North Salem High School - Echo Yearbook (North Salem, IN)

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Class Will We, the Senior Class of North Salem High School, being in sound mind and memory, do on this 15th day of February of the year 1950, take this opportunity to will our most prized possessions to the teachers and fellow students of our school. TEACHERS To the Faculty, we will them a bottle of Hadacol to give them back their strength. JUNIORS To the Juniors, we will them the right to use our noisy lockers. SOPHOMORES To the Sophomores, we will them our place on the basketball team and our place serving lunch. FRESHMEN To the Freshmen we will our dignity. To The Under Graduates I, Juanita Lee, will my height to Louise McDonald. I, Eleanor Boston, hereby will and bequeath my English ability to Miriam Roth, my love letters and compact from Bill to Patty Klein. I, Betty Davidson, will my weight to Patty Frazier. I, Marhadel Wiles, will my job as telephone operator to Lenora Courtney and my ability to keep out of trouble to Joe Neff. I, Barbara Simon, will my ability of daydreaming to Patricia Porter and to Louise McDonald the right to date the college boys that she mentioned in my prophecy. I, Joan Lee, will my blonde hair to Wendell I-liland and dark shell rimmed glasses to Irene Woodrum. I, Sara Heady, will my natural curly hair to Clyda Brock and my height to Jean Livesay. I, Earl Hicks, will my basketball ability to Dick Anderson and my ability to get along with the girls to Dudie Van. I, Joan Pritchett, will my shortness and dumpy figure to Jim Blackmore. I, Don Ward, being of sound mind and health, will and bequeath my position as student manager to anyone who will take it. I, Bill Owens, being of sound mind, bequeath Denny Wilson my parking space in front of the school building and my ability to get along with the girls to Wendell Hiland. I, Jim Wilson, being of sound mind and body, do hereby will my ability to trade Fords to Richard Wilson also my locker to Joe Neff. I, Bob Meyers will my position on the basketball team to anybody who can make it and my locker for banging when class is going on to Wendell Hiland. ll

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When school opened in the fall of 1946 there were fifteen Freshmen. The faculty for this year was as follows: Dale E. Brock, principal, Roy Jones, Elsie Thompson, Esther Rice, Roberta Miles, Ralph Bunton, and June Kloster. Mrs. Kloster was our sponsor for this year, Earl Hicks was our only new student for this year. We lost William Vann, Kenneth Freeman, and Leon Hicks. At the opening of school in 1947 there were fourteen pupils enrolled. This year we were on the other end of the initiation. Mr. Ralph Bunton was our coach this year. Don Ward joined us and Patty Hamblen withdrew. Mrs. Esther Rice was our sponsor. When school opened in 1948 we were jolly Juniors. Mrs. Elsie Thompson was our sponsor Eleanor Boston, Phyllis Ronk, and Bill Owens joined us. Later in the year we lost Claude Westerfield and Phyllis. Our play, Don't Look Now , was a great success. We also enter- tained thxe Seniors at a reception in the Civic Theater in Indianapolis. Our faculty this year was--Mr. Harbison, principal: Mrs. Thompson, our sponsorg Mrs. Kloster, Mr. Bunton, Mrs. Bales, and Mrs. Rice. When school opened in 1949, we were dignified Seniors. We sold cards, wrapping paper, napkins, and gave a play, Simple Simon Simple , to make money for our Senior expenses. The Juniors gave us a very nice reception this year. On May 7, 1950, our Baccalaureate was held in the Methodist Church. Reverend Chester Hanson was our speaker. On May 12, 1950, our graduation exercises were held in the high school auditorium. The speaker was Reverend Amos L. Boren, minister of the Pleasant Run Parkway Church. We were dressed in blue caps and gowns. Those classmates who went 'all twelve years together were Joan Pritchett, Marthadel Wiles, Betty Davidson, Juanita Lee, and Jim Wilson. ' Farewell Seniors Seniors, you high school days are now in the past. It is too late to ask yourself, Am I making the most of my opportunities? However now is the time to resolve to make the most of the opportunities ahead of you and to seize those that will raise you to a higher level and to pass by those which would drag you down. 'During your school days have you shown the traits of co-operation, dependability, initiative, sportsmanship, and square dealing? Those with whom you come in contact are looking for the same traits in you, whether you go to advanced schools or into a job. As teachers we can no longer go with you but if you will now use some of the lessons we have tried to bring to you in the classroom, we shall feel that you are ready to meet the challenge of life with a clear head and a willing hand. When you go through that door marked push may you find happiness and success. 10

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Class Prophecy It is February 27, 1975 and the championship game of Indiana is about to begin. The North Salem Blue Devils and Barnyard Cats, the two top ranking teams of Indiana, are about to clash forces. This being such an important game, I though Iwould go and see it and by chance see some of my old schoolmates who graduated in 1950. The auditorium was beginning to fill with people as I stood in line to get my ticket. While I was waiting in line I turned around and my gaze fell upon that famous football star, Bill Owens. As you know after leaving high school Bill went to Notre Dame and played four years of college football. Then he came back to North Salem and captured the heart of Patty Klein and married her. He is now retired and he and his wife are living in Paultucket trying to raise their sixteen children. As I shoved my way into the auditorium I was startled to hear someone Say, Tickets please . I raised my eyes and there before me stood a slim, handsome, distinguished man, He said, Hello, don't you remember me ? l'm Don Ward. I asked Don how he had ever gotten so slim, fsince I had a little extra weight myselfl, and he said he worked for the Rye Krisp Company and after twenty years of employment there his boss convinced him to try the Rye Krisp reducing plan. Now instead of trying to get rid of weight Don says he is trying to get rid of the girls that are always chasing him. y I was trying to find a seat and who should holler and wave at me but the former Betty Davidson, now married to Vernal Leathers. As we chatted along, I learned that Betty had liked English so well in high school under her teacher, Mrs. Thompson, that she had decided she would take up teaching. She is teaching English at North Salem where her twin daughters are attending the third grade. I finally found a seat but before I could sit down I was tapped on the back by a skinny, raw-boned young man whom I didn't recognize at first. It finally came to me that this was the powerful Jim Wilson who had graduated with me. He then told me that he had been married to Norma Bruneless but had divorced her after their fourth child and had turned the children over to some organization. He is now working as a hod carrier for the Will Make It Stick Construction Company. Since my seat was now taken I decided I would go buy me a sack of popcorn before I looked farther. Ihappened to run into Earl Hicks, the most famous of all the basketball players of his time. He told me that he had married Janet Owens from Jamestown upon graduation and he and his wife had then gone to Poker Flat, Texas where he is a professional gambler. Just then I felt some sharp teeth sink into my leg. Bonnie said Never mind, it is just one of the kids sharpening his teeth. I finally found a seat on the twelfth row of the bleachers and I sat down to watch this important game. At the start of the game North Salem got the first two points. Just then someone started breathing down my neck. I turned around and what did I see? A big batch of bushy red hair. ljust about dropped when I saw that the red hair belonged to Bob Meyers. We started talking then and he told me he had become an electrical engineer because his wife, the former Shirley Hilt, thought it was a good paying job, and believe me he really needs plenty of money to feed the mouths of his eleven children. 12