Nokomis High School - Old Nokomis Yearbook (Nokomis, IL)

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Senior Statistics Favorite Food Prized Possession Legacy—I will to Ambition Omelet My hair Norma Arkebauer, my diet Marry a millionaire Chicken LeRoy’s Buick Mabel Miller, my Pepsodent smile Woman aviator Avocadoes Ring Mary Ann B., my pleasing personality Model Cherry Pie The Cool Jewel Bill Weir, my precious test tubes Jumping bean salesman Beans Jim Faye Barr, my place on the honor roll Become Mrs. Kettelkamp Milk shakes Insurance policy Van Houten, my ability to drive Own a new “Stude” Catsup and pork “Beany” and my ring Anybody, my ability to bowl Raise little Beanies Shrimp cocktail A certain someone Mary Lou De Werff, my brains Become a hunter Avocadoes My Mercury Jean B., my constant gabbing Get married!! Jello salad and whipped cream My Mother Donna Menapace, a muffler Be a doctor Barbeques Car Some innocent Jr., my grades in bookkeeping Be a Marine Olives Martha Shirley H., my slimness Bathing beauty Chop suey The ‘Stude’ oilburner Jerry R., my wonderful voice Bum Italian spaghetti Paul The Geometry Class, my figure to study Housewife Pie Class ring Lee V., my girl, Irene Night club owner Cheeseburgers The “Truck” Some freshman, my hay fever Wrestler Salami Car keys Judy W., my affection Work at the Grand in St. Louis Bananas My education N.T.H.S., my sister, Judy, for the next two years Marry a farmer Peanut butter and dill pickles Butterball Dolly K., my clean gvm clothes Marry a wealthy rancher Steak and onions Carl Arlis M., my red hair Be president of Johnson Johnson Catsup Hardtop convertible Carroll H., my ability of bragging up the Ford Actor NINETEEN

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Senior Statistics Name Favorite Song Pet Saying Favorite Pastime Mary Marley Give Me More and More of Your Kisses Holy Cow! Sleeping Donna Miller Because of You Now jump, Dorothy Dancing Merilyn Morgan Trust in Me Are you all right? Listening to radio Bernard Murphy Ten Little Bottles Well, all right Collecting guns Darlene McConiga Always Well, Scottie Lottie Dates Gerald O’Malley Roll Me Over Huh!!! Collecting pencils Norma Rine Confess Hey, Miss Lamb Going with Beany Charlene Rose Deep Purple It’s slurpy Writing letters Marjorie Rupe Tell Me Why Oh, dear Writing letters Betty Sanders Anytime Gosh, I don’t know Running around Dale Seagle Marines’ Hymn What’s your hurry? Going to town Jane Scribner Too Young Oh, my gosh Working to get out of work Sonny Shoemaker Too Old to Cut The Mustard Stupid farmers!! Pleasing the teachers Gertrude Short Cry Hi, kids Writing letters to Paul Bill Singler Good-night, Irene Know what I mean? 4-H Club work Jerry Smalley Arkansas State Song Ahem!! Mapping out Taylorville Charles Tester Cold, Cold Heart It doesn’t matter Eating banana splits Jeannette Weaver The Man I Love That’s for darn sure! Being with Willie Marlene Weber Clair de Lune Never!! Teasing “Ollie” Mickey Wilson Can’t Help Loving That Man What time is it? Being with Carl Bob Wolters Object of My Affection Whoops!! Racing EIGHTEEN

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Senior Reminiscences In Popular 51-'52 Songs “Oh, What a Beautiful Morning” it was when we entered the spacious halls of N. T. H. S. “Tell Me Why,” even as freshmen, we had to “Sound Off” and make ourselves a “Bushel and a Peck” of trouble. “Take Me Back” to those wonderful days when we were “Too Young” to know which direction our “Wheel of Fortune” would point. Through the “Blue and White Christmas (es)” of our frosh summer we emerged into the “Undecided” soph period. From “Slow Poke(s)” and “To Sleep Again” in English classes we graduated to the age when we began thinking about “Love.” It wasn’t the “Little White Cloud That Cried” that formed “Moonlight Bay” but “Crocodile Tears” from students who flunked. Our class will be “Unforgettable” in their achievements in athletics and academics. We stood out in “Dominoe(s)” and in the science department gathering knowledge of “How High the Moon” is and all about “Old Smoky” and “Shrimp Boats.” Of course several stumbled along the way and thought they saw “Putty Tats” and were sent to “Mocking Bird Hill,” home for the mentally ill. “Detour” was what they advised us as we registered for our junior year. Our motto was “Give Me an (A) to Build a Dream On.” Is it a “Sin” to “Cry” over so many events which kept us on the top of the social ladder? Through classes of history studying “Bermuda” and spending all day “Down Yonder” in the “Ag” department several of us finally found our “One and Only,” the one we never say “Dance Me Loose” to. We boarded “Mule Train” for the final successful era of our elaborate high school career. “Be My Life’s Companion” for “You’re the One” “I Wanna Play House With” until your “Cold, Cold Heart” melts and causes the showers for a “Garden in the Rain” was our theme. Our prayer was “Please, Mr. Sun,” make that “June Night” come quickly. As our gift to N. T. H. S. to preserve the favorable memories of us, we pledge to fix that “Syncopated Clock” in the assembly which starts school at least 15 minutes early. So farewell, underclassmen, for when the “Blue of the Night Meets the Gold of the Day,” “We’ll Come Back to You”! “Auf Wiedersehen.”—S. S. It is gone with the wind! Those four years are past That we spent here at school, But they always will last In the memories of those, Each girl and each boy, Who have shared in the Studies, the hardships, the joy. Those years have a meaning From the start to the end And though they live on— They are gone with the wind! Maxine. TWENTY