Merna High School - Coyote Yearbook (Merna, NE)

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Mrs. Manning: That is a very interesting and patriotic job, Kay. You'll have to tell us more about it later but right now let's interview this little lady who just walked in. You must be Joan Seeger, judging from your size. Where have you been hiding yourself these past years ? Joan Seeger: I'm teaching school you know down in Kentucky. After Keith and I were mar- ried, we moved to Kentucky where he raises thoroughbred horses. I started teaching school for something to do. Norma Olson: Who needs something to do? It's' more fun to do nothing. I just returned from a skiiing trip in Switzerland. l have nothing but time on my hands. Mrs. Manning: I heard over the radio that you had just inherited a large fortune. I suppose it does keep one busy just spending that much money. Dona DeLay: fEnters slowly, I wish that was all that kept me busy. It seems I'm always on the run. Mrs. Manning: What have you been doing to keep so busy, Dona? Dona DeLay: I'm working for the U. S. government. I'm an F.B.I. agent, aiding in the track- ing down of counte rfeiters. Mrs. Manning: Oh! The class Wolfess is still chasing men, huh? QLaughsl. Mrs. Manning: Oh, my goodness, here comes the President of the School Board. If she sees me talking to you I'l1 be sure and not get my pension and might even get fired. A11 of you try and act as dignified as you did in high school. Good evening, Mrs. Nida. Betty Nida: I'm glad to see you all again. Please forget that I'm president of the school board, official mayor, president of the library board, president of Ladies' Aid, mem- ber of Chamber of Commerce, town marshall and schools truant officer. ' Dona DeLay: Maybe Betty could tell us where the rest of the class is. Verna Fisher and Bud Barrett: fEnter togetherj Well here's two more you can mark off your absentee list. Television's famous ballet dancers. We have to be on our toes so much we decided we would break the monotony and be late once. Mrs. Manning: Welcome! You'll have to do a dance for us before the evening is over. Now let's see, we are all here but Mr. Reinertson and Dolores Ryan. Dolores Ryan and Mr. Reinertson: We are here now, too. Dolores Ryan: I am secretary for the Ambassador to Spain. My plane was stranded in France for a long time so that is why I'm so late. As l was flying over Hobo Jungle, I spied Mr. Reinertson so I landed and asked him if he would like to fly out here with me. He didn't want to come at first but I finally talked him into it so he packed his clothes in his handkerchief and came along. Mr. Reinertson: I got tired of the high social life I had to live as teacher here at Merna High so I decided to live close to Mother Nature. Now I'm in high society again, King of the I-Iobos . Remember twenty years ago we wex-en't able to get together on a class song so let's see if we can make up one now all together l-2-3 everyone sing? In a valley neath the western sky A city nestles midst the hills. There you see the walls of Merna High And the sight our minds with pleasant mem'ry fills. Chorus Farewell to thee, old Merna High. Although we part our hearts are with thee ever. Farewell to thee, our Alma Mater fair. We'l1 sing thy praises everywhere. Now our happy high school days must end And parting makes us sad and low But as o'er life's various paths we wander T'will be the light that guides our steps where 'er we go. 13

