New Troy High School - Trojans Yearbook (New Troy, MI)

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ass Play The Senior Class was happy to present Seventeen Is Terrific, a three act comedy by Esther E. Olson. The play was about a boy named Chuck Allenby, who needed 35.00 in order to take his girlfriend, Ginny, to the Spring Dance. He tried several ways of trying to get the money, and after failing several times, he finally succeeded in getting the money, and everything turned out all right. The Cast was: Dr. Allenby - a dentist .... ...... Grandma - the Doctor's mother-in-law . Hannah Hawks - the hired girl . . . . . . Chuck Allenby - a boy who was always Barbie Allenby - his sister . . . Janie Allenby - another sister . Billie Allenby - baby brother . . Patsy Gardner - a neighbor girl ....... Nancy Pomeroy - Barbie's girl friend . . Hugo Jarvis - a sophisticated youth . . George Bennett - friend of Chuck . . Ginny Grant - Chuck's girl friend . . . getting into trouble . . . Bert Swanson Caryle Anderson . . Joyce Sorget . . Richard Ryden . . . Kay Skinner . . Virginia Hauch . . . Ed Forrester Pauline Freehling . Janice Saurbier . . . Ron Schuch . . . Gene Johnson . . . Delores Dinges GIVE ME THAT TOWEL ! ! ONE BIG HAPPY FAMILY ! !

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Senior Histor What proud and arrogant freshies we were on that memorable day in Sep- tember, 1951, when we first entered New Troy'smysterious upper grades. Ignorant of the joys and sorrows which were to be ours, thinking only that at last we had reached a long-sought goal -- High School -- we held our heads high and cared little what others thought. But oh, too soon, it seemed, we realized that our already acquired knowledge was small, that there was greater work to be done! The arrogance of the 42 members ofthat Freshman Class soon turned to meekness, when we found out that the others in the high school considered us just the LOWLY freshmen. Our class President that year was Ron Schuchg our worthy Advisor was Mr. Vernon Schultz. When at last we became sophomores, we possessed all the pride of the graduating seniors. No longer could folks call us green , We had made friend- ships, and many of us felt we were capable of assuming any responsibility which our school might put on us. New activities caught our interest. This year our class.,Advisor was Mrs. Wirth, and our President was Elaine Wallenberg. When the time came for us to become juniors, we suddenly realized that half of our high school life had gone by. Where we did not know -- the days had passed so quickly. Our class membership had dwindled to a mere 37. Some of our classmates had left school for good, while others had moved someplace else, and were furthering their education. Our big event this year was the Prom, put on by us in honor of the graduating seniors. We also had a big drive to sell magazines, which was our largest money- making venture. It was quite a success. This year we became more familiar with many of the seniors, looking up to them with envy, and anticipating the day when we might assume their title. At last it came. We were Seniors. Our last year has seemed the busiest of them all. First we elected our class officers and advisor. Our President was again Elaine ,.Wallenberg, who had been our president since our sophomore year. Our class advisor was Mrs. Galbreath, who had been of great help to the class in her advisory capacity, and also as a very fine teacher, through both our junior and senior years. She was untiring in her efforts to have a nice prom when we were juniors, and as director of our class play in our senior year she spent much time and effort to make this play a success. On April 29 the Class of 1956 held a prom in our honor at the Whitcomb Hotel, in St. Joseph, on a beautiful evening. Our senior trip, to New York and Washington, was tenatively scheduled for sometime in Aprilg this was an out- standing event in our high school life. Baccalaureate was held on May 22. We knew our days here at Troy were fast drawing to an end, never to come again. We ended our school days with a class night program. We knew we were high school students for the last time. At eight o'clock sharp on the evening of May 25 we marched down the aisle to the platform. This was the completion of many years of effort by the 33 Seniors, and when we received our diplomas it was all ended, save the memories. The next day the school picnic was held, and on Friday we made our last visit to the school to pick up our report cards. As we go, we leave many friends, some never to see again, familiar sights, and many fine teachers, however we still have our memories to live with us forever. During our stay at New Troy we had our share of good times, and also times when it seemed like we just couldn't get ahead. However, everything turned out quite well in the end.

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THE CLASS OF '55 AS SEEN IN '65 Here it is, 1965, and the class reunion and dinner we had planned at graduation has arrived. We had just finished the decorating when the former Pauline Freehl- ing and her husband Tom arrived. They had just come back from their gorilla- hunting expedition to Africa -- we hope they had a nice trip. Next to arrive was that fearless, world-faznous lion trainer, Eddie Mensinger. Right after Ed came Joyce Sorgetg she is now the head matron of a reform school in Rhode Island. Ron Schuch just drove up in his 1965 Cadillac, he is now a great television an- nouncer -- it seems he ran Marty Faye out of business. Now that everyone has arrived let us go and find out what the rest of the Class of '55 are now doing. Shirley Lane and Nancy Weaver came all the way from North Carolina, where they have their own tobacco farm. Delores Dinges now runs a style shop, and husband Gene J olmson has his own shoe factory so that he won't have so much trouble obtaining size 14 shoes. Jim Richardson and Fred Briggs have a contract for redesigning Studebaker's automobiles -- have you seen the longer, wider, more expensive model? The new art instructor at the New Troy University is none other than Pat Ainsworth. Kay Skinner ma.rried someone named Jim, they are now in the process of raising their own football team, eleven boys -- Kay seems to have forgotten that they're cheaper by the dozen. The former Janet Pazder and husband Bill Baney flew in from the upper peninsula. When he is not chasing butterflies for the Sawyer National Museum, Bill manages a resort in upper Michigan. What's this? Barbara Krieger, named Miss Lonely Heart of 1965, drove down from the mammoth city of Bridgman to join the party. At the same table as Barb we see Dick Ryden and Caryle Anderson, the skating team of Ryden and Ryden, who have come from Chicago, where they are performing in the Ice Capades. Next to them we see Bert Swanson, the great wrestler known the world over as the Dirty Bird! Standing by the punch bowl with Gene Johnson we see Bob Woodrick, who now owns a mule farm in Texas -- his Ford just wasn't fast enough. Virginia Hauch and her husband, Don, drove up all the way from Arkansas. Virginia is a model for the FARMER'S GAZETTE. Jon Haman, who is well-known as an excellent photographer, has been taking pictures of our re- union all evening -- except when he joins Gene and Bob at the punch bowl. We had hoped that he would take moving pictures, but he left his movie camera in his customized '65 Ford station wagon. The food for the dinner will be provided by some of our former classmates. The former Mary Wharton and her husband, who live on a potato farm, were only happy to furnish us with potatoes. The fine fish we are having was provided by the one and only Louie's Fish Market -- Lou Golob, that is. The milk was pro- vided by Rich Haroff, who owns a huge dairy farm on the outskirts of the city of Glendora. To make the meal complete, we will finish with watermelons from Ed Forrester's farm, in Arkansas. After-dinner entertainment will be furnished by the famous Paris Can- Can land they surely canj dancers. They are Lois Rakow, Jean Benke, Ruth Hildebrant, Pat Ackerman, Mary Ann Korbelic, and Elaine Wallenberg. They will be accompanied by Janice Saurbier's all boy orchestra. Now that we have seen and talked to everyone, let's get on withthat dinner we have been talking about and waiting for. Our program chairman, Marlene Bross, is getting impatient.