Quincy High School - Pine Yearbook (Quincy, CA)

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Se tcar 'Zt iCt -1 0 the sweet young things in the other classes, I leave my temper, which J is still mine, never having been lost. — DORIS HARTLEY. To the student body, I will all the sprained ankles I've had in school, because I'm a big girl now. — LOIS GROW. To next year's telephone-answerer, 1 leave my knack of quietly getting in and out of the classroom when the telephone bell rings. — BETTY HYMER. To cny Frosh boy that wonts it, 1 leave the touch of Texas in my walk. — RAY COAST To next year's Biology class, I leave all the giggles that escaped from me and are floating around near the ceiling of that room. — BARBARA LEE. To the tennis players in the junior class, I leave all the sets 1 have won. No; that the juniors think they need them. — CONNIE CHAMBERLAIN. To future shop classes, I leave the idea of porker-breadboards. A whole class making little pigs would rather annoy teacher. DOROTHY EISENHUTH. To the school, I will my interest in things scientific.—LESLIE STRATTON. To the Frosh I leave my naturally curly hair. — SHIRLEY DAILEY To next year's girls' basketball teams, I leave the technique with which I sink long shots. — JACKIE PIERCE. To those who would make themselves heard in Senior meetings without raising their voices, I leave my ability to put my ideas across in a ladylike way.— BESSIE BASHFORD. To any member of next year's aeronautics class, I will my talent for studying right through the racket made by the juniors. — Lee DE CAMP. To any blonde under-classwoman. I will my place in the cream-colored Chevvie. It stays here. — LOIS WILSEY. To the freshman girls I leave my habit of discussing irrelevant subjects in class. — JESSE HARRISON. To future classes, I will the glitter that appears in my eyes when 1 embark upon an argument in class meeting. — CORRINE BRADEN. To all the would-be wolves in Quincy High, I leave the leer which i have acquired after years of patient practice. — NORMAN HERRING. To any one who will use it well, I bequeath my ability to make like a double-jointed snake charmer with my fingers. — WANDA PECKINPAH. To student body and faculty I leave the mumps. — BOBBIE GILLIAM To next year's defense stamp vendor, I leave my patriotic fervor and my hours spent in the hall. — LOIS HOLSTROM. To future student body presidents, I devise the parliamentary law used in student body meetings. ALL of it. — DON CLARKE. To the class belles of future years, I leave the smile that I use to dispel the envious sighs of my feminine classmates. — BETTY LARSEN. To any girl who wants a chance at some of the Meadow Valley boys, I will my seat on the bus. — RUTH STRATTON. To someone with red hair but drab-colored eyes, I leave my brilliant blue-green? eyes. — DOROTHY JONES. To some one, some junior who cares as little about school as I, I leave my phenomenal ability to bluff my way through an oral American History lesson. — ROBERT MOON. To some bewildered Frosh who doesn't dance, I leave my terpsichorean prowess. — LEE DUTTON. To the staider members of the faculty, in order to brighten their class-tooms, I leave one of my dimples. — JIM BENNYHOFF. I leave all my fishing and hunting stories to the student body for a rainv day. — DON COYKENDALL. To the school scrap drive I bequeath the Essex, for I'm certainly never going to be able to sell it. — PICK MC CLUNG. To anybody else that likes to attract attention, I will my knack for the original. — JEAN POTTER. I f : .

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 NAME NICK- NAME Lois Holstrom Holy Betty Hymer Hymer Dorothy Jones Dot Betty Larsen Bett Barbara Lee Barb Jesse McClung Pick Robert Moon Swede Wanda Peckinpah Peck Jacquelyn Pierce Jackie Jean Potter Potts Leslie Stratton Les Ruth Stratton Dimples Lois Wilsey Lois Mr. Schott Clarence LJ---------------------- FAVORITE EXPRESSION Well now— Hunh You're not kiddin'! Oh, Donald! Much! Wouldn't you like to know? Oh, duke! Oh, come now! Darling You can't DO that! Well— I don't care. I don' wanna! That's the wrong note! WEAKNESS AMBITION FATE Welding Navy nurse soda, lerk Small boys Stenographer Small boys Piano Nurse Chambermaid. Clothes A higher education With Donald around! Don be silly. Coast (line?) Secretary WAVE His harem Naval Air Corps Drafted. Art Artist Mule tender, U. S. Army. Dropping drum sticks during grand pauses. U. C. J. c. McElroy Nurse Mrs. Horses Authoress Advertising writer for ESQUIRE. Inventions Inventor Combination baby spoons Uniforms Stenographer WAAC DeCamp Stenographer Riveter. Music Flier Directing Air Corps band.

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'I HE enrollment of the junior class was about thirty-five students. Its size J had decreased considerably from what it was when they entered as freshmen. In the fall of '42, the junior class cast its votes for the following officers President—Paul Whipple, Vice-President—Betty Roberts, Secretary-Treasurer —Margie Shuman, succeeded by lva Rae Miller, Sergeant-at-Arms—Robert McDonald. Mr. Page was their class advisor. Lois Heitman and Dan Collar were elected commissioners to the student council, where they took over the duties of treasurer and commissioner of social affairs respectively. Two out of the three yell leaders were junior girls—Jane Morrow and Louise Oels. In the middle of the year the class ordered their rings. They could be had in three different sizes, and were available in Mother of Pearl and Tahiti Pearl stones. 44 Front row: — Charles Reed Fred Russell, Charles Green, Mar gie Shuman, Opal Taylor, Romo na York, Barbara Forsythe, Bette Hart, Betty Jo Pigg, Louise Oels, Jane Morrow, lva Rae Miller, Feme Fletcher. Middle row — V. O. Robertson Joe Vieira, Roy Ramelli, Dorothy Cannon, Barbara Holstrom, Connie Stapley, Betty Roberts. Lois Heitman, Shasta Vardanego, Betty Sun-dahl, Robert McDonald, Paul Whip-pie. The Prom, Quincy High's annual highlight, was put on by the junior class, as a farewell party for the seniors. Due to the material shortage, the decorations were not as elaborate as in the past. The theme of the decorations for the prom was a French roof terrace. A picket fence surrounded the floor. A blue, star-studded sky covered the ceiling. The orchestra pit was in front of the stage. The whole class worked very hard on the prom and il turned out a success. Back Row, left to right —. R. K. Dunn, Charles Lacey, Don Collar, Kaley Erickson. Joe Pini, Mr. Page, Owen Petruske, Leonard Thayer. Stanley Young, Eldon Craig.