Waterloo High School - Rosebud Yearbook (Waterloo, IN)

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Senior Class History As first graders in 1945, we numbered thirty-six. Here we met our first teacher. As the years passed we met many new teachers until finally we were in junior high. The next two years were very eventful and were climaxed on the night of eighth grade graduation. The next September we entered high school. We had the largest freshmen class yet--sixty-three, and Mr. Leslie was our sponsor. Our sophomore year we had Mr. Berg as sponsor. He guided us very successfully through our card sales and the buying of our class sweaters. The halls were decked out in the powder blue and white of the sophomore class. Mr. Ford was our sponsor during our junior year. With Sally Kelley and Carolyn Hovarter as managers of the concession stand, we saw an increase in our treasury. Also, we sold cookies, had a paper drive, bake sales, and sponsored a record hop. Then to make the year just right, we got our class rings. Our senior sponsor, Mr. Dove, safely guided us through our magazine sales and many paper drives. The annual staff produced the yearbook at a profit and really set us on the right way to Washington, DC. Graduation night found twenty of the original thirty-six classmates, whom we had drawn from many places, receiving diplomas. Although our school days at Waterloo are behind us now, fond memories of the faculty, underclassmen and classmates will remain with each and every one of us. Class Poem It was in the year '38 or ‘39. When our parents, yours and mine, Received a bundle sent from heaven That became the class of ‘57. Two years ago Carole found her spark; I believe it's a cadet by the name of Park. Jerry B. says love simply cannot wait; He's out every night on some new date. Judy Tarney lives in town, I'm here to say No one is sad when she is gay; Susan Buss, a quiet lass, Has never been known to cut up in class. Donn L. on the other hand you'll find Drives some teachers clean out of their minds. Rosalie, who hails from a farm, Knows a little work will do no harm. Neal, who goes by the name of Winky Dink. Is a real artist, too, we think. Carl is nice and also very quiet, But get him alone, and he’s really a riot. Janet has her eye on a guy, And we know she'll get him by and by. David thinks he's a real Don Juan; We hear he wants to wield a baton. Crooksy thinks a nurse she'll be; You think so, too? Well, wait and see. Glo ria, for some unknown reason, Has her mind on a guy named “Tarzan.” Doug is keen with a good disposition, Who from school should seek readmission. Carolyn H. has her hooks on Jim, And he's already bowing to her every whim.

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CAROLYN JOAN WEICHT What you don't know would make a good book, W.H.S. 1,2,3,4; Annual Staff 4; Y- Teens 2,3,4; Latin Club 1,2; Librarian 3,4; Photography 4; Band 1,2,3,4; Secretary-Treasurer 4; Chorus 2,3,4; Ensemble 3,4; Girls Chorus 2. ROBERT LEROY WELLS Darn that car, W.HLS. 1,2,3,4; Class Vice President 4; Annual Staff 4; Class Play 3,4. XN CARMON RUSSELL WENGER An innocent face--but you never can tell, Pennville 1,2,3; W.H.S. 4; President 3; Class Play 3; Hi-Y 1,2,3; FFA 1; Band 1,2,3,4, President 4; Chorus 1; Baseball 1,2,3. RUTH JOAN WIGGINS All I know is what I read in the papers, W.H.S. 1,2,3,4; FHA 1,2; Y-Teens 2,0; DWIGHT MERLIN ZERKLE There is a history in all men's lives, W.HLS. 1,2,3,4; Class Play 3; Speech Play 4. This page sponsored by Dunn's Dairy Bar, Waterloo 17

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The class president, a basketball star? Jerry Myers, naturally; he's way above par. Nick, who's interested in a Garrett lass, Is always ready to answer in class. Dike has been here every day; It seems he just can't stay away. Carmon is new to us this year; In the band his cornet you can hear. Sue gets along with all the gents; You, too, can be a blonde for forty-nine cents! Ruth is a worker we all know, And in her car she doesn't go slow. Judy D. is in love and to me that's not silly; She's going to get married to a guy named Dilley. Dwight Z. is quiet--you can never hear a peep Because most of the time he's behind a book asleep. Sally is our brain, our only one? She never stops ‘til the job is done. Size is no object, our Shirley Shull knows; She's hypnotized Dave clear down to his toes. Carol N. does nothing but study in school And keep her eye on Barry Cool. Jack is quiet and quite a scholar, But never underestimate a quiet man's power. Carolyn Wiecht likes to have herself some times, Gets home just in time to hear the morning chimes. Patty M. and Jack are on their way to marriage; Soon they'll be off in Jack's new carriage. Vada, we know, is a hard-working gal, And from Garrett she's found herself many a pal. Janice has moved to the west side of town, And in the class play she brought the roof down. Don G. says farming is his future to be; What will his steady say: Let's wait and see. ‘Darlene, who is so very neat, Is looking for a guy who is tall, dark, and sweet. Martha, we know, is sure to find Sonteone who will change her mind. Lowell, right now, is serious about Dorothy; And someday, she his wife may be. Sherry is someone of whom we're mighty proud, Especially when she twirls before a crowd. Bob is for hot rods like bees are for honey; Someday off those hot rods he'll be making money Linda P. is in love with Doug, But she hates all Fords that go chug-chug. John doesn't care for books and such But likes his horses very much. Ruth K. came this year from Ashley And happy with the change she seems to be. Patty P. is college bound; A prettier girl cannot be found. Herb L. now is altar bound, Then to an occupation that is sound. Laura, who is so very bashful, Has many things for which to be thankful. Gary hopes to have the fame Of someday changing Lela's name. Bill P. gives to lots of girls a line; And from what we've heard, he does just fine. Eric's handy with nail and hammer. Someday he'll find a girl and marry her. We've tried to show in these short lines Just what can be on our classmates’ minds. We hope you'll overlook all our mistakes And realize how much work a class poem takes. Now we're only seniors without talent or fame; But just for your information, here are our names -- -Donna Jean Myers and Bill Hornthrop