Steamboat Springs High School - Galleon / Sailors Log Yearbook (Steamboat Springs, CO)

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Oun ,cut TOM a cd ‘Te tamettt Being of sound mind and of a disposing disposition, we, of this Senior Class of Steamboat Springs High School, do hereby will and bequeath the following articles: To the Board of Education, that has so generously provided for us during these four years past, we do hereby bequeath all the broken window panes and chairs, the finger prints on the walls, and the ink stains on the floors and desks, these same to be held in trust for the succeeding grades. To our highly esteemed superintendent of public schools, Mr. Hahn, we bequeath the new book of rules that this present class has labored over so faithfully for the past months, said book containing provisions for an increase of holidays to one, bi-weekly, changing the hour for opening at one, with two recesses fifty-nine minutes each. Said book also recommends the purchase of a silver waiter, on which the credits of promotion be pre- sented to the pupils, instead of the old way of studying for them. To our beloved principal, Mr. Sauer, we bequeath our undying love and affection, with the request that he give to the next class the same guidance and justice that he so generously meted out to us. As a visible token of this love and affection, we also bequeath to the said Mr. Sauer, all the old caps, belts, knives, fountain pens, pencils, vanity cases, lipsticks and ragged books that he has so jealously guarded for the past months. To our much-loved teachers, each and every one, we bequeath a liberal yearly annuity of examination papers to grade, note-books to correct, and averages to make. To the library we bequeath all the detective stories, Wild West Maga- zines and other junk we prized so highly and read so carefully all year. To the janitor of this Steamboat Springs High School, we bequeath all the mud we have tracked into the building, all the chewing gum, so generously stuck on the floors, and the millions of loose papers in the desks. To the Junior Class, following us, we do hereby bequeath our old seats, with the tacks that tear our clothes; our old books, with most of the leaves loose or gone; all the mistakes we made, and all the knowledge we failed to learn. To the same class, we bequeath the proud privilege of being Seniors and lording it over the younger ones, of always heading the lines and getting the choicest seats and food during lunch. I, Margaret Anderson, will my height to Jimmy Early. Gerald Arnold wills his herd of cows to Marvin Crawford, knowing they will be well taken care of. I, Marian Barnes, being of sound mind, bequeath my poise to Elsie Merrifield.

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Senem (?1 Z64 Once upon a time, four years ago, forty-two pupils took their places in S. S. H. S. assembly hall as forty-two green freshmen. Sponsored by Mrs. Campbell they were egotistical and ambitious (most freshmen are). Just to start the year right the dubious sophomores initiated them. Barbara Clay looked especially charming that day (as well as Don Kinney and all the rest of them). They all worked hard that year and were glad to claim the best party of the year. However, it was explained later that the freshmen always have the best one. They tried hard and did real well on War Bond drives, too. At the close of the year they enjoyed a nice picnic up Butcherknife Canyon—and without one fatality, too. Well, three months later, they were back again—only this year leamed sophomores, and sponsored by Helen Newquist. With Doris Birkett as president, they were off to another good start. They all got a huge kick out of initiating the “green” freshmen; but all is fair in love and war, and high school. Once more they presented a nice party with St. Patrick’s Day as the theme. After a whole year of study, fun, and laughter, they had a nice picnic down by the “Old Mill Stream” some place. And then they were juniors. Next fall that same class—some old, some new—took their places once more in S. S. H. S. assembly hall. This year was by far the busiest year of the three. First there were the games. They sold concessions at these games to help finance the Junior-Senior Prom. Then, it was time to get started on the play, “Lady Spitfire.” They enjoyed presenting the play with Mrs. Rorex as the director. Next, it was time for the class party. (By this time their sponsors, Mr. and Mrs. Foster, were nearly gray-headed). However, they were all satisfied with the party with “Bobby Sox Brawl” as their theme. Oh, yes! During the National Ski meet they made a cute, chubby polar bear on the corner in front of Boggs’ Hardware. Well, finally prom time rolled around and they were all as busy as beavers planning the decoration, banquet, place cards, and all the trimmings. They chose laven- der and gold as the class colors, the columbine as the class flower, and “Upward Ever, Downward Never” as the class motto. Well, finally, after all the work, fun, work, planning, and work they presented a successful prom with the “Lure of the Woodland” as the theme. This year the mighty seniors came back to take their stand as the upper classmen. With Vance Gates as president and Mr. Sauer and Mrs. Campbell as sponsors they sponsored a party which most students say was the best party of the year, called the “Candlelight Fantasy.” A play was also on our docket named “Cross My Heart.” Toward the end of the year they pulled a fast one and went to Venial, Utah, on their sneak day. The highlights of their last year in high school are probably these: Keith Wegeman crowned as champion boy skier west of the Mississippi, seniors won the intermural basketball trophy, Jack Eckstine announced his engage- ment, Kinsey and Kinney selected on the all tournament basketball team, R. Scott, Waggoner and Kinney were selected on the all conference football team, T. Scott joins the Navy, D. Birkett selected as all tournament cheer- leader, and Gates takes out freshman girls. That being the end of their high school days, they closed the book of “47” to be scattered to the four winds: North, South, East, and West.

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I, Doris Birkett, leave my cheerleading ability to Diane Light. Barbara Brunner generously leaves her singing voice to Ted Dunker. I, Donald Kinney, leave, after much afterthought, my curly hair to Joe Cruse. To Donald Dismuke, Norma Chritton contributes her artistic ability. Barbara Clay wills her seductive voice to Marlene Crawford. Kaye Cross leaves her little, black Ford in the able hands of Alderic Scoggins. With serious consideration Bob Lager leaves his slightly used typing paper to Jimmy Smith. I, Margaret King, do hereby will my ability to make high marks to Jack Sprengle. Donna Williamson wills her quietness to Myra Montoya. To LaVonne Blake, Ramona Ferguson leaves her twirling batons. Keith Wegeman leaves his skiing ability for Katy Rodolph and Billy Gear to fight over. Rosa Dixon wills her engagement ring to Ann Carter. I, Jack Eckstine, do hereby will my convertible to Imogene Hitchens. To Glen Barber, Dick Waggoner leaves his ability to be tardy. Vance wills his argumentative ability to the worthy Delores Fairbanks. I, Verna Hidy, do hei’eby bequeath my excellent articulation to Billy Cullen. Harriet Kemry wills her ability as authoress of horse stories to Evelyn Shelton. Kenneth Kinsey wills Ann Carter to the lucky guy that can take care of her. Jean McFarlane wills her “come on smile” to Bob Schriner. I, Enid Reynolds, willfully give my saxophone to Barbara Hulburd. To the able Marian Morris, Terry Scott bestows his prize collection of jokes. Bob Scott, being of sound mind, wills his shyness to LuGray Hulburd. Ilagrace Webber leaves her drum majorette ability to Shirley Arnold. Eloise Wheeler wills her chubbiness to Betty Sue Tomlinson. I, Elsie Zulian, do hereby bequeath my “voice with a smile” to Betty Hill. Naomi Murphy unselfishly wills her high heels to Emma Lou Waggoner. Barbara Barker wills her gorgeous tresses to Janie Zulian. James Clay wills his broad shoulders to Delmar Shorthose. To this school, our beloved Alma Mater, in order to show our appre- ciation of all that it has done for us, we do, in this last will and testament, hereby bequeath the amount of ten thousand memories, with which to erect a bronze tablet, a lasting memorial of this Senior Class of 1947. (SEAL)