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Senior Class Prophecy YEAR 1971 ACT II - SCENE I HIGH SCHOOL GYMNASIUM Mrs. Art Manning: As usual Shirley, you are the first one here. What is your name now? Shirley: I'm Shirley Baker now. Mrs. Manning: I thought your name was Arnold ? Shirley: Oh, he was only the first one. It has been Arnold, Smith, Brown and Jackson, but I am the wife of Senator Baker now. We live in Washington, D.C. most of the time, but I often return to Merna to visit my kinsfolk. Mrs. Manning: As you know l can't drive anymore, I would like to find a new chauffeur as my son is soon to be rnarried. Johnny Bowley: QEnters brisklyj Here's your man: I'm looking for just such a job. I've had lots of experience driving. In fact I've chauffeured for nearly everyone in Merna. My last job was driving a new blue jet job for old Mr. Clarke Adams. My fiancee has prom- ised me her hand in marriage if I can get a permanent job. Mrs. Manning: This sounds interesting. I'll interview you later. Mr. Bowley. But who is this stout portly gentleman, wearing such a long beard ? Dean Wolford: Don't know me, eh? Reckon as how ah have changed. Laws, but it seems good to get back to ole Nebrasky. Ah have simply been smothered in oil. Just one oil well blowing in after another, ah don't know what to do with it all. Mrs. Manning: Well, Deal Wolford! It surely is nice to see you again. Maybe later we can figure out a way to help you get rid of your oil - the money anyway. Bill Foster: fEnters hurriedlyj Well! Well! Dean ole boy! I'm just the guy you are looking for. Deloris spends all my money on her and the kids, so I could use plenty of yours for myself. Mrs. Manning: QAsidej Who might that bald-headed man be ? Does he belong here ? Bill Foster: Why Mrs. Manning, I didn't suppose you would ever forget me. I'm the one who caused you all the trouble back in the old days when you thought I was going to be a teacher. Don't you remember curly headed Billy Foster ? Mrs. Manning: Of, course! I remember you now. I hear you are mining gold in the Colorado mountains. Look everyone, here comes the classmate who rose to fame. Tall, dark and handsome Don Day, better known to us as shy, Don Hogaboom. How are you, Don? Don Hogaboom: I'm doing quite well. I am rapidly climbing to the top in the profession that I have chosen for myself. My latest picture won the Academy Award you know. It seems rather nice to be back among my classmates again. Mrs. Manning: We are very glad to have you here, too. I see we have a patriotic person among us now. How do you like the WAVES after five years of service, Lois ? y Lois Daily: I like the WAVES very much, but I have finally met the man of my life. The cutest little sailor you ever did see. I'm going to get my discharge in June and we will be married as soon as possible. l can hardly wait. Mrs. Manning: We hope you will be very happy with your new discovery. and we will prob- ably be seeing you again. Geraldine Halliwillz Is this the right place ? I'm looking for the Senior Class re -union. After traveling all the way from A-frica, I hope Ihave finally found it. Mrs. Manning: Oh! We recognize you from the recent pictures, taken during your exploring tours. You must have some very thrilling adventures to relate to us. Kay Leibhart: Oh! I've got more thrilling ones. I've been traveling all over the world since I last saw you guys. Right after school was out I volunteered to go overseas and enter- tain G. I's with song and dance. Mrs. Manning: What have you been doing since the war was over ? Kay Leibhart: I've still been traveling: I visit the veterans hospitals and help to keep up their morale, 12

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Class Will The Senior Class of 1951, of the town of Merna, the county of Custer, and the state of Nebraska, being of sound mind, memory and understanding do made, publish and declaretthe following as our last will and testament: L L L L L L L L L L L L L L L W To the Juniors we will our positions on the Coyote Staff and hope they can get the paper out on time. To the Sophomores we bequeath our dignity and quiet ways. To the Freshmen we leave our studiousness and good sportsmanship so that they might become dignified Seniors. Bud Barret, will my pickup to Bill Baily providing he doesn't take it home too early: my field boots to Karl Miller. John Bowley, will my ability to drive a car to Mary Catherine Downey: my everlasting attempt to get Joyce Sells to Elwood Seevers. Lois Daily, leave my dancing ability to Barbara Yeck: my position on the volleyball team to Joyce Locke: -ny suit may be used by anyone big enough to fill it. Dona DeLay, leave my place in the trio to Jeanne Grantzinger: my artistic position on the Journalism Staff to anyone in the Junior Class who has lots of patience, Johnnie Brewer preferred. Verna Fisher, will my mischievous ways to Kenneth Nelson: my star performance in volleyball to Ardis Sterner: my graceful appearance in jeans is to go to Barbara Kinnish. Bill Foster, leave my curly toupee to Marion Olson: my convertible to someonewith a big pocketbook to keep it running. Shirley Graybeal, will my absence slips to Elaine Seevers: my sweaters to Jeanne Grantzinger. Geraldine Halliwill, leave my quiet ways to Ivan Geiser: my interest in the opposite sex to Joyce Sells. Don Hogaboom, will my Pontiac to Ervin Seeger providing he can keep it between ditches: my big feet to Leona Seevers to use on the dance floor. Kay Leibhart, will David Weatherly to anyone who can hold him: my good grades to Jay Locke: my volleyball position to Shirley Gehrman. Betty Nida, will my bad temper to Viola Anderson: my ability to outline civics to the Junior boys. Norma Olson, will my interests in civics to LaDonna Sells: my ability to get Mr. Adams home on time to David Weatherly. Dolores Ryan, leave my treasurer job to Dick Hicks or anyone else who can finance sneak dave my height to Althea Barrick. Joan Seeger, leave my little dancing shoes to Janet Pohreichi my small waistline to Billy Dean Hircock. Dean Wolford, will my coke machine job to David Weatherly and I hope David can drink as many cokes as I do: my interest in all the girls to Bernard Manning. e, the Seniors, will all the surplus left in our lockers to Mr. Adams: journalism books to Mrs. Manning. worn out play books to Miss Bitner, all the lost pop bottles to Mrs. Vance, the Senior Class of '52 to Mr. Reinerston, our gum wads in the lunch room to Mrs. Pirnie, our stub pencils and lost notes to Mr. Stroud, the balance in our treasury to buy new civics books to Mr. Jacobson. 14