Roundup High School - Rodeo Yearbook (Roundup, MT)

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Early one Sunday morning in August, 1929, 1 opened my eyes for the first time to see the white walls of a hospital room in Billings, Montana. The farm where I was to live was thirty miles from Billings, and because of the breeziness of our convertible Ford, father borrowed a neighbor's car to take me home. My sister in her best dress (twelve buttons and a three-inch satin sash, if you please!) and my brother, complete with silly grin and best suit, were present for the occasion. I still live on the farm the neighbor's car took me to. Although my father had only four years of schooling, he seemed to have been given more than his share of common sense and agricultural ability. I am about five feet, six inches tall, have blonde hair, blue eyes, a ski- jump nose, and large feet----a characteristic of all true Montanans, provided, no doubt, to hold them down during vigorous Montana windstorms. Phyllis Backenkeller One hot summer day—August 16, 1929—when everyone was standing around chew- ing their nails, I made ray entrance into this world. My family received the news of mv arrival with a groan, for I was the fourth girl in a family of five. My family history starts out with my great-great grandmother, who was the daughter of the Duke of Cameron of Scotland. She was disowned for marrying Cap- tain Granger of the Scottish Highlands. I spent the greater pa”t of my first four years in the company of my only brother and his friends. I didn't learn much from them but some ungrammatical ex- pressions and a few baseball rules. The thought of starting to school thrilled me, but the thrill soon wore off v hen I was made to stay night after night to learn my spelling lesson. For ten years now I have struggled through the Roundup Public Schools. My graduation will be the fifth in our family ranging from 1925 to 1947. Beverly Weir I began my life in a very noisy way on November 29, 1929, in California. My parents were disappointed in me from the very beginning. My mother wanted a Thanksgiving baby, and my Dad had bet five dollars that I would be a boy. Since my Dad was a traveling salesman, we moved around a great deal. My mother came from a family of fifteen, while my Dad v;as an only child. My mother's mother and my father's mother died when my parents were one year old, and they both were raised by stepmothers. I sp nt one year with my maternal grandparents. Since they came from Norway and spoke Norwegian most of the time, during the time I was there they left me completely in the dark. Louetta Riggs My paternal grandparents carae from Russia. My maternal grandparents came from Germany. On my mother’s side of the family my ancestors date back about two hundred years to a princess of Germany '‘.’ho married a Czar of Russia. I have had a normal amount of bad luck in my life, but the worst experi- ence I ever had was in 1937, when I was caught in a rock slide. I was left with a broken pelvic bone and a hole about the size of a quarter in my head. Alma Goehring I have never been out of Montana. All of my kinfolk live in Virginia and l'rest Virginia except one who lived in Detroit, Michigan. I have never seen a relative of mine (outside my immediate family) except an uncle who came when I was two and was here for two days. Delma VanRyke

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THE JUNIOR-SENIOR PROM On the twenty-sixth of April 'Tis an evening prime for play The Junior class has planned for you A gala holiday. Our ship will sail at nine o'clock Bound for Hawaii's shore So be on time and don't forget Ve'll all have fun galore! The Junior-Senior Prom of 194-6 was different from any other Prom ever held in Roundup High School. It differed in everything from the informal invitation above to the solid ceiling of blue sky and the realistic Pfewaiian setting complete with palm trees, monkeys, and Hula girls. To add to the atmosphere there was a grass hut and flowers of all imaginable colors. In order to enter the audito- rium it was necessary to go down a gang plank as if leaving an ocean liner. The orchestra, the Inmates of Rhythm by name, played twenty smooth dances. They gave out with their best from the stage, above which the word Aloha ap- peared in flowers on a green background like a Hawaiian girl's sampler. Jimmy Nicholson, senior class president, and Margie Lawson led the Grand March. A highlight of the program was a dance in which the May Queen was honored; another was the opportunity taken by the juniors to wish the seniors Good Luck! This too was done in Hawaiian style with the juniors throwing a brightly colored lei around each senior's neck. At twelve o'clock everyone vent home with something new and delightful added to his collection of memories. MAGAZINE SUBSCRIPTION CAMPAIGN To earn money for the annual Junior-Senior Prom the juniors sold magazine subscriptions. During a ten-day drive they canvassed the town selling subscrip- tions to Curtis publications and other magazines. The class was divided into two teams to make the competition keener. Dorothy Jorgenson was chairman of the drive and belonged to neither team. Ruth Glotch and Loren Hougardy were captains. Mr. Ken Hamry, the Curtis agent, offered to give free steak dinners to the sponsors, the president, the captain of the winning team, and the highest salesmen if the class sold five hundred dollars worth of subscriptions. This goal was achieved. The dinner was held in the banquet hall of the Silver Grill on April 7. Those who attended were Mrs. Hulstone, Mr. Severson, Dorothy Jorgenson--president, Loren Hougardy--high salesman and captain of the winning team, Ruth Haverkamp— second high, and Ruth Glotch—third high. Jack McLaughlin--fourth high--did not attend.