Saratoga High School - Warrior Yearbook (Saratoga, IN)

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walked into a local police station that morning and confessed that he had shot the Mr. Sac3 with an atomic bullet causing his heart to explode. It seems that Mr. Fullhart was Jealous of all the beautiful dummies Mr. Sacs kept in his store windows. We of Saratoga High School had always known there was something wrong with Mr. Fullhart. Well, Judy now had her story, we were playing a very successful run at 52 Spot , and Mr. Fullhart was in his little padded cell with his conscience at rest. My, how things can change. —Charlene Cultice, Judy Halley, Leslie Barkdull— CLASS HISTORY In September, 1941, fourteen scared youngsters entered the first grade to meet their new teacher, Mrs. Mamie Fields. These small adven- turers were Howard Castle, Merri Lee Deckman, Jerry Durham, Barbara Fields, Odema Girton, Gene Jackson, Gordon McCagg, Billy Moore, Elvin Powers, Edna Roberts, Eunice Roberts, Bob Schlechty, Jean Schlerling, and Dale Simmons. After two years with Mrs. Fields, we were advanced to the inter- mediate room to continue our pursuit of the three R's under the guidance of Mrs. Gertrude Warren. The fifth year of our venture found us chewing gum and slyly passing notes under the watchful eye of Mr. William Ashley. Mrs. Beatrice Everett took the helm as we entered the sixth grade and steered us on toward our goal—Junior High. In no time at all we were entering high school - the Freshman year! About the third week of September, the three upper classes were amazed at the odd array of characters and costumes making an appearance in the assembly. Freshman initiation—one of the big days of the year! Shortly after Christmas we donned our new red and white sweaters, proudly bearing the numbers - 53 on the sleeve. In the fall of 19 7 we received the coveted award. This year marked the beginning of our row by row advance through the assembly. That first day of school saw seventeen conspicuous seventh graders occupying the south row. Our class roll now included Joyce Barkdull, Dennis Barron, Howard Castle, Bob Edwards, Odema Girton, Jerry Ison, Gene Jackson, Georgia Misslcano, Elvin Powers, Bob Schlechty, Jean Shierllng, Dale Simmons, Edna Whiteman, Barbara Van Note, Stanley Smiley, Patricia Davis, and Patty Jo Wright. As sophomores we began working to raise money for our class trip. Selling magazines and serving at banquets during our sophomore and Junior years helped us to accumulate funds. In conjunction with the seniors of '52, we produced our class play, Everything Happens to Us. Having progressed to the Junior row in the assembly we were at last privileged to wear class rings. However, a few of these precious rings soon changed ownership, some even appearing upon the fingers of students of rival schools. In May of 1952 we set forth in a chartered bus bound for Niagra, New York, and Washington. It was a very weary, but much more sophisti- cated group that returned home ten days later. When school opened this fall the handsomest class ever to grace the north side took their places in the assembly. Our senior year has been full of activity with the production of the annual, participation in the class play, and plans for graduation festivities. We are also anticipa- ting a short class trip after commencement. Of the twelve members qf our class, these students have received twelve years of training at Saratoga: Odema Girton, Gene Jackson, Elvin Powers, Jean Shierllng, and Dale Simmons. We, the seniors of '53 truly regret that our pleasant years at 'Toga High are at an end and we shall look back with many fond recollections.

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Juniors Here'8 Tora Sommer striving With his 38 Jolopy. When it comes to driving, We all agree he's sloppy. Beautiful and tall and slim, She's a studious one. Quiet, sweet, and very prlnj, That's our own Yvonne• Leslie, the Romeo of the class Pursues every lucky (?) lass And if he gets her on the hook. He'll mark her down in his little black book. Charlene, our society dame, Hopes someday to achieve great fame. Also to snare a honey, Who's rolling in money. Janet is our fighting gal. Ask her and she'll show you how. She really is a lot of fun. And never works when she can run. Though Joyce is only half-pint size, She 8till tries to chase all the guys. She sez, Chasing is so much fun, I hope I never catch onei Now here is Judy, with lots of pluck, Who gets out of mischief Just by luck. Her laughing is pleasant, her giggling a sin. But somehow her actions attract all the men. Janice, the girl who leads all the cheers, Is quite attentive 'til a certain senior appears. When his '36 Chevy goes by, She goes into a trance with a long sigh. Bill, our little man with a big car, Has a sophomore girl who thinks he'll go far. We believe you'll find after the basket-ball game, He's parked down a quiet country lane.