Mount Vernon High School - Hoop Pole Yearbook (Mount Vernon, IN)

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Electing Queens has become a tradition with the Class of '52. In seven consecutive campaigns they have elected their candidate. The Class of 52 proudly presents the football and basketball Queens for this year, Wanda Jeffries and Carole Melton. QUEEN: Carole Melton MAID OF HONOR: Doris Ritzert CROWN BEARER: Susan Cox ATTENDANTS: Mildred Dawson Janice Rinnert Marilyn Blubaum

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 7® Occx QUEEN: Wanda Jeffries Sr. MAID OF HONOR: Helen Kleinschmidt Soph. CROWN BEARER: Pamela Hartman BALL CARRIER: Michael Tompkins ATTENDANTS: Mary Lucy Pavatt Jr. Shirley Patmore Fresh. Marilyn Uhde Sr. Dinah Patmore Jr. Carla Potter Soph. Charlotte Goodwin Fresh.

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TSeviecv On a bright sunny day (the 24th, in fact) of the month of August, of the year 1948, Mount Vernon High inherited one-hundred and twenty-four of us, the future graduating class of 1952. We had always heard of high school and at last had reached one goal of the many yet to come -- We were here ! We started our freshman year off with a bang. A bang in the head for some of the teachers! We made an ear-splitting uproar, and our beloved home-room thirty sounded more like a beehive than an orderly study hall. Oh yes, another thing -- we were green! I suppose that is only natural but maybe we were more so. We settled down and elected Peggy Bourne, Sue Scheller, Joan Lawrence, and John Challman as the executive body. We also chose Phyllis Krietenstein as our queen candidate and found her elected Maid of Honor. How delighted we were that one of us became famous! One thing about the Freshman class that was evident was that we liked to attend parties! We certainly didn't feel out of place at our All-School and class parties that first year. That year, for at least once in our lives we were all peddlers (at the basketball games). We seemed to profit from the gluttonous fans, too. We even had a Freshie basketball team. Speaking of basketball, we must not forget Her Honor, Queen Joan. Did we freshies smile ! Spring, love, and Honor Day all came in leaps and bounds for us. We certainly were proud when our mem- bers carried away some of the coveted honors. That shelf really sounded out. The last day of school saw us as changed personalities; we were now silly- Sophomores. My! Look what's new -- hair cuts, styles, ideas about school life -- well, that was us. We elected as the govern- ing committee, David Keck, Phyllis Krietenstein, Nancy Stevens, and Glenda Todd. We also crowned another queen; this time she was Peggy Bourne, Queen of Football for the year 1949. It be- came evident that we didn't merely select candidates, WE elected queens. We were economical and had two projects to supply our treasurer with sufficient funds. First, we undertook the task of selling Christmas wreaths. We made money; but our customers felt that they had invested not for gain, but rather, for charity. Our class sponsored a donkey basketball game which proved very successful. It was difficult to tell which was having the more fun -- the riders or their steeds. Next day groans such as Oh, my aching back! and Oh, that's my sore arm! could be heard echoing through the corridors. Here was basketball season again and this time still another queen. Her Honor was Glenda Todd. We still liked parties and had fun at both the Fall Round-Up and the Spring Frolic. Then came the day we could order our sweaters. Just think what a privelege it was to have to dig down for some money this time. Shannon's work on the emblem was truly artistic when he turned out a wildcat with green eyes. Next on the agenda was the Prom! Of course, we weren't allowed to go, but we could watch if we did the work. How proud we were when twenty of us were elected to be general flunkies. At last we were the desired and long-waited upperclassmen! By now, electing queens had become our monop- oly. We added two more royal per- sonages to our list. Sue Scheller was Gridiron Queen and Nancy Stevens was crowned Basketball Queen. Our ex- ecutive group included Bob King, Ervin Schroeder, Sue Scheller, and Glenda Todd. Our sweaters came! It's a wonder some of us didn't smother that hot sultry day, but we wouldn't take them off for anything. Magazines! Who said they wouldn't sell? Our goal was $2,000 and we couldn't believe it when we found we had sold over $2,400. We broke the records for magazine sales . All resolved to be Fuller Brush salesmen. We were tested -- not tested on lessons -- but on intellectual and per- sonality adjustments ! Boy, did we 24