Waverly High School - Go Hawk Yearbook (Waverly, IA)

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THE NIGHT UF IIUMMENIIEMENT 'Twas the night of commencement, and all through the room Not a creature was stirring, not even Grant Blum. Rehearsals we'd made of plans laid with care, In hopes that each one of us soon would be there. Last night we lay moaning asleep on our beds, While nightmares of lessons flashed thru our heads. Then we silently waited, with sweat on our brow, Graduation had come-the time was right now. Then up to the stage came the lean and the fatter, A lot of gray robes-fvery little gray matterl. Tho our faces they shone, so rosy and red, Still they hadn't the luster of Haehlen's bald head. So stately we walked as we filed to our seats, So proudly we sat with the world at our feet: When what to our wondering eyes should appear, But a shiny black suit, with a pleat in the rear, With a little old speaker, so lively and quick, We knew in a moment, he'd pour it on thick. More rapid than seagulls embarrassment came As he looked us all over, and called us by name- Now Baxter, now Babcock, now Corson and Diercks, He went down the line, and he gave us the works. You can-if you will-be the best of them all, Yet you never must falter, you never must fall! Then with wisdom for all, a joke, and a pun, We suddenly found that the speaker was done. So back to his seat in a moment he flew, And I think by his looks he was glad he was thru For he settled right back in his seat with a sigh, I'm glad it was he who spoke, and not I. Then I looked at the table, and there in a line Lay neat little rolls, and I hoped one was mine. But I didn't wait long, when a jolly old fellow Arose from his seat, and he started to bellow. Oh he surely was neat, from his head to his toe, His shoes they were polished, and fairly did glow. Yet despite all his neatness and language so fine, His knees were still shaking, and boy so were mine. So nervous was he as he gave his eration You'd actually think it was his graduation. But he spoke not a word, as he spun on his heel You could tell what he thought, Boy, am I a big wheell -16-

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ANNUAL STAFF Left to Right Fouxih row: Junior Diercks, Douglas Baxter, Wayne Platte, Duane Klein, Morris Hacker, Bill Babcock, Dick Stephenson Third row: Betsy Broadie, Helen Steege, Norma Wente, Janice Frese, Ann McDonald. Second row: Arlene Wendt, Marilyn Osincup, Neva Jean Eggleston, Rita Ann Brandenburg, Pat Koch, Morene Bakken Dennis Orvis. First row: Dorothy Krumwiede, Geneva Bock, Harold Hastings, James Corson, Edna Mae Vosseller, Gerry Evans Editor Business Art ...., Athletics Music , Manager Harold Hastings James Corson Douglas Baxter , ., Morris Hacker Acnvmes Dick Stephenson, chairman Football-Junior Diercks Basketball-Duane Klein - Intramural basketball and wrestling-Dennis Orvis Track and Baseball-Bill Babcock Seniors ..,. , ,. ,. Betsy Broadie and Arlene Wendt, instrumental Features Marilyn Osincup, vocal ANNUAL STAFF Pat Koch Janice Frese Morene Bakken Geneva Bock Dorothy Krumwiede Wayne Platte Norma Wente Helen Steege Ann McDonald Rita Ann Brandenburg Gerry Evans Neva Jean Eggleston Edna Mae Vosseller Morris Hacker Junior Diercks

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As he took the first roll, I expected the worst, But he went down the alphabet--Abie was first. So Abie arose, and I bet he near died, 'Cause I'm sure I could feel pins and needles inside, But he took his diploma, and shook the man's hand- You could see in a moment, that Abie felt grand. One by one we went forward and held out a paw But we all felt the same-it was pride mixed with awe . Pride that we'd made it, awe heck 'twasn't bad When you stop and look back at the fun that we had. All the way to the end, my legs felt like jelly, 'Till we came to the tail of the list-Marvin Zelle. Then I heard someone say-I think 'twas Bob Grover, Already I wish I could do it all overI - Harold Hastings. -K BAN YUU IMAGINE Jim without Eddie Don Heyei' a city slicker Doug Baxter with a pick and shovel Betsy Broadie without an imagination Royal Hazlitt here Pat Koch alone in her A Abie Adelmund not being teacher's pet in Art Miss Peak alone in her room at 8:55 A.M. Galen Wait in the Ziegfeld Follies Senior boys not heading south on 63 Cedar Falls boys not heading north on 218 Ann Ducker without her giggles. Miss Morrison chewing gum in art class A desk without initials An Economics discussion without fine and fancy something Mr. Cook without a piano and his sense of humor Mr. Nelson not changing someone's seat in study hall Orvis as big wheel in the F.F.A. Willis Huck applying himself