Montello High School - Granite Hilltopper Yearbook (Montello, WI)

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First Row: Russell Wegner, Arlowayne Bloda, Lilo Blodgett, Ettalyn Droeger, Margaret French. Betty Lou Robinson, Gladys Foley, Froncis Ambrosich. Second Row: Alfred Schmudloch, Charles Roskie, Mary Murray, Arlowiegne Klimke, Ruth Stein, Blodwyn Grahn, Agnes Nickoloi, David McNamara, Douglos Wheaton. Third Row: Norman Welke, Arnold Klimke, Milton Schwartz, Arlene Esseimon, Florence Bell, Marvel Guerke, Hilory Howe, Willus Mittlesteodt. Fourth Row: Eleonor Zostrow, Alden Eichsteodt, Robert Zellmer, Thomas Foley, Vincent Metcalf, Desmond Cotter, Jock Metcalf, Charles Metcalf, Mertice Johnston. FROM A SOPHOMORE'S DIARY DEAR DIARY: Well, if the Freshies don't feel at home after that Welcome Party, it won't be any fault of ours. Lost night from four to six-thirty, we threw a party for them down on the Athletic Field. As a start- er offer the Sophs trimmed the Freshies in o baseball game by a margin of four points. Such hospi- tality! you say. The party was continued with a combined wiener and marshmallow roast. When the excitement wos over and the smoke had cleared away, all of the Freshmen drew a sigh of relief to know the crisis wos past and that they would not be given a hazing. Last week we held a meeting and it was decided that the class dues would be two-bits a throw for each semester. We consented to Advisers Petschel and Owen's suggestion of killing two birds with one stone, and elected the class officers. After about fifteen minutes of debating and election- eering we cast enough ballots to heat the Hilltop boilers for the next five years. From this the fol- lowing line-up emerged: Arlene Esselmen ------ President Desmond Cotter ------ Vice President Milton Schwartz ----- Secretary-Treasurer When the papers had been swept up and the noise had abated to a whisper; it was announced that we must appear at certain classes each day. Strange, isn't it, we hadn't thought of that. Let's see, now, what classes did I sign up for? Ummm! history, biology, algebra, English, and typing. That left out ag., home ec., and manual arts which some of my classmates preferred. After making my selections I noticed that I had a few periods left over, so to fill out my schedule I included phy. ed. press club, and band. Ho, hum! Such is the life of a Sophomore! ■0 Page Eleven tK

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First Row: Mary Block, June Moreen, Shirley Moore, Maxine Zimmermon, Marian Day, Betty Ann Cartwright, Marie Kurkoske, Charlotte Horring, Robert Robbitt. Second Row: Marion Zierke, Esther Wegner, Gloria Beland, Dale Daniels, Donald Bolchuck, Leslie Hull, Earl Wilson, Robert Krentz, Violetmoe Westphal, Ethel Schmidt. Third Row: Agnes Pufahl, Lucille Vaughn, Gertrude Otto, Meryl Ritchie, Virginia Wittliff, Romona Walters, Pesire Hardell, Vera Burlingame, Rose Marie Metz. Fourth Row: Arthur Zuelke, Robert Tagotz, Robert Tonn, Jack Robinson, Robert French, Dan Cotter, Sidney Horring, John Draeger, Burt John, Donald Wetlaufer. FROM A JUNIOR'S DIARY DEAR DIARY: Ho, hum! How I feel! Guess I must have that morning after feeling. Didn't get home until two this morning. You see we Juniors swung our prom last night and was it a WOW! Last night was the first time a Junior Class of Montello High School has ever presented a prom on its own floor, and we were out to make the best of that privilege. Say, but Jimmy Clark and his Orchestra cer- tainly know how to put it across. King John Draeger, with his queen, Lucille Vaughn, led that gala array of glamour and gal- lantry, known as the grand march, just as though they had practiced stepping out together for some time heretofore. The gym simply glittered and gleamed as the gay dancers held forth. President Jack Robinson, Vice President Lucille Vaughn, Secretary Marian Zierke, and Treas- urer Donald Wetlaufer, under the guidance of Advisers Wohlfert ond McAfee, had been racking their brains and wearing down their resistance for weeks in an effort to make this night an out- standing one on the Hilltop. Those memories of decorating the gym will never be forgotten. But the worst of it was—the teachers expected us to carry on our regular classwork in spite of all this expenditure of time, strength, and originality. How could they expect us to know English, physics, geometry, or history, when all that floated around in our minds was Prom! Prom! Prom! Even the vocational instructors of agriculture, home economics, manual arts, and shorthand showed no consideration for us. In.the fall most of us Juniors purchased class rings for the purpose of identifying ourselves from the lower classmen, but after a short period of display many of us parted with our distinguished em- blems. While we were going through this era of ring-swapping, we took time out to sponsor an all- school dance and handle the concessions at a couple of games. Our M. H. S. pennant sale again helped to stuff our coffers as well as decorate our sleeves. Yes, Sir Diary, after what we have gone through, we Juniors feel entirely capable of filling the Ranks of the High and Mighty for next year

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First Row Edwora v'. inesteodt, Rhyinold Schmudloch, Betty Giencke, Rosalie Hmtz, Manon Ransom, Arvilla Eichsteadt, Erma Eichsteadt, Eugene Blodgett, Wallace Wegenke. Second Row: Norma Metcalf, Velma Chapman, Glodys Helm, Francis Cotter, Bert Burlingame, Douglos Ritchie, Hillard Esselman, Kenneth O’Connor, Arleen Sommerfeldt, Bernice Furman. Third Row: Dorothy Schultz, Lillian Bell, Donald Siepert, Charles Goodnoture, George Wilson, Walter Kemtz, Henry McTrusty, Dolores Metz, Morge Metcolf. FROM A FRESHMAN'S DIARY DEAR DIARY: Sept. 5, 1939 was the turning point in my life. I enrolled in the class of '43 os a Freshmon. After answering about a million questions and signing my name to so many cards and papers that I hove no doubt as to my ability to write it backwards, upsidedown, and with my eyes shut, without omitting a single syllable, I was called a student of Montello High School. The building simply fascinated me during that first week of school. The enormous number of class rooms was overwhelming and every hour I was subjected to embarrassment by appearing at the wrong class at the right time. One doy I presented myself in Sophomore history for instruction in Freshman science. When Miss Scobie informed me of my blunder my face turned a dark reddish hue, and ever since that time, when I am embarrassed, I always have those outward symptoms. After that incident, I always followed the crowd. Some people think, and others say, that Freshies are pretty green. I ogree with both, because when it was announced in the Main Room that the Freshman Class would hold a meeting after school I received a severe attack of palsy which always strikes me at a time like this. After school I played follow the leader with seme of the Fresher of the Freshman and landed in the room where the meeting was alreody in order. Most of the Freshies didn't know a thing about holding a legal meeting or electing closs officers and we would probably still have been there voting if advisers Scobie and Hanson hadn't lent a hand. After much dickering the girls carried the elections with the following results: Marjorie Metcalf Marion Ransom Arlene Sommerfeldt Normo Metcalf President Vice President Secretary Treasurer