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

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First Row (front to back): Charlene Stephens, Frances Zeedyk, Edward Forrest, Paul Fryer, Assistant-Sponsor, Miss Boyd. Second Row: Peggy Tilstra, Marge Homer, Warren Peters. Third Row: Wilma Wulff, Neil Talbert, Ronald Decker, Norma Short, Sponsor, Mr. Seaney. Not in picture: Betty Henry. Marge “love ’em all” Homer—The Juniors’ little Pride and Joy. Paul “Cutie” Fryer—The Junior who has never been known to stay serious more than 2 seconds. Neil “Tab” Talbert—The Frank-not-so-hotra of our class. Frances “Dark Eyes” Zeedyk — At first we thought she was bashful, but— Warren “Muscles” Peters—Our football representative. Peggy “Peg” Tilstra—Cute and always laughing. Wilma “Bashful” Wulff—Quiet, maybe, but hard working. Norma “Red” Short—One red-head who doesn’t have a temper. Edward “Shorty” Forrest—Gets the car but— where are the girls? Charleen “Good-natured” Stephens — The girl from the country who is always joking. Betty “no noise” Henry — Betty’s motto is: Silence is golden. Now that you have met our little class, I suppose you want to know something about them. Well, in spite of our few members we did many things. We sold pencils, pins, popcorn, pop, and other things to raise money for the Junior-Senior prom. We put on a Junior play. Many of us were in the Thespian play. Three of the four characters of the Contest play were Juniors. Our class president was Marge Homer: Vice-President, Neil Talbert; Treasurer, Sam Henegar; Secretary, Betty Lou Price. But we were soon “Fresh out of” secretaries and treasurers. Sam joined the Navy and Betty Lou had to leave school because of her mother’s illness. We let Mr. Seaney, one of our class sponsors, take over the treasury, and Miss Boj'd automatically became secretary. They didn’t do bad for beginners. We also have many of our members in chorus and band. On the whole the Junior class, although small, has been well represented in this year’s school activities. ,

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have now opened their own dancing academy in St. Louis, Boles and Boles Incorporated. They are attending the carnival to give a display of exhibition dancing. They have originated a new step called the Virginia Reel Stomp. Going on farther I hear squeals of delight and see a large group of bobby-soxers surrounding a tall blonde man m a brigi.t green sports coat. Moving closer I see it is none other than our old classmate Barney Brantley who has replaced Frank Sinatra and his swoon crooning with Irish ballads and a boogie beat. He says he owes his success to the days he spent warbling in the halls at O. T. H. S. during the 2 minute interval between periods. Moving along I see what looks as if it were a parade of giants but is really the former Martha Greiner and her five children (quintuplets, no less). They are only 10 years old but have already reached the remarkable height of 6 ft. 5 in. and are still growing. The state is supporting her as she divorced her husband on “cnarges of mental cruelty.” On leaving her I notice a neat, rather dignified lady who I thought looked like June Hahne. While talking to her she informs me that she has just ccme back after 5 years in India doing missionary work trying to get the natives there to stop biting their fingernails. When I ask her wny she cnose this work a:.d never married, she telis me that she waited 5 years to get the right man to propose, but after that time she gave it up as a lost cause and entered her present work. Sne says the Deirey Daily Bugle has been trying to get her to write a column in the paper on “Advice to the Lovelorn.” With her work on the “Narghi News” in high school and her own experiences as background, she is seriously thinking of taking this position. When I ask her if she has seen any of her other classmates, she says while she was passing through Gilman she noticed two funeral parlors next door to each other. Thinking this rather queer she started to investigate and found that her two former classmates Beverly Russell and Beverly Sumrall were operating the new one. They said their one hope was to run the Reilly Brothers out of business. They have a new high-powered ambulance which will enable them to get to the dead bodies before the Reillys have a chance. Marilyn informs me that she talked to Burt Keever in St. Louis. She says he has a peanut vending machine on the corner of Dead End and Back Alley streets. His biggest business asset is his booming voice singing his own compositions written about his peanuts. He tried unsuccessfully to break into the St. Louis Civic Opera and then was forced to go into business for himself. We turned around to find a slim smartly dressed woman and recognized her as LaVerne Reiter. She is a very successful criminal lawyer now and not a bit like our old classmate. When I ask her how she happened to choose this work, she tells me that she had married a professional jewel thief. After thinking up so many alibis for h.m she became quite adept at the job. When I asked how she overcame her shyness, she replied that she spent 4 years in Mllse. Renee’s School for Attractive But Shy Young Ladies. LaVerne told me that her old friend Colleen is now the owner and manager of a Theatrical Boarding house in Louisville, Kentucky. Colleen tried to go on the stage as a bubble dancer, but she went broke buying bubbles, so she married the man who was in the act after her, “Les and His Trained Seal.” She opened the Boarding House to make some money since soon after their marriage the seal got sick and died leaving them nothing but a rubber ball, a seal coat, and some dead fish. The next classmate I recognize is Elsie Wright. She says she will be the featured accompanist on Morris B. Sachs and Kenneth G. Sterrenberg’s amateur hour. Since she has had to accompany so many of the young artists at O. T. H. S. she feels quite capable of the job. She says if she makes a success of this, Kenny is going to help sponsor her own program which she will call the “Hour of Harm”. She says that LaVerne Price is quite a successful business man now. He has his own Fur Shop in Waukegan. He does all the trapping, curing, and sewing himself, so you can see his styles are quite exclusive, and his profits are all clear except for what it costs him for thread and shotgun shells. Seeing a well-dressed couple standing near me I see that it is the former Veda Mae Ebert and her new husband Ernie. They just got married last week as they were waiting for Vete to make a success of her dressdesigning shop. Ernie has decided to quit his job at T O and devote his time to modeling his wife’s new creations. Looking around again, I recognize Marion Ingersoll who tells us she is now one of the “400” at Lockport. She says she has not found her man yet but she is still shopping around. She says that after waiting for 9 years for Leslie to get home on leave she has finally given up hope. Coming in the door late again I see Wilma Krause. Stopping to talk to her a minute I find that she is now Dean of Cusator’s Military Riding Academy at Chatsworth. As her eyes filled with tears she admitted to me that the five little Cusators were using the horses all the time, and thus they had not been able to make much profit. Well, it is getting near 11 o’clock and time for old people to be in bed so I better take the hint and leave you folks. Good night!!

