Siren High School - Dragon Yearbook (Siren, WI)

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Will We, the Senior Class of 1967, of the city of Siren, in the county of Burnett and the state of Wisconsin, being of sound mind and memory, do make, publish and de- clare this our last will and testament. I, STANLEY ABBOT, leave my height to Charles Tucker. I, MELODIE ACKERSON, leave my job as pianist for the choir to Penny Radke. I, KATHY ADAMIETZ, leave my math abilities to Randy Clonkey and Dennis Lieder to fight over. I, STEVE ARONSON, leave my deep bass voice to Mike Tewalt. I, LYNN BAKER, leave my extensive vocabulary to Bonnie Durand so that she can say something worthwhile once. I, DAREL BEEDY, leave my charming, debonair ways to Harold Huff. I, TERRY BRUNEAU, leave my hot car to Ron Haaf, so he can move up in the world. I, RONALD DURAND, leave my sense of humor to William Lamphere. I. DONNA ELLIS, leave my big feet to Judy Goodman. L JAMES ENGLAND, leave my forged passes to Mrs. Olson. I, DELORES FACKLAM, leave my brownie points with Jack Hunter to Pete and Danny. I, GARY FOSBERG, leave my quiet, shy ways to the Engstrom twins. I, MARK GILL, leave my comet-playing abilities to Eltie and Tom. l, ARTHUR HAKSETH, leave all of my English themes to Gene Culver. I, LINDA HUNT, leave my cycle to anyone else who wants to ride with the boys. L DONNA JOHNSON, leave my brownie points to Jill Ramsdell. I, RUTH KASPERSEN, leave American boys to American girls. I, JERRY LARSEN, leave---I'll just leave my ring! I, GREG LIEDER, leave my old math and science papers to the freshmen boys. l, DALE LUND, leave my Tall Tales to the next Lund in line. L STEVE MORTENSON, leave my brilliant remarks to Jeff Ramsdell. I. NANCY NELSON, leave my nursing ability to Sandra Arbuckle. I. SUSAN NORDIN, leave my flirting ability to Susie Fosmo.

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SUSAN NORDIN Flirting so young?? DONNA ELLIS Ican't start my cy- cle! ! l NILES PETERSON Young Romeo. BARBARA THOMAS It's me, fans. ie , v fy L JEROME LARSEN Sweet and shy. Oh, what a guy! RUTH KASPERSEN Can I make eight no- MELODIE ACKERSON Time out for a quick one. DONNA JOHNSON Waiting patiently for my date to arrive.

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L BRIAN PETERSON, leave my tardy slips to Steve England. I, NILES PETERSON, leave my handsome, dashing looks to Steven Marlow. 1, JEAN RAMSDELL, leave my driving ability to Pest. I, CHARLES STAGER. leave my job in the kitchen to Arlene Jeffreys. I, LARRY SWANSON, leave my position in basketball to Joe Olson. I I, BARBARA THOMAS, leave my Summer Blonde bottle to Bev Doriott. I, TERRI WOODS, leave my speed on roller-skates to Huck and Flash. I, JOE YOURCHUCK, leave my laugh to Colleen Flannigan. TO MR. BITTNER, we leave broken window panes, gum under the chairs, and Judy Goodman. TO MR. PETERSON, we leave a box of pills to cure future cases of senior-itis. TO MRS. ZILLMER, we leave Shakespeare, Chaucer, and her hotly idioms. TO MR. CARLSON, we leave out groovy singing Math Analysis class. TO MR. CAUCUTT, we leave the stage fright of future performers, wallpapered stage floors, and our uncompleted tax forms. TO MR. HOEBEN, we leave unfinished files, unbalanced bookkeeping, and Ruthie's manuscript. TO MRS. OLSON, we leave our quiet ways to future third hour study halls. TO MRS. BAKER, we leave out art class that will go down in history. TO MR. LEE, we leave our championship trophies. TO MR. SHEARMAN, we leave Mark's four year stool. TO MRS. NORDIN, we leave a seasonal pass for all late seniors. TO MRS. DOBBS, we leave all the books in the bottoms in our lockers. TO THE COOKS, we leave our dirty plates and bent forks. We, the senior girls, leave our extra brownie points to the junior girls. We, the senior boys, leave our third hour janitorial duties to the custodian. We, the Senior Class of 1967, do declare on the eighteenth day of May, year of our Lord, 1967, our last will and testament. in the