Pittsfield High School - Saukee Yearbook (Pittsfield, IL)

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THE SAUKEE POW WOW OF 51 It's o grand day tor the Saukee Indian Pow-wow. The Seniors of '51 have worked hard in preparing and planning this event which will mean, perhaps for many alumni, the first visit home since their graduation in '41. The original square still stands, bordered by prosperous stores. The real change is in the expansion of the business district which has extended for two blocks, in a line completely surrounding the square. Every building is entirely masked by a false front, made for this occasion. Some appear as wigwams, some grass huts, others as covered wagons. Although the day is early, huge crowds are gathering in the courtyard. Every one is wearing a colorful Indian costume. The crowd is in a gay mood as one can judge from the cheers and bursts of laughter. Not an automobile is in sight. Covered wagons, horses, carts and dogs fill the streets which have been covered over by an old-fashioned corduroy road of logs. As we stand here looking at this array of celebration we see people grouping together. Perhaps a short stroll through the park would prove quite interesting. Here's a group of prosperous looking gentlemen. Why, it’s Joe Bennett, Yale Bridgman, Herb Brokaw, Alfred Dunham, Virgil Ervin, Lawrence Keith, Ernest Springer, Lloyd Potter, and Gene Voyles. The virtues of scientific agriculture are being expounded by Dean Robert Kern from the University of Illinois. From their comments we gather that all the problems of farming are finally solved. They certainly appear satisfied. However, we won't stop to talk as we'll see all of them at the dance tonight. My, My! Here's a group of fine young warriors. They have such a militaristic bearing. We'll have to inquire into the nature of this. Hello—it's none other than representatives from our nation's Army and Navy. There's Hubert Butler who's a First Lieutenant in the Army; L. L. Deam, an admiral; Floyd Ruble, an ensign in the Navy; Winfred Ruble and Guy Smith both airplane pilots with their mechanics, William Stone and Chester Sutton. Here is a group of charming young ladies. I wonder what makes the light so bright? It must be—yes it is, the diamonds. Let's see who all is in this group. There s Rowena (Ator) Yaeger, Mardell (Hancock) Bergman, Helen (Killebrew) Loyd, and Dora (McGlauchlin) Davis. Perhaps we'll meet the husbands at a later date. Caughlan Comments'1—This must be Wesley's own paper. We might go in and snoop about for awhile. Why, here's a whole lot of people we know. Cleon Galloway is just leaving. I guess he's hot on the trail of a story. And here's Leo Leahr who writes these beautiful articles on Advice to the Lovelorn . Yes, and here is Dean Niebur who writes those play-by-play discussions. It seems he features that vivacious Bonna Ree Borrowman, the famous sportswoman. She just signed a five-year contract to play softball with the Notional Women's Team. Then there's Marietta McCartney who is in United Europe now gathering material for her series of articles on the downfall of Hitler. Of course! There's Eleanor Belknap, the gossip editor. There's no time to talk around here, so we will move along. Here's a new store. Such a beautiful women's shop! Oooh, such glamorous models! That must be the owner, but heavens! It's a man! Why it's Orville Lawson. That scrumptuous blonde model must be Billie Howard, and there’s a very stunning model, Mary Katherine Riley. Yes, Geraldine Hassett is his seamstress, after Miss Mary Lou Sanderson does the designing. Quite a staff of girls. Tsk, tsk. We'd better hurry along before he tries to sell us something. Anything to get a model in action, is his motto. What, Ho! Something s gone wrong. There goes a horse-drawn cart bumping down the street! It's the doctor and his nurses. They have stopped now. Well! What a quaint scene. We're in Haddock's Butcher Shop. I guess Herbie has run Twenty-eight

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CLASS WILL OF 1941 I, Mary June Little, do will and bequeath my dislike for red-haired girls to Betty Browning. I, Fred Earl Long, do will and bequeath my ability to sleep so peacefully in class to Charles Barber. I, Katherine Lovell, do will and bequeath my dark eyes to Dora Lee Main. I, Mildred Lowe, do will and bequeath my interest in dramatics to Carroll Shinn. I, Raymond Loyd, do will and bequeath my ability to jitterbug to Junior Barkley. I, Marietta McCartney, do will and bequeath my ability to hitch-hike to whomever can use it. I, Mona Lee McConnell, do will and bequeath my interest in Newburg to Barbara Wells. I, Betty Mays, do will and bequeath my interest in bookkeeping to George Nichol. I, Dean Niebur, do will and bequeath my interest in the opposite sex to Jesse Norton. I, Anna Lee Nicholson, do will and bequeath my place in the sextette to Genevieve Hoover. I, Edna Peecher, do will and bequeath my studious manner to Paul Edgar Stilwell. I, Lloyd Potter, do will and bequeath my wavy hair to Walton Lowry. I, Dale Ramsey, do will and bequeath my long eyelashes to Warren Lowe. I, Mary Katherine Riley, do will and bequeath my gentleness to Joe Bagby. I, Bob Rowe, do will and bequeath my artistic ability to Maxine Sweet. I, Floyd Ruble, do will and bequeath my car to anyone who can drive it. I, Winfred Ruble, do will and bequeath my ability to wink at girls to Leo Norton. I, Mary Lou Sanderson, do will and bequeath my dark brown eyes to Betty Renoud. I, Maxine Schafer, do will and bequeath my long blonde hair to Katherine Riley. I, Verna Mae Shepherd, do will and bequeath my interest in Camp Point to no one. I, Hayes Smart, do will and bequeath my China license to Johnson Stilwell. I, Ada Smith, do will and bequeath my prize Rocky to Rose Batz. I, Beulah Smith, do will and bequeath my bashful boy friend to Imogene Cannon. I, Evelyn Smith, do will and bequeath my vitality to Joe Tucker I, Gaile Smith, do will and bequeath my job to Dean Robinson. I, Guy Smith, do will and bequeath my dark complexion to Junior Leatherman. I, Ronald Smith, do will and bequeath my job as manager of the football team to Raymond Windmiller. I, Ernest Springer, do will and bequeath my nickname Iron Man to Jimmy Berthelsen. I, Glen Dale Steers, do will and bequeath my killer-diller way with the girls to Leon McFadden. We, Wilma and William Stone, do will and bequeath our twin tradition in P.C.H.S. to Geraldine and Gerald Main. I, Chet Sutton, do will and bequeath my ability to woo the girls on the bus to Charles Ward. I, Mack Tucker, do will and bequeath my role of Romeo to all Hull girls to Carl Penstone. I, Gene Voyles, do will and bequeath my short blonde hair to Danny Rose. I, Barbara J. Watson, do will and bequeath my interest in the Marines to no one at all. I, Paul Weil, do will and bequeath my interest in Blue Creek Hill to Harold Penstone. I, John Dee Williams, do will and bequeath my quiet way to Edward Watts. I, Delbert Willard, do will and bequeath my dark good looks to Lavon Hobbs. I, Guy Wombles, do will and bequeath my ability to be a general nuisance to Stuart Harshman. Twenty seven