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Sophomore Class First Row: Elsie Theesfeld, Beverly Colebank, Chancey McFadden, Roy Ficklin, David Siebert, Charles Krause, Kenneth Legan, Kenneth Palmer. Second Row: Betty Postell, Margaret Kanosky, Ina Dickenson, Gene Sheppeiman, Billy Patterson, Glen DuVall, Robert Lee. Third Row: Mary Cox, Nora Lewis, Gene Myers, Wendell Orr, James Harris, Sponsor, Mr. Aiken. Fourth Row: Elizabeth Peters, Marietta Scott, Doris Lindsay, Margaret Tilstra, Donna Lindsay, Glendora Grcn.er, Shirley DeFries. Not in picture: Assistant-Sponsor, Mrs. Cox, Norma Jimison. “We are the sophomores, the Onarga sophomores, everywhere we go—people want to know what we are, so we tell them’’: Among our pigskin braves, our first team letter men were Gene “Donna” Meyers, that’s what I like about the South. David “Sieb” Siebert, they used to call him “Dope”. Wendell “Windie” Orr, our big chief, (president, you dope); Roy “Sonny” Ficklin, his mother calls him moonshine; Boyd “Noisy” Harrs, bored (board) with life; Kenny “Tennessee Jed” Legan, got him—dead center; Bob “huba huba” Lee, oh that sister of mine!; Buddy “Ears” McFadden: Glen “Lard” DuVall, the thin man; Kenny “Oh that Latin” Palmer; Charles “Cecil Krause”, guess my weight; Gene “88 keyes” Sheppleman; and Bill “Pat” Patterson, always talking. That winds up the braves (and most of them are wound up)! Not excluding our squaws, ahem, but including Beverly ‘Bugs” Colebank, Jovial Seaman (Jolly Sailor); Elizabeth “A girl” Peters; Donna “Gene” Lindsay, G not J; Doris “Ditto” Lindsay, they’re in a rut: Marietta “Scotty” Scott, who hails from Gilman, Grr!; Margaret “Queeny” Kanosky who was our queen for carnival; Betty “Watseka” Postell, nuff said; Norma “Jimmie” Jimison; Ina ?? Dickenson, silent type, oh shovel, shovel; Elsie “oh gee” Theesfeld. a swell kid; Nora “Smiles” Lewis; Mary “Yea team” Cox, my achin’ back: Margaret “My” Tilstra, the long and the short of it; Shirley “Two gun” DeFries, back in the saddle again; and Glendora “Sis” Greiner, ya-ta-ta- ya-ta-ta. They all did their part in G.A.A., F.H.A., Library, Thespians, and chorus to make our class especially active. Last but not least were our able sponsors, Mr. Wayne “Coach” Aiken and Mrs. Norma “Ricky tick” Cox, who got enough the first semester! McFadden, Siebert, and Myers resided on the hardwood first team. Cheering them on was Mary Cox, cheerleader. Our class was very active contributing members to all organizations. Signed, sealed and delivered by: President, Wendell Orr. Vice-President, Beverly Colebank. Secretary, Norma Jimison. Treasurer, Margaret Kanosky.