St Marys High School - Marian Yearbook (Pittsburg, KS)

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NAMES Irene Banke Mary Ann Bavuso Mariclare Benage James Busse Patricia Cairns Joan Catanzaro Phyllis Fields Mary Ellen Hudson Bill Jones Margaret Lero Mary McNally Virginia Mattingly Suzann Mertz Joe Monsour Ramona Moore Becky MOuser Bessie OIConnor Patricia OIConnor David Oehme Angela Peak Lorraine Peak I Velma Rank Helen Schweitzer Mary Ann Spritzer SAYINGS Has Howard been up here? Ickiets home! I got the nicest letter Here goes! Are you kiddint? Oh, my cow! Chur! Great ! Oh, you ignorant head! Oh, give up! Oh! Murder Oh! Fine! Oh boy, a ride! Letts go! Pm trying to think! Hi, buddy, buddy! I didntt know you cared! By darn! Too good to last! I love you too! Oh! Brother! Guess What? Hi, Honey! I love that man! Ma I'CA Of a me NICKNAMES Bill Babe Butch Bussa Pat J ohnnie Phiz May Nell Rooster Lorie Mac Ginny Suzzy Crusher Lena Corky Eddie Pat Dave Blondie Shorty AMBITION S To take shorthand at 140 W.P.M. To be a beautician To play at Carnegie Hall Sell peanuts at a circus To go to Chicago To ballet, sing, and go to Heaven Tn be a school teacher To be a secretary tto a man with a good-looking sonI To be a bus driver To get an IA in History twith- out studying? To be a MetrOpolitan star To be a model To paint like Mike Angelo To make All-American To sing with Fred Waring To be happy To be feature writer on a paper in California To own the Midland To be a carpenter To learn to be good To be an office girl in a doctorts office To dance with Fred Aastaire To be the fastest typist in the world To be a beauty operator

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v. .......... X4731? s 45,971 'm M 2, r. 42: . .43 W31 l E t 7x M .E xxtm XX, TURNIN G BACK THE CLOCK Let us turn back the clock today to remind us of just what the Seniors of today have accom- September, 1942, we found twenty-six timid souls tripping up to Sister Martinis desk to find out just what the Freshman course had to offer. After finding out, we wished we could have gone back across the hall, but nevertheless, we persevered and about the second week of school we elected our class officers. They were Becky Mouser, Presi- dent; Phyllis Fields, Vice President; Patsy Harmon, Secretary; and Jim Skahan, Treasurer. By popular vote, Phyllis Fields was to be our class reporter. Our first retreat, given by Father Lam- bert made an impression upon us never to be forgotten. Happy indeed were we when time rolled around for graduation. We were no longer re- garded as Green Freshmen, but assumed the title of SOphistieated Sophomores. ' Time went on! September, 1943! Twenty- three still wanted to go. Can you imagine? As- suming responsibilities that year were Irene Banke, ruler of the room; Mary McNally, sub- ruler; Angela Peak, our capable secretary; and Becky Mouser, our troublesome treasurer. Mar- garet Lero, our modern Betty Blair, took up where Phyllis left off by writing up the SOphomore Squibbs. This year was of great interest to all, for our own Joe Monsour and Mary McNally won the titles of Uncle Sam and Miss Columbia for their efforts in the War Bond drive. Quite a new ex-- perience to us was our first minstrel under the direction of F ather Hertel which proved to be a great success. We were very proud of our one basketeer, namely Joe Monsour, who pushed his way to the big five. Joan Catanzaro was Joeis chief support as she was one of the four cheer- leaders. We found out that the higher up we went, the faster time flew. We found ourselves as far up as we could go as far as floors are concernedl into the J unlor room. ' r '? K. 55a ' .2 . '01:? - , .u- . .. . I, a ' :D-zg -o ,. r' I a I ' ; 9 - g - R I' -2?! .m? ., g Realizing that this was to be a busy year and that we would need capable leaders to carry the load, we got started right by electing Angela Peak. prexy; Mary McNally, vice prexy; Patty Cairns, time keeper; and Joan Catanzaro, money keeper. What, oh what could be our theme! This became our slogan as we swere all a dither about the J unior-Senior Prom. Mariclare Benage kept tab of all the activities and cleverly wrote them up for I: l the Marianette. That year we found Joe Monsour not pushing for the first team, but definitely on the first five and strictly on the ball. J oan Catan- zaro was still behind Joe with her peppy cheers. Quite an event that year was the Dixie Jamboree No. II under the supervision of Father Dennis. Much of the credit was due to Mariclare B'enage who played the musical accompaniment on the piano. With the cares of the J unior-Senior Banquet behind us tincidentally our theme was the stars, Thanks to Sister Berchmansl and the high hope of being Seniors before us, we took six steps across the hall and found ourselves Dignified Seniors. liTime waits for no one and it certainly didnit wait for us to grow up before letting us become Seniors. In our last year our tasks were greater than ever before, for with the joy of being Seniors, came the responsibility of editing the liMarian and Marianettefi But wait-first must come the class officers. Mariclare Benage presided with Angela Peak ready to take over at any time. Mary Ann Spritzer hounded everyone for class dues while Patty Cairns tried desperately to tran- scribe the shorthand notes she took during class meetings. Velma Rank showed her ability during her one year at St. Marys by writing up the Sizzling Senior Sayings. The Marianette was edited by our capable Bessie OiConnor who spent the greatest part of her time assembling the paper. This Marianii was edited by Phyllis Fields and Mariclare Benage, who still have circles under their eyes from burning the midnight oil. For the first time in the history of St. Marys a student athletic association was formed. Ramona Moore and Becky Mouser were elected treasurer and secretary respectively. About December 8, we re- ceived our annual pictures and we realized that soon we would no longer frequent the ninth street block. Time grew shorter and school went faster. Graduation was nigh and we began to wish we were beginning all over again, but since this was impossible, we took things in stride and went on. Sneak day, May crowning, class night, and finally graduation day. At last we had achieved our goal. To Monsignor, and our faculty, we said Thanks for everything, but particularly for the spiritual inspiration which will be for us a priceless her- itage in our future years. at