Stewartville High School - Tiger Spirit Yearbook (Stewartville, MN)

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CLASS WILL We, the Class of 1945 do hereby make our will to those who are lucky enough to receive what we no longer need. We, the class of 1945 will to the class of 1946 our treasured assembly seats, books and such appar- atus in the hopes that you will enjoy them as we have, and that you will become as great as we are. It is the sincere hope of everyone concerned that all the concessions herein mentioned will be greatfully accepted and cherished in our memory. I, Gordon Andreasen will my love for old-time music to Eileen Halloran. I, George Simpson will my girlish figure and my love for the fair sex to Bill Sackett. I, Helen Sullivan will my ability to crack gum to Colette Ringey. We, Nadine Clement and Willis Drewes will our dates to Mary Ann Caflish and Gene Stewart. We, Ivah Turner and Gloria Kvam will our love for the Navy to Audrey Kinsley and Marlys Eppard. I, Olive Brownell, will my speaking ability to Jimmie Slightam. 1, Dorothy Struve will my giggle to Vincent Patten. I, Arva Prescher will my high marks in short- hand to Doris Schultz. I, Helen Bratrude will my dainty stride to Mary Ann Johnson. I, Beverly Markham will my love for basketball men to Marilyn Lymann. I, Rosie Towey will my soda-jerking job to Joan Evgen. I, Gail Dickinson will my voice to Donnie Majerus. I, Lucille Hall, will my love for dancing to Margery Hess. I, Margaret Kemmer will my place on the honor roll to Palmer Johnson. I, Tom Kennedy will my ability to get along with the teachers to Wayne Brownell. I, Tom Tysseling will my nightly trips to Racine to Dick Sullivan. We, Kitty Rime and Elizabeth Schroeder will our love for the Army to Mary Burton and Mary Ballinger. I, Donna Bailey will my red hair to Marion Schumann. I, Carmen Johnson will my vocabulary knowl- edge to Charlotte Logan. I, Mildren Hanken will my high marks in Chemistry to Rodney Lenton. I, La Von Podein will my small stature to Janet Beach. I, Joanne Crowley will my daily letters to Elinor Stiles. I, Philip Chamberlain will my beautiful and attractive blush to Claire Vomhoff. I, Rosie Green will my love for the Spring Val- ley skating rink to Patty Egen. I, Faith Meppen will all my height to Dean Francis. I, Naaman Glynn will my daily arguments in Social Science to Paul Hanson. I, Lucille Cole will my quiet manner to Lenora July. I. Donna Weatherly will my freckles to Margy Prokasky. 1, Alline Sievertson will my library hours to Ida Mae Peterson. I, Gene Vomhoff will my Charles Atlas phys- ique to Ervin Erickson. I, Artie Roeder will my admiralty in the Navy to Gerald Ames. I, Anita Schroeder will my fondness for short fellows to Betty Jo Stoyke. I, George O’Byrne will my good tires to the O. P. A. I, Morris Patten will my Rochester girls to whomever wants them. This Page Sponsored by B. O. 8ailey, Racine, and Harry Light Page twenty nine

