Plainfield High School - Plainsman Yearbook (Plainfield, IL)

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Mary Rigoni; Loose were her jetty locks, in wavy tresses flowing.—Sullivan. Lockport High, 1 3; G.A. A., 2, 3; Jr. Red Cross, 3; Jr. class play. Plainfield High, 4; 'Field- er, 4; Plainsman. 4; Sr. class play. Marilyn Titus; And the lightest little tinkle of a laugh you ever heard.-- Riley. Plainfield High, 1-4; girls' chorus, 1, 2, 4; mixed chorus, 4; Plainsman, 4; F.H.A., 1-4; Jr. Red Cross, 2; student director, Jr. class play. Mary Lou Rockenbach; So filled with wildest glee, yet so serene with inno- cence of song.—Riley. Plainfield High, 1 - 4 ; F.H.A., 1, 2; librarian, 3; student director of Sr. class play. Kathryn Van Dyke; A daughter of the gods, di- vinely tall.—Shakspeare. Plainfield High, 1-4; All- State Chorus, 4; girls' chorus, 1-4; octet, 3, 4; mixed chorus. 3, 4; operetta. 3. 4; Jr. and Sr. class play; 'Fielder, 4; Plainsman, 3. 4; Co-editor 4; G.A.A., 2. 3; Jr. Red Cross, 1, 2; Gass pres., 3; Student Council, 4: Pres., mixed chorus. 4. Howard Russell; Don't take life too seriously— you'll never get out of it alive anyway.—Anon. Plainfield High. 1-4; foot- ball, 1 4; basketball, 1-4, caplain, 3, 4; baseball, 3, 4; Jr. and Sr. class plays; boys' chorus, 3. 4; mixed chorus. 3, 4; operetta, 4; class officer, vice-pres., 2, secretary, 3; Student Council, president, 4; Plainsman, 4. Fred Whitman; A man he seems of cheerful yester- days, and confident to- morrows.—Wordsworth. Plainfield High, 1-4; foot- ball, 3, 4; baseball. 3, 4; basketball, 3; Jr. and Sr. class plays; boys’ chorus, 3, 4; mixed chorus. 3, 4; operetta, 4; Student Coun- cil, 4. Richard Sacco; His smile was like the glitter of the sun in tropic lands.— Riley. Plainfield High, 1-4; foot- ball, 1-4; basketball, 1, 2; baseball, 3, 4; boys' cho- rus, 3; mixed chorus, 3. F.F.A., 4; stage manager, Jr. class play; ass t, stage manager. Sr. class play. 21

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Ruth Graver; Fain and softly goes far.—Cervan- tes. Plainfield High, 1-4; F.H. A. 1-4; treas., 2; Plains- man. 4; Jr. and Sr. class plays. Carol Kenning; The very room, coz she was in, seemed warm f'om floor to ceilin'.—Lowell. Oak Park High, 1, 2, 3; Latin Club, 1. 2, 3; Science Club. 1, 2, 3; Drama Club, 1. 2, 3; tennis, 1, 2, 3; ar- chery, 1, 2, 3; bowling, 1. 2. 3. Plainfield High, 4; girls' chorus. 4; mixed choru3, 4; ‘Fielder, 4. Mary Ann Haag; Reason and judgment are the qualities of a leader. Plainfield High, 1-4; Stu- dent Council. 3; librarian, 3. 4; Jr. and Sr. class plays; Plainsman, 3, 4; ass't. co-editor, 3; 'Field- er. 3, 4; editor, 4; Jr. Red Cross, 1, 2; G.A.A., 3, 4; treas., 3. Evelyn Harris; One on God's side is a majority. —Phillips. Plainfield High, 1-4; girls' chorus 1-4; mixed chorus, 3, 4; operetta. 3, 4; F.H.A. 1; Plainsman, 4. Anna Mae Kling; Fash- ioned so slenderly, young and so fair!—Hood. West Aurora High, 1, 2; cheerleader, 2; Spanish Club, 1, 2; Science Club, 1. 2. Plainfield High, 3, 4; girls' chorus, 1, 3. 4; mix- ed chorus, 2. 3, 4; G.A.A., 1, 2, 3; operetta, 3; 'Field- er. 4; Plainsman, 3, 4; librarian, 3, 4; Jr. class play. JoAnn MacDonald; Here's a dear and true indus- trious friend. — Shakes- peare. Plainfield High, 1-4; girls' chorus, 1-4; mixed chorus, 3, 4; F.H.A.. 1. 2; librar ian, 3, 4; 'Fielder, 3, 4; Plainsman, 4; Jr. Red Cross, 2; Sr. class play. m Phyllis Kehl; Unblemish ed let me live; or die un- known. O grant me hon- est fame or grant me none.—Pope. Plainfield High, 1-4; girls’ chorus, 1-4; mixed chorus, 3. 4; octet, 1, 3. 4; oper- etta, 3, 4; Jr. class play; 'Fielder, 3, 4; Plainsman, 3, 4; Jr. Red Cross, 1, G.A.A., 3. Robert Reeves; They laughed ... for many a joke had he.—Goldsmith. Plainfield High, 1-4; boys' chorus, 3, 4; mixed cho- rus. 3, 4; ass't. stage man- ager, Jr. class play; stage manager, Sr. class play; operetta, 4. 20

