Neponset High School - Zephyr Yearbook (Neponset, IL)

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 Byeeee! Blake’s Last Stand Adventurous Seniors Just Keep Rowin The Jumping Dog Our Chaperones Church at Little Norway Guide at Little Norway Watermelon Feast Wisconsin was the setting for this year's class trip. Leaving the High School on September 10 with Mr. Luther, Mrs. Avis Kaiser and Mr. and Mrs. Wilbur Blake as sponsors, the Seniors started the first of three adventure-packed days. Among the points of interest visited by the class were House on the Rock , Tower Hill State Park, Wisconsin Dells, and Devil's Lake. Sunday evening they dragged home tired, yet full of many moments to remember. 13 Ski-Lift Riders

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YEAR: 1986 DESTINATION: Voyage to the bottom of the sea MISSION: Observe the life and habits of the population in the underwater city of Neponwet. Little did I know, as I began my fateful trip, all the surprises that lay in store for me. On the surface of the sea, directly above the spot where the city lay, I was met by a submarine that took me down to that wet town. And who should be there to help me aboard but a strong sailor, GLENN SHANER. As captain of the vessel, he boomed orders in a loud voice to the first mate, RON GERARD. Quickly we descended and pulled into the leading dock company: JOHN BERRY, Inc. I learned that he was making a fortune servicing aqua cars. His slogan was painted everywhere, We service anything, as long as it's underground work. Bidding farewell to Glenn, Ron, and John, I made my way directly to the central unit of learning. Here I had been told, was one of the largest schools of fish. Passing one room, I glanced in and saw none other than MARLIS HEPNER directing a speech class for porpoises. She said she really enjoyed her profession except for those times they spouted off in class. As we reminisced; ANDREA WALL, first year English teacher for Dolphins, came in holding her most recent issue of the school paper. The headlines read, Charlie Enjoys Being Tuna Sandwich. Being of a curious nature, I read further to learn that Dr. STEVE ROLLINS, assisted by his head nurse, PATSY BRADY, had performed a very delicate operation on Charlie, so that he was now one of the most desirable tunas. He had at last received a television contract from Starfish Tuna Company. There were other areas of Neponwet to explore, so that afternoon I trekked to the nearby aqua farm. I discovered that DAN STETSON was the farm advisor. It was thrilling to see him in his now-famous Stetson hat, scuba gear, and cowboy boots. He had made DON HODGETT his foreman; who, together with TERRY KUSTER and BECKY HOOD (chemists) were working on the cultivation of food for the World. Even the names they had given the new foods sounded intriguing: Fungi Fingers, Algai Pie, and Seaweed Succotash. The key to good workers is good recreation. That night I attended a basketball game featuring the home town team, the Neponwet Drip-Dries. The contest was a close one. As the all-star player, ROGER CANNON, pumped in the winning basket, my attention was directed to the near-hysterical coach on the sidelines. I looked again. Sure enough! It was my old friend and classmate, JOE ROBINSON. Although being near wet blankets has never appealed to me, I did spend the night in Neponwet. The next morning as I was finning my way back to the submarine, I passed a large group of people. Maybe there’s a story here , I thought, so I stopped to investigate. I discovered a ground-breaking ceremony in process. The master of ceremonies for the occasion was the mayor of that wet city—Chuck Blake. Making notes for the occasion were his secretaries, NANCY KAISER and NANCY MILLER, inseparable as ever. Watching all the proceedings was the chief land excavator, GREG STETSON. Must hurry , I thought to myself. My, what a day this has been. I must return again to Neponwet soon. 14 Myrna Burnett