Pittsfield High School - Saukee Yearbook (Pittsfield, IL)

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CITIZENSHIP AWARDS Seniors selected for the award this year were: D. A. R. Award Zelma Windmiller S. A. R. Award Leo Dunham Danforth Award.............Carolyn Zimmerman Danforth Award Howard Richards H. Richards The D.A.R. and the S.A.R. recognize a boy and a girl from the senior class who are outstand- C. Zimmerman in9 in citizenship. The Danforth Foundation has also set aside funds to recognize potential qualities of leadership in young people. This foundation is incorporated to stimulate young people for purposeful living, and presents copies of the inspirational book T Dare You’' to the two students chosen for this award. The graduating class nominates candidates for the D.A.R., S.A.R. and Danforth Awards, and the faculty then elects from these candidates the persons to receive the awards. Twenty-one

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THROUGH THE KEYHOLE (From left to right): Inmates and guards. Does anyone have a Band-Aid? Who was Sulla? Did Washington really cut down the cherry tree? Speech! Speech! The Hunt and Peck system at use. To see oursels os ithers see us. It may be Geometry, but it's Greek to us. Industry rndustrious. Look bored, huh? Twenty

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CLASS HISTORY It was in the fall of 1942 that our dear Alma Mater, Pittsfied Community High, was honored with the presence of ninety-six exceptionally brilliant freshmen, whose enrollment has now dwindled to a mere sixty-six. Our days at P.C.H.S. have been ones of new acquaintances, experiences, and, yes, even adventures. How well we remember our first few weeks as full-fledged members of the student body. It was with wide eyes that we surveyed our new surroundings, and though, having been accused quite often of being the traditional color of green, we still maintain that we were a very pale shade of green, barely detectable at a distance. We shoved off on our educational voyage with the ship in quite capable hands. Our advisers were Miss Blaeuer and Mr. Proctor. Our president was Paul Allen Rose; vice president, Zelma Windmiller; secretary, A. L. Kiser; treasurer, Kay Parks. We held a get-acquainted dance in the gym November 19. The fairer members of the class attempted to teach the boys the latest dance steps, which then seemed to be that good, old stand-by, the two step. With the help of Rev. C. Earl Page, we felt we did an admirable job and certainly all of us had loads of fun. However, at the tender age of fourteen, our appetities were still a bit ravenous, and at the sight of cokes and hot dogs, we forgot our task of teaching dancing. We got into the full swing of things by joining the various clubs and organizations at school and were quite proud of our boys who went out for athletics. Their football suits may have been too large for them then but look at them now! (They're still too large.) All kidding aside, they had plenty of scrap and by hard work have helped to develop some of the best teams in Pittsfied's history. The next year, we felt we were really a part of the school itself. As sophomores, we realized our true superiority over the freshmen, who, it seemed to us, were extremely juvenile. We tried to show our authority by giving them an initiation party, but this was all in fun, and they were good sports. We elected our officers and were almost serious and practically judicious. Miss Dell filled her position as class adviser very capably and our officers did a swell job, too. They were: Carolyn Zimmerman, presi- dent; Paul Allen Rose, vice president; Barbara Bunn, secretary; Zelma Windmiller, treasurer. One of our class members was elected cheerleader and a few others did us proud by walking away with blue ribbons at the state music contest. Time passed, but we didn’t. Anyway, something happened to the other four members of our class, for our enrollment had dropped from eighty the year before to only seventy-six. But still, we were a happy bunch as Juniors, and proud that, at long last, we could be called upper classmen in old P.C.H.S. We held our election of officers and chose Zelma Windmiller, president; A. L. Kiser, vice president: Bill Saylor, secretary-treasurer. Miss McGuire was our adviser, and with her help we made this our most out-standing year in high school. Eleven of our class members were taken into the National Honor Society, and naturally we were quite proud of them. They presented a humorous one act play before the student body for their initiation. Also our class had more members in the band than any other one class in school. The whole class cheerfully let their hair down and hayrode out to Zelma Windmiller's where we had a scrumptuous banquet of roasted wieners and burnt marshmallows. And leave us not forget the cider (hie!). November 16th, we Twenty-two (Continued on Page 50)