Shields High School - Patriot Yearbook (Seymour, IN)

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IIms ir mine — no, they ' re mine .Nnimaii lluber, Richard Linke, Janet Matlox, Allamae Heckman, and Bill Van ' oorliies But The Basement And Third Floor Had Something was always happening downstairs around the sophomore lockers, perhaps a tug of war or an earnest discussion of last night ' s date. Pretty often we all managed to drag ourselves to the bookstore where Mrs. Alice Walters held open houss the first few weeks of school. May I have a ticket? ask Barbara Vogel, Ray Pollert Nedra Larson and Janice Linke of Mrs. Alice Walters

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G. A. A. prexy, Emilyann Heckman, types out some rules and regulations for basketball Mrs. Jane Waldkoetter s office was practically never empty. Absence permits and guidance prob- lems brought girls to this little office by the scores. Sometimes, we went ' just to talk or to catch up on a lagging typing assignment. The same situation existed in Mr. Victor Everdon ' s office except that here the fellows were the ones concerned. At noon there was always someone selling some- thing at the showcase. Owls , G. A. A. candy, and votes for the Christmas Belle were some of the items calling for high-pressure salesmanship. When junior class rings or senior pictures were exhibited in the case, there was such a crowd. The bell at the end of each class period brought us pouring from Study Hall; and then, of course, another group of us poured back into the big room. We sometimes had difficulty concentrating on our lessons, but once in awhile we were able to study in peace and quiet. A typical noon hour scene with Beth Ann Smith, Don Grantham, Edith Krumme, Sandy Hobson, Bill Hague, and John Kellam

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N ff f m 1 N B hml - i 1 r A Hl vm. ' H H WjktM 1 1 m ■ 1 A m - H m i 11 ■1 tin H Bi H Tliird Fl interlude — Jnlui Kcllam. Sandy llohsun. Mr. James Dep-Jly. James Hill and IJnl) Ballard Their Share Of People, Too Gee, this ham salad is good! — Janice Manuel and Jackie Amos in the froeground Every day at noon found many of lis in the cafeteria line. We dreaded the wail, especially on rainy days, but the good food made up for everything. Mrs. Louella McBride and her staff of cooks did everything possible to provide us with well-bahtnced meals. Somehow we managed to leave the basement and its various attractions such as the visual aids room and the odorous chem lab to go up- stairs to the third floor. There we might find Dep and his boys hold- ing conference or the clackety-clack of the type- writers in 313. Between periods the third floor teachers would always be where some of us stu- dents wanted to talk. Sooner or later we would hear Mr. Dittmer ' s Move on gals-move on fellows.