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SENIOR PROPHECY Operator, will you please get me Plain- field 1-9-6-0. Hello. Is this Norma? Yes, it is. Who is this? It's Joyce. I just got back from my trip. Joyce! It's good to hear from you again. How was your trip? Oh, I enjoyed it so much! I traveled all over the world, and while doing so I looked up the kids in the class of 1950. They have really gone places. For instance, when I got on my plane in Chicago, whom do you suppose I saw? Whom? I can't imagine. No one else but Anna Mae Kling. She is the stewardess of that plane. You know, she really is going up in this world. I should say! Where did you stop first? Idaho. Anna Mae told me to run over to see Mr. and Mrs. James Milk who run a large potato farm there—you know, Marilyn (Titus) and Jimmy. Such large potatoes they're raising, and they have two of the sweetest children— Spud and Tater. My, isn't that sweet. I simply couldn't leave the U. S. without stopping in Hollywood. I saw the new queen of the cowgirls Nancy Brown. She and her horse Trigger Happy are surely rolling in the dough—poor Roy and Trig- ger. Our next stop was Alaska. While there, I thought I would visit Ruth Graver. Oh, I remember back in '55 when she eloped with that Eskimo. His name was Nanook Smoe, wasn't it? Yes, and they're just fine. He is now running a big blubber and hide company. Oh, they are really rolling in the fat. Our next stop was beautiful Hawaii. Bertha Byerley is head of the Hawaiian Academy for Girls and gives lessons per- sonally. You ought to see her do the hula. Wowl Where did you go from there? Mongolia. There I met Doc Puntney who is the coach of an all-star football team The Mongolian Apes. He was in high spirits because they had just won a big game with The Wild Men of Borneo. Doc told me to go down and see Dick Sacco who is in Australia. He is running a kan- garoo farm there. You must have heard of Dick Sacco and his Boxing Kangaroos? From the coast of Australia I flew to the island of Sumatra and boarded a ship to Calcutta, India. Oh, India is such a strange country, isn't it? Yes, it was very interesting. While there I noticed a dark, strange-looking man with a large turban wrapped around his head. The only other clothing he had on was a garment which looked like diapers. There was something familiar about him. He lifted the lid of his basket, took from it a strange instrument, and began to play a weird melody, while the swaying of a cobra rose from the basket. And then I knew— it was Fred Whitman! Well, I never— I found another old acquaintance in Bagdad. I happened to look up at the sky and saw something flying. Was it a bird, was it a plane, was it— No, it was Peter Bessette and his flying carpet! His flying carpet is the only means of transportation in Bagdad. His slogan is We weave um and dye um; you buy um and fly um. Isn't that clever? I went to Switzerland and was so surprised to have JoAnn MacDonald as my instructor. I learned to ski in one day. Wonderful! And surely you went to the mysterious city of Shanghai? 22