Onarga Township High School - Onarquois Yearbook (Onarga, IL)

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HAROLD WARNS That very quiet boy who doesn’t spend much time with any thing but food. ROSADELE SIEBERT The girl whose favorite song is still “Jim . G. A. A.: 1. 2. 3. 4 Heme Ec. Club: 1, 2. 3, 4 Chorus: 2. 3 Onarquois: 2 Narghi News: 2 Thespian: 2. 3, 4 Class V. Pres.: 3 Onarquois: 1. 2 ROY WHITE The Seniors are really bad, they’re evar. got a boogie” man. Narghi News: 3. 4 Ornarquois: 3, 4 N. Y. A.: 2, 3. 4 Thespian: 3. 4

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LEWIS OSTERBUR The mighty Senior President who isn’t much of a ladies’ man but he does like a certain Jr. girl. Football: 1. 2. 3. 4 Basketball: 4 Baseball: 2. 3. 4 Track: 1 Chorus: 1, 2. 3. 4 Onarqucis: 1. 2 Narghi News: 2. 3. 4 Class Pres.: 4 KATHLEEN REYNOLDS Nickname “Kathy” the girl who finds the Great Lakes very interesting. Chorus: 1. 2. 3. 4 G. A. A.: 1. 2, 3. 4 Home Ec. Club: 1, 2. 3. 4 Thespian: 3. 4 Narghi News: 2. 3 Onarquois Staff: 2, 3 Cheerleader: 3 BETTIE RUSSELL That Senior basketball player who is still interested in O.M.S. Home Ec. Club: 1. 2. 3. 4 G. A. A.: 1. 2. 3. 4 Onarquois: 2 Thespians: 3. 4 Chorus: 1. 2, 3. 4

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.THE ’43 ONARQUOIS SENIORS or Future Features CLASS HISTORY As our old teacher would say to her classes on the first day of school, quote, “If you were to go up in an airplane and fly over the United States, you would see hundreds of boys and girls starting for their first day of school.” So was the case in Onarga back in 1931. Well, maybe there weren’t hundreds but there were 41. 41 little - - - trotting off for their first day of school life and all with the burning desire—not to become great scholars, but to get their hands on that big merry-go-round at recess. Our first grade. Here we learned to spell our names and proved it on every available piece of paper. Miss Cain, our teacher, saw to it that we knew our alphabet and also how to count to one hundred without getting lost around 60. The next two years proved very little if anything. Outside of turning out a bunch of hepcats in the second grade known as the Rhythm Band and our black-faced stage production in the third, nothing happened. As a matter of fact, we found that they didn’t even bother to keep our records. I could mention that Bettie Russell joined us in the second grade and that our teachers were Miss Trotter, now Mrs. D. L. Reed, and Miss Black who is now Mrs. Winston Cultra------remember, Duane? As 1934 rolled around most of us were regretting that we had ever heard that little poem that went “First grade - babies Second grade - tots”. Yes we were now in the fourth grade and - - - how would you like to be called that? Here we developed a slight case of what might be called the “big-head”. You see, our room was the largest — so it was used for all of the programs. Yep, we got to see all of ’em. Say, remember all those old songs Miss Wand taught us? For the first time most of us discovered that we couldn’t sing. Moving on now, let’s see, 3—4—Oh yes, 5. Here Mary Kinrade and Ferris Crozier joined us. Miss Dunlap took over the duties of our instructor and she made it quite clear that “Dunlap” was spelled with an “n”. Kee-ver must have some fond memories of the fifth grade, for it was here that he was given his first glimpse (that was all—just a glimpse—that’s all he needed) of that—instrument of correction. Just what did that hose look like Lefty? Now for the sixth grade and our first Phys. Ed. For most of us it turned out to be just phys. Miss Yaw tried her best to make artists out of us, but it was no use. Joyce Kilmer might have thought trees beautiful but I’ll bet he never drew one.