Weatherwax High School - Quinault Yearbook (Aberdeen, WA)

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James Boettchei Louise Davies James Erickson Jim Erickson Jack Lang Bob Sipe Jim Boettcher Emmy George Patty Rajcich Delores Dennison Louise Davies Nancy Swanson Come on along; Come on along; And hear 47's song; For we’re a class; Who needn’t ask; What is right and what is wrong; We san sing a class song like You’ve never heard before; And we can swing it on the dancing floor; For we re just the bestest class what am; Bosses and their Cohorts Remember when Ronnie Olson and the associated members of Homeroom 11, composed those words, to the tune of Alexander’s Ragtime Band, for our class song when we were freshmen? About the same time we chose Blue and Gray for our class colors and even then we felt the influence of the inimitable Mr. Bobcat. You bet we am; Come on along; Come on along; And watch us cross the street; For we're a class; Who is always on the beat; And if you’ve ever seen a class as good as ours, before; Then let us know; Then let us know; For we know we’re best of all. This year the Senior class of 1947 chose Jim Erickson as president, Jim Boettcher as vice president and Louise Davies as secretary. Members of the Senior Council were made up of one person out of every senior homeroom The senior play, Lost Horizon,” was presented April 25. Mr. Robert Mayne was advisor. Maiy Hansmann was student director. The actors for the play were: Ira Brecht, Judy Frazier, Jim Ingram Helen Boora, Ronnie Rasanen, Earl Englund, Delorej Drake, Martha Stouffer, Bonnie Rasor, Anne Jordan. Virginia Colby. The annual Class Night program was also advised by Mr. Mayne. Most of rhe Seniors took part in it and it provided entertainment, not only for the spectators but also for the performers. Probably the most outstanding day in the Spring activities was Senior Dress-up Day. It was probably the most thought about and talked about Day, too, because of the problem of what to wear. In spite of the problem presented, many clever costumes turned up. Well, this has all been fun but ten years from now it will be just as much fun to remember it and reminisce about the good old days,” with the class of ’47. 23

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cAny Similiarity Between This Manuscript and the Senior Class Is Purely Non-coincidental We, the class of one thousand nine hundred and forty-seven of Weatherwax High School, being of sound and disposing mind and memory, and being possessed of such brilliant and farseeing minds as to disdain the services of attorneys, counselors, or courts, do therefore make, ordain, publish, and declare this our last Will and Testament: First, we leave the Juniors our great success and Second, we leave the Sophomores—Out! Jim Abrahamson leaves his basketball dribble, Lila Ahlquist leaves her shorthand scribble. Kenny Anderson leaves for a better choice, Lois Anderson leaves her charming voice. Rodner Anderson leaves the A. H. S. band, Ed Astell leaves for a better land. Mary Jean Austin leaves her dark brown hair, Ted Ayres leaves—nothing to spare. Phillip Baer leaves for an ocean dip, Katharyna Bator leaves her riding whip. Bradford Barnes leaves his intelligent brain, Tony Basich leaves—tilings won't be the same. Jim Boettcher leaves his artistic way, Pat Boettcher leaves—that's all she can say. Helen Boora leaves the Ocean Breeze, Alveda Brawley leaves and is she pleased. Ira Brecht leaves his speaker stand, Tom Brennan leaves to become a man. Gene Briscoe leaves his handsome looks, Sally Brown leaves her school books. Nellie Brownell leaves this school behind, Ada Brownrigg leaves—a man to find. Rich Bryan leaves; ain’t it a joke? Dick Butorac leaves. What for? A coke? Rich Caldwell leaves and not too soon, Wayne Campbell leaves a funny cartoon. Gerald Caskey leaves his jokes for you, Kenny Castile leaves his car so new. Don Christianson leaves after many long years, Dorothy Ann Christensen leaves her cute little ears. Joe Clark leaves and it’s about time. Rich Clark leaves to make this rhyme. Leonard Click leaves Miss Hollan, so sweet, Marianne Clubb leaves, just for Pete. Virginia Colby leaves her winning smile, Pearl Collins leaves right in style. Bob Cowan leaves and think’s it's swell, Bob Cross leaves—what the heck. Carl Dahlstrom leaves for an old knap-sack, Helen Dale leaves and won’t be back. Louise Davies leaves her brilliant mind, Dick Davies leaves, his fame to find. Mildred Dobbins leaves her Ingrid Bergman hair, Delores Drake leaves her witty air. Don Duncan leaves—he’s free at last, Delores Dennison leaves, her school days past. Marilyn Dunlap leaves—what more can be said, Gene Edwards leaves his meaty-head.” Don Eldart leaves to serve his land, Earl Englund leaves his ruling hand. Jim Erickson leaves his manly physique, Delmar Evenson leaves his cornet technique. Colleen Ferguson left—she found a man, Carmela Ferri leaves her fine shorthand. Leonard Fosberg leaves his smooth line, Judy Frazier leaves her clothes sublime. Jim Friberg leaves the locker committee, Donald Friend leaves—Oh, what a pity! Clyde Fry leaves his toothy grin, Marjorie Gandy leaves—she’s out to win. Carolyn Garbe leaves her quiet way, Frank Garley leaves to hit the hay. Emmy George leaves her personality plus, Betty Gilbreath leaves on a Grayhound Bus. Mary Glidden hopes to leave before next fall, Dick Graham just leaves, that’s all. Marianna Graves leaves her musical blends, Bill Greene leaves his lost week-ends. Ann Gurrad leaves a future to find, Barbara Haek leaves nothing behind. Francis Hall leaves his slender frame, Rich Hall leaves—isn’t it a shame? Jack Hanoff leaves his black toupee,” Mary Hansman leaves her witty way. Polly Ann Harter leaves the retail selling, Joyce Henry leaves—Oh—(that would be telling). Helen Hilden leaves her blond flirtation, Mike Hobi leaves his trombone sensation. Frances Hoffman leaves for a home and things, Minnie Holt leaves her halo and wings. 24