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CLASS This is the class of ’45, Through 12 years of school we did survive. Our class has been a lot of fun, We’ll name each member one by one. Gordon Andreasen is a comic book lover, He reads them all from cover to cover. Rosie, the Irish girl of cheer, Has chosen nursing as her career. Bev’s the girl with all the charm, Her ambition is to live on a chicken farm. Helen Bratrude’s the girl without a worry, Whenever you see her, she’s in a hurry. The politician of our class is Naaman Glynn, Don’t argue with him ’cause you just can’t win! “Calm, cool, and collected”—that’s our Millie, You seldom see her acting silly. Dottie was elected homecoming queen, By the members of this year’s football team. “Goose” works in Cuttings’ and Tom in the drug store, They both can do wonders on a basketball floor. When you hear a giggle pitched quite high, You know that Joanne Crowley is nearby. Chemistry equations are easy for Lucille, To be a nurse is her one ideal. Our blonde bombshell from Racine, Is none other than Rosie Green. Artie and Eugene have left our class And donned the Navy Blue, “Although we hated to see you go, We’re mighty proud of you.” Faith’s marks are really high, We know good luck won’t pass her by. The speaker of our class is Olive Brownell, She really did well with “Edith Cavell.” Donna Weatherly and Helen Sullivan who are plenty of fun. May be seen anywhere cracking their gum. La Von Podein, our bookkeeping whiz, Gets 100 in nearly every quiz. POEM Alline is just another Raciner, At keeping the library in order she’s a beaner. Tom is that sleepy Senior boy, Who is Mary Ann Johnson’s pride and joy. Our dark-haired, blue-eyed girl is Gail, She has a voice like a nightingale. Willis is very quiet and shy, He’ll be a success by and by. Elizabeth, a blonde from Racine, Is as good in the library as any we’ve seen. Carmen Johnson is lots of fun, And many friends for herself has won. Nadine plans to go to college, To fill her brain with still more knowledge. Margaret’s flute so soft and sweet, Makes our band sound more complete. Anita Schroeder’s a likeable lass, She’s added a lot to our Senior class. Donna Bailey’s a swell gal too, Her favorite color is “Navy” blue. Katheleen Rime, so quiet and demure, Makes many friends and finds them secure. Tubby, who likes to joke and pun, Has made our class a lot more fun. Lucille Hall has a super personality, A success in life she’ll surely be. Arva’s plans after graduation, Are to go to school for more education. O’Byrne and Patten each own a Ford car, In them they travel fast and far. Gloria’s the latest addition to our class, Her dramatic ability can’t be surpassed. Ivah’s that blonde and well-dressed lass, Her beauty is the pride of the Senior class. We of ’45 can say, That we have surely had our day, We’ve taken with us tried and true, The liveliest class that ever knew Dear S. H. S. but now, adieu! This Page Sponsored by Cutting’s Store, Racine and a Friend Page twenty cighr

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CLASS HISTORY It was in September, 1941 that 61 Freshmen declared war and started out to win a battle. At our head, our ablebodied officers, Vernon Leqve, Betty Ann Rud, and Dick Swenson were commissioned, with Mrs. Hormann and Miss Mooney as com- manders-in-chief. We finally gained a beach-head and settled down to do our best. We suffered a few casualties the first few days but we were not stopped. The casualties were heavy that first year and as we started our next big push in ’42 we found we had lost 12 men. Some of them had gone to other fronts. New officers took command and heading us was Miss Maxwell with a determined staff consist- ing of Tom Kennedy, Dorothy Struve, Gail Dickin- son, and Naaman Glynn. Our correspondent was Arva Prescher; head of Intelligence was Dorothy, Arva, Beverly Markham, and Dick Swenson. To boost our morale we had Dorothy and Gordon An- dreasen. We fought hard with a casualty now and then, but our efforts were well rewarded. We did not meet much resistance and we gained a lot of ground. We then stopped to rest and regroup our forces for another big push. A few new officers were added and some of the same old veterans stayed. At Chief-of-Staff we found Miss Bultrud, a new but determined leader with new ideas. Our Commander was Tom Kennedy, with his staff consisting of Arva, Lucille Hall and Bev. Intelligence found Dorothy, Tom Kennedy, Bev, and Philip Chamberlain at its head and our correspondent was Bev. Back came Dottie and Gordon to cheer us on toward our goal. Our forces had dropped from 49 to 39 but we had what it takes. We encountered stiff resistance in Declams, Class Play, and so on, but everyone gave it all they had and we broke through and another battle was won! Again we stopped to rest and regroup and get set for the biggest and final push; the drive that would see us victorious. Miss Maxwell was once again put in Command with the old veteran now, Tom Kennedy, giving orders. He had Bev, Rosie Towey, and Dorothy to back him up. Intelligence with Phil in Command, and Tom Kennedy, Dorothy, and Bev gave all they had. Lucille Hall took over the job as correspondent and Helen Mae Bratrude, Rosie, and Arva gave us a needed cheer. The enemy was frantic now and gave us everything they had. Pictures taken, Annual, Class Play, Class Day, Commencement Program, the barrage was terrific but nothing could stop us now. Everyone was giving all he had and in Graduation we broke through victorious. Sixty-five had marched onto the battlefield and only thirty-seven emerged from the final battle. The loss was heavy and we give thanks to those who did their part and are not here now. We have achieved a goal that everyone is proud of. Now we can go and look for bigger battles, and no matter how big or hard these battles may be, we will always be thankful for the experi- ence and courage the battle we have now won has given us. Page thirty This Page Sponsored by John Fisher and Elmer B. Stewart