Warrenton High School - Warrior Yearbook (Warrenton, OR)

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TED TEL bd | S 4 THE WARRIOR [17] The tribe had representatives in all activities as before and many took part in dramatics. When spring came it was natural for many to catch the fever. It was decided by the Medicine Man and his followers that a flunk was necessary to relieve this ill, so the tribe and several of its friends journeyed to Cannon Beach where an enjoyable day was spent and where some were cured of the dread malady. To Warrenton High School: We, of the class of '25 leave Warrenton High School with a feeling of regret. We remember the days spent here and wish that the time could be stepped back a year or so. Still we feel that our four years of high school life have been used to advantage and that they will help us to further suc- cess in college, in the business world, and in other phases of life. Prophesy--Class of ’25 Weehawken, N. J., April 12, 1936. Carter Motor Car Co., Detroit, Michigan, Glenn Carter, Pres. Dear old Glenn: The announcement in the paper that your company had bought up the Henry Ford interests sort of made me sit up at the old campfire and meditate. In my rambles (mostly afoot and on brake-rods) o’er this country the last five years, I now recall that I've run across every one of the old W. H. S. class of '25. Dave Ankrom and K. Tudor Wallingford are the only ones that have gone into politics. Dave somehow got into the House of Reps. at Washington, D. C., as official rep. of the State of Washington. He’s got ‘em guessing with his sarcastic cynicism. (my English is still perking, ain't it?) Tudor seems to be the present leader of the Socialist Party. I never did like that wild look in his eye. I went to the back door of a little house in a small burg east of Missoula about four years ago for a handout. I almost blush- ed with embarrassment when our old classmate Eleanor Fee came to the door with a house apron on. But I got the handout and learned that she had married a ditch digger. She never did use much judgment, did she, Tid? Joe Standard sure found his calling. I seen him last summer at St. Paul with Ringling and Barnum circus bally-hooing for the largest side show. Great little old bally-hooer, too. Helen Bakkensen is head postmistress at Portland. The way Frank Parker had to club away the girls you could about figure up how he'd wind up. He’s at Hollywood now. But the champion prize of them all is old Bill Evenden. It was

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[16] THE WARRIOR History--Class of ’25 FRESHMAN In the month of September of the twentieth year of the pre- sent century there came into the land or Warrenton High School a tribe of bucks and maidens. There were seventeen in this as- semblage. Organization was brought about and Donald Beelar was made chief. After several months spent in Warrior land, the tribe was much advanced in knowledge and so decided a vacation was necessary. SOPHOMORE After three moons had pas sed they again came to the land of Warriors. Eight of the seventeen were now lost to the tribe. Organization was lacking this year so all of the members spent their time absorbing knowledge, while some of the Warriors turn- ed out for athletics. Those of the maidens who were able. played basketball, and still others were in the glee club. When the portals closed, the tribe departed as before but with increased knowledge. All were resolved to return at the end of three months. JUNIOR When the bell rang in the fall, nine members again graced the roll of those to be Seniors in '25. The tribe organized and selected the following: chief, David Ankrom: assistant chief, Frank Parker; keeper of records and funds, Louise Kindred: faculty advisor, Mr. Wicks. Under these leaders the class pros pered and undertook many activities. The football basketball, baseball and debate teams as well as the glee club had repre- sentatives from the Junior class. On the Warrior staff, there were also several members. After many trials as to knowledge, the tribe again divided, more determined than ever to return for the last and best year at Warrenton High School. SENIOR When the tribe assembled in September of 1924, there were eleven members present. The following were selected as leaders: David Ankrom, chief; Frank Parker. assistant chief; Joe Stand- ard, keeper of records and funds; Mr. Campbell, advisor. On the eve of witches and other evil spirits the remaining tribes of the school were invited to the feasting place at the gym- nasium to attend a ‘Kid's Party”. Here. all who attended were shown a good time, S

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[18] THE WARRIO] three years ago, in 1933, when I last saw him. Darned if h didn't have a mighty good start way out in New Hampshire a a sceintific hog raiser. Didn't raise nothing but Berkleys and hi hog farm sure looked like a park. Well, Tid, I'm off for a trip west tomorrow. They watch th freights close here so I guess I'll have to walk a ways. Addres me G. D., New Orleans. I'm taking that route this time. Your old classmate, Geo. W. Sigurdson. (They call me Jazzbo George, now. Class Will We, the Seniors of 1925, being of s ound minds, declare thi to be our last will and testament. First, we wish to extend our-thanks and gratitude to ou teachers for their efforts enabling us to acquire an education. Second, we bequeath to the Student Body the genteel atmc sphere created by our presence. Third, we leave to the Juniors our sophisticated ideas. Fourth, we will to the Sophomores our dignified manner. Fifth, we will to the Freshmen our ability to overcome th inertia of ignorance. Sixth, to our underclassmen, we as individuals will the follow ing: I, David Ankrom, will my oratorical ability to Myron Hall. I, Kenneth Wallingford, will the privilege of taking a tw week's holiday to anyone refusing to put sawdust on the gridiror I, Glenn Carter, bequeath my winning smile to Ethel Movich I, Eleanor Fee, leave the pleasure of relating the wonders c Lewis to Eunice Rowen. I, Joe Standard, will to Ralph Bowen my way with the schoc teachers. I, Helen Bakkensen, will my industrious disposition to Myn West. I, George Sigurdson, leave my grandfatherly ways to Delber Deane. I, Frank Parker, leave my freshman girl to the care of an Junior proving himself capable. I, William Evenden, leave by vampish ways to Mattie Hame In witness, whereof we, the class of 1925 have placed ou hand and seal this 21st day of May in the year of one thousan: nine hundred and twenty-five.