Roosevelt High School - Roundup Yearbook (Des Moines, IA)

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TABLE QF CGNTENTS FACULTY ...., . . WWII IIIfIII,f,I,I IIIIIIIIIZM I SPOR S ..... . . ACTIVITIES 84 ......... . . ORGANIZATIONS if ADMINISTRATION TEACHERS REGISTRAR NURSES .......I... CUSTO L STAFF CAF IA STAFF JANUARY GRADUATES JUNE GRADUATES AUGUST GRADUATES . . SENIOR ACTIVITIES SENIOR FROLICS 12-B's 11-A's 11-B's 10-A's ,..... 10-B's JUNIOR HIGH JUNIOR HIGH ACTIVITIES FOOTBALL BASKETBALL SWIMMING WRESTLING TRACK .......... CROSS COUNTRY BASEBALL TENNIS GOLF STUDENT COUNCIL NEWSPAPER STAFFS PLAYS BAND. ORCHESTRA .... VOCAL MUSIC CLUBS 9 V 1 ,Ah ,R '+..e5x': f - 4. , .yn , Q, gx G , I ., 4 t I I, KJ , A I , I. I si --2 FT , K Q ' X r A ' wk- 'gs I . A :eq -I , -5 . . . X I '

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IN Tl-TE YEAR OF . . . . 'Spufnik', Chemise, Rock 'n Roll It was a compact year. '57-58, filled with doubts and inner qualms, an age of high spirits and confusion, of awakenings and concerns, an age of vertical progresses and vertical regressions. We will look back and we will say it was an exciting time in which to live. We will remember in ten or twenty or thirty years all of the things that mad: lives happy and sad, tense and confident. That October day in '57 when the Russians launched their Sputnik, Our own satellite launchings: our Vanguards, our Atlases, our Jupiter C's. The Dodgers in Los Angeles. Ike Eisenhower and his golf game. A handsome man nzmed Rock Hudson. The woman God created, Brigitte Bardot. Nikita Krushchev on the Kremlin throne. The abominations ofiicially called La Chemise, but unotiicially the Sack. Dave Beck: I refuse to answer on the grounds that what I would say might tend to 'incriminate' me. The Ivy-League look. The Republicans and their reces- sion. Qucktall and the flattop. Summit conferences. Big Beat of Rock 'n Roll. Perry Como, Pat Boone, Tommy Sands. The incompa- rable king of the hip swivelers, Elvis. Gyrating teenagers at sock hops. Teenage violence. Teenage scientists. Yes, there will be plenty to remember, and most of the memories will be pleasant ones. But we will best be able to crystallize the age in the lingo of the day: it was real gone, cool, man, cool. AND DEDICATE IT TO . . . . the American Teenager . . . to the 97 per cent that is-the 97 per cent of us who will one day be the good citizens and leaders of tomorrow . . . to the eggheads and athletes, the average and the gifted, the leader and the follower, we wish to dedicate this annual. We wish to dedicate it to the Ameri- can teenagers-to ourselves. The American teenagers-who are we? This question is as ridiculous as querying: Who is the American middle- ager? The American teenager is not a type. The red-blooded American boy and the wholesome young bohbysoxer are not figures to be cast in a mold. As American teenagers we are individuals, with passionate likes and violent dislikes, wants and needs. We are persons totter- ing on a very crucial precipice of life: on one side lying the uninhibitedness of childhood: on the other the responsibilties of adulthood. We are the gifted eggheads and the intelligent normals. We realize that we are both good and bad: but we feel that there is often a tendency to confuse the two. Unfortunately the good name of the majority is often made synonymous with the actions of the infamous 3 per cent. With all the consternation today over education and delinquency, we teenagers have found ourselves cast into the spotlight of critical public opinion. Our haircuts and dances, clothes styles and dating habits, the hooks we read or don't read, our relationships with the opposite sex, and every other aspect of our existence are examined and criticized, condemned, but very seldom commended. In fact, some persons are ready to throw us to the dogs. What are our children coming to? they raise their hands in exasperation. Where are we going? To tomorrow, that's where. To be sure, we are a restless generation, but we are ourselves critical of this world we must live in: and no one need ever fear that it will dissipate in our hands. We are perhaps the most ambitious youth America has yet seen: and we must not be criticized for our ambition. A phoenix has never sprung from a fire which did not exist.

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Tom Fugate Photographer Cynthia Austin Senior Editor June Patty Bassman Senior Editor January Janet Arntz Faridty Editor .lerri Brown E iEiiSaIly Blanchard A ctivities Editor Classes Editor Annual Staff . . . WITH AN APOLOGY TO NO ONE Dennis Forbes Editor-in-Chief A hodge podge-that's what it is but an organized one, and we're proud ol it. Your Roundup '58 comes to you after eight months of blood, sweat, and jeersf' Some people said we rouldn't do it-and we thought so ourselves a couple of times - but its presence in your hands is proof that we not only could. but did. Last fall it was agreed by the staff that previous Roundups left room for improve- ment. So this year, we decided, was the time to do something about it. And we did. Pivture 1-overage was doubled, as was the vopy written materialg and even if some of the pages look a bit rramped, we feel a nearly romplete record of the year is the more important result. If every TRHS personality isn't pictured at least once it's not our fault. A few names may be misspelled, but then how many of your friends ran spell your name-corrertly, that is? Raltled nerves from working into the wee hours, hoarse throats from shouting people into line for pietures, dishpan hands from developers, blisters from srissor wielding, and paste under the fingernails have all gone into the production of Roundup '53, Not that there isn't room for fllrther improvement, we are rompletely satisfied with the result. We hope you are, and hope also you will enjoy now and vontinue to enjoy for many years looking at the pictures. Look, please, at every pir- tureg read, please. every word. We did it for you ueire glad itis finished. Barbara Bishop Tom Guy .Lil Dfrlighf t Sports Co-Editor Sports Co-Editor Junior High Editor 10