmann, Lois Henderson and Phyllis Schroeder, with Jim Beattie and Bob White as supporting players. Knowing what was ahead for us, our directors for this year, Mrs. Fullwood and Mr. Pfingst, immediately started us off on rehearsals. In our final production we reproduced scenes of the Mistletoe dance, the senior play, our senior trip on the South American to Chicago and Mackinaw Island, and of course those memorable nights, Baccalaureate and Commencement. These four years with the Half Century Dramatics group will long be remembered by all the members of the casts. We wish to thank our parents, directors, and supporters, who stood by us, and helped us to conquer the road to success. 20