Minot High School - Searchlight Yearbook (Minot, ND)

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Page Eight Senior Class OFFICERS President - - - - - - - - - Vice President - Secretary - - - Treasurer ----- - - Social Committee Member - - - Athletic Council Member - - Blair Smallwood - Theodore Bliss Vivian Chambers - Valoyce Olson Selma Diamond - Wallace Cross

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Froshmore and Junior Representative Students Joe iBunnyy Blaisdell represents the juniors as a Playmaker and a general good worker. On the side he has a reputation for corny jokes. additions. Tiny Sue Blaisdell will be a senior cheerleader next year, She has expended her remaining energies on Searchlight and drum major- etting, all of which she manages with her characteristic ease. Froshmore representatives are Bill Owen and Waldo Aaby. Both boys expect to do a lot in Playmakers during their high school years to come, as they are already welcome All-state basketball boy John Norton has already taken state honors on the court and will no doubt manage a few more next year as a senior. Johnny is pop- ular among his classmates for his modesty and level hendeness. Page Seven

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The Sagaf of '43 When you start something it is wise to begin atthe beginning since that is the flrst part, so let's ap- proach it from there-1940, our froshmore year-what class could ever forget it? The awakening thrill of high school life, initiation day, the first Loyalty Day, and all the other things we dreamed about the summer before. We started off in great style. After a rugged initiation day when lipstick flowed freely, we began joining activities and generally making a noise for ourselves. Richard Colton was drumming his way up, and Doris Emerson had begun a bangup acting career with a part in the Jr, Class Play. We were considered full- iledged froshmores and attended the dances legally. Of course, such shy violets as Tom Hugh and Maurice Hahn hadn't made their social debuts yet, but the majoriiy of the class was learning the hard way. 1942-The inbetween year. We were not quite yets but almosts, and we tried to straddle the fence with grace. As a class we were already tops. Jeep Anderson tucked the Burr medal for the debate away in his brief case, and Valoyce Olson showed herself an orator cf no small merit. Some of the boys got a fine start on the Varsity football team which copped the state championship, and a few of our cagers did their bit on Hrst string basketball. In May we put on our junior-senior prom and Joe Schekerou cut gingham dogs and calico cats far into the night. Without a doubt Mac and Betty Lou led the best prom ever given in the dear old alma mater. Remember the fun we had after the ball was over ? Later in the merry month of May the Pep Club girls put out the smash out Black Out scenery for the Lettermen's Ball. Now that was a dance that was a dance-but with a capital D. No socner said than done, though, so that year came to a close. We tearfully bid the seniors farewell and squared our shoulder pads for the big year. Comes 1943, We were seniors. What a feeling! For us the bell tolled-but loud and long-and why not? We had the all time-all timers among us. Red Spoklie twirled the baton as it will never be twirled again, Lystad and Cross showed athletic coordination that was really somepin fall state you knowl, Mag Cooley kept the High Times flying higher than ever, and Blair Smallwood showed he was the second most valuable student in the state. Of course, I could go on like this indeflnitely, but you know as much about it as I. Putting it in a neat, masculine way, Harold Janz and Gene Jordahl have written their last, their first, and their only poem, a candid view of our class. I here present the unabridged, uncensored copy of their masterpiece: Remember the days that we have seen When as froshies we were-oh so green. But now as we look back along the line, We see and remember the many a good time. Loyalty Day was first on our list, With Phil as queen it couldn't be missed. Then came the Class A that lasted three days: We had a good time, but we really did pay. Our calico theme at the Prom was swell, Leading the march was Mac and Potter as well. Football with the Satans was quite a blow: It ended victorious for the foe. The Lettermcn's Ball was quite a partyg We all had fun and felt very hearty. We shall always remember our swell class night, For as yet it has never reached such a height. Graduation for us is something new, But we were lucky and all got thru, Now we leave, but we look ahead And this is what we will have said, We the Seniors of Minot High School Wish that everyone will follow our rule. -Harold Janz, Gene Jordahl. Page Nine