Minnehaha Academy - Antler Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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LORRAINE YOKIE ■'W k. should have been her middle name. olwell I: Choir 2: Chri-iiiin Service 2. 4; Men-ieUwihn »: Kt.Mw.tt,- 4. ! mi Camera Shy JEANNE YOUNCiQUIST I put all my troubles in a box And sit on the lid and laugh. Choir 1; CIam Secretary 1; Handicraft 2; Sinners 2. 3. 4 : Photography 3; G.A.A. »: Student Council 8. 4: Clan Hi-toriun 4: Cam Vice President 4: Quiver 4; I»«■•««««• 4: Antler 4. EUN UNDMAN A wise little maid who speaks little and listens mtnh. Hume Numinx 4. PATRICIA MASTEN she will, she will, and you may depend on is: If she won't, she won't, and that's the end of is. Sinner 8: Choir 2: Mendelssohn 8. FAVORITE AUTOGRAPHS Page Twenty-one

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SAMUEL SKOGSBERGH Well, well, well . . . It that the lardy hell? Science 3: Sports 3. BEVERLY STONE It'f greater to he small and shine, than to he great and cast a shadow. Phillips Junior High 1; Personality 3; Photography 3; Mendelssohn 4. BEVERLY SUNDEEN The mildest manners and the gentlest heart. Kdison 1. 2; Photography 3: Office Practice 4: G.A.A. 4. JANET SODERBERG True to her work. her word, her friends. Phillip Junior High I; Chr tian Service 2. 8. 4; Singer 2. 3. 4. MARJORIE STROMGRKN She never misses an opportunity to do a good deed or he a true friend. Choir 2; Personality 2; Photoxraphy 3; G.A.A. 3; Handicraft 4; Quiver 4, JOYCE SUTHERLAND It's nice to he natural when you're naturally nitt. Watertown 1: Singer 2. 3. 4; Personality 2: Christian Service 8. 4: Clan Secretary 8: Livirr for Jesus Trio 4 : Aeolian Sextette 4. DONALD SWANBKRG A finished gentleman from top to toe. Choir I. 2: Singers 8. 4: Hand 2. 3. 4 : Sports 2: Mendelssohn 3. 4: Ambassadors 3: King’s Messengers 4 : Football 3. 4 ; Quiver 4: Debate 4. JERALDINE SWEDBERG The girl with the smile, Is the girl worthwhile. Nokomis 1: Sport 2; Quiver 3; I-holography 8: G.A.A. 8; Christian Service 4: Mendelssohn 4: Homecoming Queen 4. CAROLYN THOR WALL Reserved, calm, und ifiiiet. Bryant 1 : Personality 2: Cho.r t: Singer 3. 4; Photography 3; Mendelssohn 4. MARIAN WAHUN Always the tame. In sunshine or rain. Choir I, 2: Singers 8. 4; Personality 2: Photography 3; Quiver Staff 4; G.A.A. 3. 4; Handicraft 4. DOROTHY WALKER By every look, serenely gay I drive all cloudy cares away. Choir 2; Personality 2: Photography 3; G.A.A. 3, 4; Quiver 8. 4: Office Practice 4. JANET SWANSON As a talker, she can't he heat. Choir 1, 2; Singers 3, 4; Personality 2; Photo? rnphy 8: Handicraft 4: G.A.A. 3. JOHN SWEDIEN Roil on, old world. And I'll roll with you. Nokomis 1 : Roosevelt 2: Science 8; Sports 4 Basketball Manager 4. BARBARA VERHEY Smart, classy, full of pep. You'll never find her out of step. Kolwell 1: Personality 2: Red Cross 8: Handicraft 8. DOROTHY WALCK Man delights me not. RAMONA WII.LIAMSON Always thoughtful, kind, ,in untroubled Folwell 1 ; Roosevelt 2; Red Groan 3; Handier . 8: Etiquette 4: Christian Service: Band 8. 4. Page Twenty

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CLASS HISTORY We Embark . . . The year of years ... we had arrived at Minnehaha! There we were—all forty-six of us —the largest freshman class ever to enroll at M. A. Between a timid attempt to prove to the upperclassmen that there weren't any “coke bars” on fourth Hoor and trying to decipher the unsystematic method by which the rooms were numbered, we had a taste of what to expect in the next four years. To sum up this first day—we felt like a bunch of sardines packed in among whales. Bill E. was chosen to lead our mighty class. Only three weeks after school began, we daring little freshmen hail our first class party— a wiener roast at Minnehaha Falls. While Tina related to the fearful girls stories of the “ape man” and the “rocking chair”, some of the more venturous lads climbed to the higher heights of the near-by ski-jump. As if walking from school to the Falls weren’t enough for our daily exercise, we walked all the way back to Bloomington and Lake after the party, serenading the neighborhoods as we went. Ah!— but cupid was busy that night, and such couples as Marian and Rog, Jeanne and Bill F ., Wcezic anil Chuck F., Margo and Bob S., and Janet S. and Don B. turned up for the Mixer the following week. Since it was a circus theme, some of our class clowns were called upon to perform. The Minnehaha Choir was organized that year and it boasted some one hundred members, all of whom had hopes of being promoted to the Singers the next year. When the Choir and Singers united their voices in concert, they were known as the Minnehaha Choristers. We would pick one of the coldest January nights for a class skating party; but a good time was hail by all—especially Bob S., our new class president, who made several “flings” around the island. Certainly “All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy,” and we weren't inclined to become the victims of such a horrible fate. After a grueling day of school work, pre-arranged snow ball fights were held—that is, until seri- our objections were raised to our engaging in them in the lunchroom. But, alas, that didn’t stop us—we retreated to the athletic field. After numerous peace treaties were signed, we were still good fiends ... I mean friends . . . , and this “play” discontinued until another year. Along about this time, we were really beginning to wonder about one of our feminine freshies. So, one day in English, some of her friends (????) posted a sign which read: “Attention! When the hat is passed, please donate to this worthy cause—to send our special character back to St. Peter.” The net income from this project totaled forty-four cents and one streetcar token! Only a brave upperclassman dared walk through the dining hall after 3:15 (those were the good old days when we got out at that time), for there was nothing but a blur of freshman girls RUNNNNNing after one another with salt anil pepper shakers. It’s no wonder the victims had to wash their hair every night. The fancy glass straws blown by clever “scientists” of the general science class were all the rage and quite the envy of everyone at lunch one day. It gives milk that added flavor, you know! And so we had completed the first act of our high school career. We Set Sail . . . Amidst the familiar sayings of “forging” and “acting”, our sophomore year opened with a bang—with Stu Anderson at the head of the cannon. It was with a feeling of greater ease this year that we went to the Mixer, where true radio talent was produced over station DIZZY in a stirring melodrama. Geometry proved to be the downfall of many of us, especially Carolyn N. who literally slid into that class each day. The girls in the biology class vowed that they’d never dissect a frog, but after a half year of contending with the boys who’d appear out of nowhere and dangle parts of worms, fish. Pane Tuenty two