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out of hamburger and tried to make up the deficit by using his finger. Anyway, there's Doctor Paul Weil administering the plasters while nurses Edna Peecher, Anna Lee Nicholson and Dorothy Capps hold the howling Herbie. Oh well, we'll leave the suffering Herb and see him when he feels less like yelling. Here come some attractive Indian maids. Oh! Oh! they're carrying shorthand tablets. It's none other than Morie Grimsley, Linda Guthrie, Ruth Head, Bernadine Kingery and Mary June Little. It seems these are the girls known as the Quipy Quintette’ who take dictation at Annapolis. Who says girls aren't allowed in the Navy? Whew! We re in Ramsey's Rest now. It's a magnificent grill. It's in the ground, you know, as a dugout. Too bad Dale isn't in now but we'll wait for awhile. Anyway this will give us a moment to glance through the Pittsfield High School Annual which the '51 seniors so kindly supplied to the alumni. Here's Anna Theresa Kientzle who is the principal. I’ve heard she can really handle those boys. Then there's Lucille Clostermery who's one of the English teachers; Helen Dark, the American history teacher: Marianna Dell, the mathematics instructor; Betty Mays, the home economics instructor: Stuart Ducey, the agriculture instructor; Donald Ghrist and his assistant, Harold Hiliman, as coaches; Glen Dale Steers, music instructor and Delbert Willard as the mechanics instructor. Oh, here in the back are the special recognition pages. Why, if it isn't Gaile Smith. His job as janitor must be well cared for. Yes, and here is Wilma Stone. It seems she was hired as a Social Worker but has been teaching crafts as there were no cases for her attention. Well, if it isn't Betty Eagle sitting over there. Seems she inherited gobs of money and she now lives in Quincy in her beautiful mansion designed by that famous Bob Rowe. She has employed Marjorie Blacketer as the housekeeper and Beulah Smith as secretary. It is getting near dinner time so we will toddle on to the hotel. Why here's Bergman's Jewelry Store where Main's used to be. Next door is Frazier's Open Market . Next to that is the office of Kermit Couch's taxi service and there on the corner stands Tucker's wholesale house. Well, here we are at the hotel which is owned by that dazzling Marilyn Hoik. When we signed the register this morning we noticed several familiar names. Let's see now, there is Dorothy Brown who is singing in the Metropolitan Opera; Katherine Lovell, the personnel director at Stacy's in New York; Mildred Lowe, a stage director, also from New York; Mona Lee McConnell, the current whee-oo girl from Hollywood; Guy Wombles, o missionary to Hawaii; John Dee Williams, a traveling salesman; Ronald Smith, a Diesel engineer from San Diego, and Hayes Smart, an auto rocer. Quite a list of celebrities but then this is quite a hotel. Early this morning we saw Evelyn Smith, who is proprietor of the hotel beauty salon. Well, it’s time to go to lunch. Everyone's eating in the Indian Room, where Maxine Schafer is hostess. My, ore we honored. Fred Earl Long, the headwaiter, has taken our order ahead of everyone. Hmm! Looks as though we're to have a swell dance band. Why if it isn't Gicker's Gyrations directed by Maestro Louis. There goes his solo trumpet on o swing out. My goodness! its Leslie W. Leeper and there s Buss Durr and his sax-e-phone . There goes his featured soloist, Miss Jean Watson. Just listen to the applause. There's a fast number—yes, it's Ada Smith— oh yes, that's all, thank you, (Yum! Our lunch is here) isn't she some tap dancer! Whew! that was a long program and an equally swell lunch. There's the last number. It's Verna Mae Shepherd and Raymond Loyd as exhibition dancers. Aren't they marvelous? Who's to say what happens next? Who are the we in this article? Who's to say that this mightn't happen or that all these might not be more successful? Only one person and we ll ask Him to grant each one of them a happy, prosperous life. Good Luck, Seniors of '41. Twenty-nine MILDRED LOWE.